Then I shot. Cum erupted from me, going all over Sheldon’s stomach and chest.
“You’ve never been hotter,” he panted.
I didn’t stop until I couldn’t take the pleasure anymore and collapsed on top of him.
Sheldon held me close to roll us again. Once my back met the mattress, he began fucking me in earnest. His dick powered in and out of me until his body tensed, every muscle flexed and tight, and he shot deep inside of me.
“You’re mine, Forest.” He dropped his head when he was spent, eyes meeting mine. “Forever.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Lowering himself, his sweat-slicked chest touching mine, he said, “I don’t think you understand. I’m like one of those guys from that paranormal movie we watched the other night. We’re mating for life, beautiful. I’m never letting you go.”
That was a heavy thing to say. Also, it was on par with the man I’d given my heart to. Sheldon didn’t hold back with me.
“Good,” I replied and embraced him. “I meant it when I said I love you.”
He pressed the sweetest kiss to the side of my neck. Another on my cheek, then on my lips, before his tongue swept in to taste me. We kissed like we hadn’t in years. Like we were kept apart for eternity. All the while, Sheldon stayed inside me.
As his cum began to slip out of me, he retreated. My ass was grateful for the reprieve, but my heart wanted him buried in me for hours more.
Sheldon worked his way down my body, kissing me, loving me. When he got to my dick, he licked every bit of it, collecting what cum remained. But he didn’t stop there. Sheldon went lower, pushing my legs up so he had full access to my hole again. He licked around the sensitive flesh, causing me to writhe once more. When his tongue entered me, I tensed in pain. It wasn’t the same as before. I was sore now. And Sheldon, well, he feasted on his cum as it seeped from within me.
His puffy lips curved into a genuine smile when he came up for air. “I will never tire of your taste. I’ve branded you, come inside you. The only thing left to do is marry you, but I don’t want you running scared, so I’ll leave that off the table for now.”
I froze. For a second, I thought he was going to propose, and in that second, I would have said yes. Realizing he wasn’t doing that didn’t relax me. It made me want it more. I kept that to myself.
My life with Sheldon was a whirlwind of emotion. There was nothing healthy about the speed and direction we were traveling in. Did I care about the healthy part? Not in the slightest.
Even if we were together for five years before getting married, I wouldn’t care any more than I did now about what other people thought. They weren’t in the relationship with us. They didn’t get a say in what we did.
With someone still after us, Sheldon’s life on the line when he went to work with Jordan, and always being targeted by the police simply for who Jordan was, nothing was guaranteed.
Unless the people who would judge us had lived this life, they wouldn’t understand. Sheldon was a guard for a mafia boss. He had poisons hidden behind a false wall in his closet. Yesterday I saw him meditate in there. That explained why he was able to remain calm all the time.
The man I loved was complex. He had many layers. Piece by piece, he revealed himself to me until he lay bare, his body against mine, heart beating for me alone. Whatever I asked, he would answer. Sheldon didn’t hide from me, and I wouldn’t from him.
We were in the thick of it now. There was no going back, not that I wanted to. My only path was forward with Sheldon by my side, along with his weapons and poisons. There was no better place to be and no better person to protect me than the one who owned me mind, body, and soul.
25
SHELDON
Listening to Forest talk to Winnie warmed me. He was nice to all the guards, but Winnie and he were growing close. Forest invited her in every morning for breakfast. He’d make eggs or pancakes. A couple of days ago, he asked Vail to help him make quiche.
Forest wasn’t complaining about being stuck in the building. He was getting bored though. Not with work. He had enough of that to keep him busy. Keith even sent more over for him to do. It was the scenery he’d had enough of. I didn’t consider myself that, just my apartment.
Winnie being here helped. Technically, she wasn’t needed to guard him in here, but with nothing else for her to do around the building, she hung out with Forest.
There was no question I was the type to get jealous. However, Winnie spoke a lot about her boyfriend, the man she met in high school and had been with for the past fifteen years. It was obvious how much she loved him. When she wasn’t on duty, she was home with him. Not every guard lived here.
Micah lived in the building, which made it easy to call on him if needed. Although, we didn’t need him with Forest staying in. Jordan did on occasion.
For some reason, Forest didn’t connect with him as easily. They got along but weren’t overly friendly. It was natural not to like everyone in your life. I sure as hell didn’t. There were some guards here I couldn’t stand. Jordan wouldn’t let me kill them though. He said they served a purpose, so they got to live. They also hadn’t double-crossed him. It was a shame, really. I had so many ways I could end them.
“Do you like peanut butter cold or at room temperature?” Forest asked Winnie.
“Cold. I buy the kind that has peanuts as the only ingredient. If it’s not cold, it’s not firm enough for me. It drips from the knife instead of being more formed.”
