“Crystal. If we’re going to do this, we have to communicate what we want and need. Right now, your body is telling me you want this, but I also need your words,” Priest said as he popped the button on my jeans with his thumb. His hand slid inside my shorts and into my panties. “Goddamn,you’re absolutely soaked for me.”
“Wha—” I managed to stutter out, “what about what you need? This has to work both ways.” His finger slid up and down my seam before Priest sank a finger into my entrance, eliciting a whimper of pleasure from me.
“The only thing I need right now is for you to say my name when you come. Think you can do that for me?” A second finger was added, and Priest began rubbing his thumb over my swollen clit as his fingers stroked and massaged my inner walls.
The combination proved to be aclitical hit, causing me to chant, “Lochlan,” as intense pleasure seared through my veins, and I came all over Priest’s fingers. Priest gentled his strokes as he helped me ride waves of ecstasy, sweet words of praise murmured into my neck as he kissed the deliciously sensitive skin below my ear.
“You’re so beautiful when you come for me, angel. Fucking perfect.”
I basked in the glow of his admiration, soaking up the praise and pleasure his fingers and words created like a sponge. His assurance that I was enough, or better yet,everythingat this moment, that I was someone good enough to be cherished, pleased, and cared for…Bob. It changed my life. “Lochlan, I need you.” Unaware that I’d been having an emotional moment as he nuzzled my breasts, my words caught his attention.
“Are you sure? We don’t have to go any further tonight. There’s no rush.” Priest didn’t realize it, but what he’d just said was even sexier than his dirty words earlier.
Priest was here, half naked with his hand in my shorts, his own erection straining against the denim of his jeans, and he was offering to stop and deny himself his own release if it would makemefeel more comfortable. It was such a sweet and considerate gesture from my grumpy Growly Gus. We’d come a long way from where we began the morning Priest found Sheila and me, and despite our rocky past, I now knew that Priest’s jagged edges lined up perfectly with mine. Maybe, without our rough beginning, we never would have gotten to know that the most damaged parts of ourselves weren’t beyond forgiveness or healing. My green eyes met his blue ones as I used my words. “Lochlan, I need to feel you inside me. Now.Please.”
“That’s my girl,” he growled. The man didn’t make me ask twice. My shorts were lost in the same blur of speed that also claimed my socks and shoes and all Priest’s remaining clothes. Priest climbed up on the bed, looming over me as I scooted back toward the headboard, licking my lips nervously. Priest grabbed my hips and lifted me, settling himself against the headboard and lowering me to sit on his lap. “I’m gonna need you on top this time, angel. I want you too fucking bad. If I’m in control, this will be over before I want it to be. This way, you can set the pace and be in control of your first time.”
“But—”
Priest interrupted me. “This is the first time you’ve chosen to give yourself to someone. That’s the first time that matters.” I leaned down and pressed my lips to his, saying with a kiss what I wasn’t sure I could put into words. My hips rocked forward over Priest’s hard length, causing a rumbling groan deep in his chest.
“Jesus,” he hissed, gripping my hips. “Wait, wait… condom.” Priest’s hand slipped into his nightstand drawer, emerging with a foil packet. He ripped it open and expertly rolled it over his dick before positioning himself at my entrance.
Until Priest, the only sexual experiences I’d ever had were filled with fear, pain, helplessness, and rage. I’d only ever been taken from, and I was worried that the bits of my soul that had withered due to the theftwould never, ever recover. The man below me was offering me intimacy and connection, allowing me the chance to choose for myself what I wanted. My eyes were fixed intently on his, and it was there I saw reflected in them a woman victoriously reclaiming a part of herself she’d believed destroyed long ago. I lowered myself onto Priest, his rigid length stretching me as I slowly sank down to his thighs.
“Fuck, angel. You were fucking made for me.” Priest sat up to lick and lave my breasts as I rode him, swiveling my hips experimentally and finding my rhythm. The feeling of him filling me so completely was intense, and I found myself moving faster and faster, seeking delicious friction. My hips began to buck, and that was when Priest released my nipple with an audiblepopand sat back against the headboard. “That’s right, angel. You take me so well.” Priest’s eyes roamed all over my body as I rode him, the dark desire burning in his eyes making me feel like the sexiest woman alive. I’d never ever thought of myself as a sexy person. I was frankly just a little too weird to be considered conventionally attractive, and that wasn’t even going into the scars that litter my body. But now, with this man, I felt like a goddess.
“Lochlan,” I moaned, unable in the moment to formulate more than one single word. He increased the strength of his grip, one hand on my ass and the other on my hip.
“Give it to me,” he gritted out through a clenched jaw as he began helping my hips move faster, giving me pressure and friction exactly where I needed it most. “Let me feel you come on my cock.” His dirty words pushed me over the edge, and my vision whited out as I came with a deep moan. Priest followed me, grinding and panting out his own release as I collapsed onto his chest.
Priest’s hands gently ran over my back, soothing me as we both came down from our high. I felt wrung out, flesh tender but heart full. He shifted me and placed me at his side, giving me a sweet kiss before rising to get rid of the condom. Priest turned the light off and helped me pull his bedding down. As if we’d been doing it our entire lives, I turned on my side and Priest pulled me into him, snuggling up until I was pressed into the curve of his body. I choked back a sob.I was his Bobdamned little spoon. I’d never been someone snuggle cutlery before. Priest held me close and soothed me, gentle hands and praise sinking deep into myheart and making me feel content and sleepy. For the first time in my life, I fell asleep in the arms of someone who cared for me.
I didn’t even have to sing.
Chapter 24
Priest
Rays of early morning light peeked past my curtains, and indistinct murmuring hummed in my ears as I slowly roused from a deep sleep. The arm Indigo had spent most of the night tucked under was now holding a pillow, but I knew without opening my eyes that Indi was still in bed with me. I could hear her. I was careful not to move, as I listened to her have a conversation. With my dick.
“…I don’t have to tell you, though, right? You were there!” She giggled and then shushed herself. “Anyway, I’m glad we had this time together without Priest eavesdropping. I was nervous to meet you. I know not all penises are the same, but I’ve met a few in my time, and they were all horrible and gross. But you’re not horrible at all. In fact…you’re kinda pretty. For a dick, anyway. No offense.” I was trying hard to sit still and not react to the fact that her face was mere inches awayfrom my dick if the warm puff of air from her exhale was any indication. I’d never had to fight the urge to laughandtry not to get hard at the same time.
It was a real freaking struggle, one I was doomed to lose. I must have twitched or made a sound because Indigo dropped her murmuring to a whisper. “I think he’s waking up. I gotta go! Think about what I said, and uh…it was nice to meet you. Bye.” The pillow was removed from my outstretched arm, and Indigo slid home, nestling her head into the crook of my shoulder. I was finally able to end the fight to keep a straight face as I squeezed her and buried my face in her hair.
“Mmm, good morning, angel,” I said in a groggy voice, pretending to only have just woken up. With her warm, naked body pressed to my side, I also lost the struggle to keep myself from getting an erection.
“Morning,” she murmured into my shoulder. “Thank you for letting me stay the night. I wasn’t sure if you let people you hook up with sleep over.”
“No, I don’t usually,” I admitted, with a small frown. “But you’re not someone Ihooked upwith. This wasn’t casual for me, Indi.” She blinked owlishly at me, surprise causing her eyes to widen.
“Oh.” The single syllable floated in the space between her lips and mine.
“You’re welcome to sleep,” I said as I tilted my face over hers and brushed a teasing kiss over her mouth, “ornot sleepin my bed any time you want to, angel.” My kisses grew deeper, more insistent, and with a growl, I rolled on top of her. My hips settled in the cradle of her thighs, and I laced the fingers of one hand with hers and raised our clasped hands over her head. Indigo reached out with her free hand to tug my face back down to hers, lips parting in need as she pressed them to mine. I skimmed my free hand up her side, my fingers deftly rolling and pinching her nipple while Indi squirmed beneath me.
“Lochlan,” she moaned. I inhaled her scent deep in my lungs, knowing I’d never get tired of hearing her say my name in that breathy little voice.
“You want me inside you again, angel?” I asked, rubbing the tip of my dick against her clit. Indigo looked up at me shyly, the look at complete odds with the sensation of her wetness coating my length. Indibit her lip and nodded. I pinched her nipple at the same moment I rocked my hips forward, making her gasp. “I need your words, Indigo.”
