“Oh, he is not deaf, he is mute. He understands me just fine.”
“Oh, I see,” she said as her smile returned.
A small boy ran up to her. All curly blond hair and glasses.
“This is my son Jack, he is deaf. We could walk around with you and translate if you like?”
“That would be great!” I exclaimed, probably far too enthusiastically. But the thought of hearing Jinx’s thoughts, as well as him getting to meet some nice humans, was really exciting.
Jack and his mom walked up to Jinx and tapped him on the shoulder. Introductions were made, and I marveled at just how much sign language Jinx had managed to pick up. He seemed to chat away happily. I smiled, it was going to be a great day.
Chapter twenty-five
Sebopenedthefrontdoor of our home. It was good to be back. I dropped all my bags onto the floor before kicking off my shoes. Seb had bought me everything I had wanted from the gift shop and there had been so many amazing things.
My new hat was my favorite, it had a shark on it. I was never going to take it off. Seb put his keys in the bowl on the side table by the door. As he turned around, I jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. He grunted in surprise and staggered a bit, but soon caught his balance.
I pressed my lips against his and kissed him. He tasted so good. He moaned and the delicious scent of his arousal filled the air. The bill of my baseball cap was digging into his head, stopping me from getting closer, so I snatched my hand up to it and swiveled it around until it was on my head backwards. Then I kissed him properly, sliding my tongue into his mouth.
His hands cupped my ass and he groaned. I loved the feel of his hands on me, the heat of them sunk through my jeans easily, but we were wearing far too many clothes. That needed to be fixed.
Seb broke the kiss. “You hungry?”
I shook my head. I just wanted him, all of him.
A mischievous gleam lit up his pretty eyes. “But you still want to have fun?”
I nodded as enthusiastically as I could. It seemed to work as Seb chuckled and started carrying me to the bedroom. He lay me down on the bed gently, kissing me tenderly the whole time. It was bliss. It was hard to break away from the kiss to wriggle out of my jeans but it was worth it when it was done.
Seb grabbed my tee shirt and yanked it up, over my head, knocking my hat off. I scrambled for it and put it back on my head.
Seb gave me a bemused look. “I seriously have to fuck you while you are wearing nothing but a ‘I love the City Aquarium’ baseball cap?”
I nodded, I wasn’t going to take it off. The shark picture was amazing, and I liked the way it felt on my head.
Seb sighed, but didn’t really sound sad. “Okay.”
He quickly and efficiently stripped off his own clothes until he was gloriously naked. Then he claimed my mouth again, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He reached up and touched my hat. I thought he was going to take it off, so I whimpered in protest, but he just turned it sideways so the bill wasn’t hitting him in the head.
“You know you look far hotter in just my collar,” he breathed huskily.
I pouted, what did he have against sharks? I looked incredible.
He chuckled. “You’re right, you look hot in everything.”
Then his hand was on my cock, and my body rose up into his touch. I craved him. I wanted his touch all over me. I wanted him to hold me close whilst he reduced me to a sobbing panting mess. I knew he could take me apart and put me back together, better than before. He had already done it to me, several times. Eternity in his bed was my idea of heaven. It was the only thing I wanted.
The softness of his lips, the warmth of his hands, the silken heat of his cock. His delicious scent. His kindness and tenderness. The carnal noises he made as he found his pleasure in me. Everything about Seb was wonderful, and I wanted it all.
I wanted to feel it. I wanted to breathe it in, deep into my lungs. I wanted to exult in him and drink his essence down, making him a part of me forever. I wanted to absorb him into my very being. He was mine and I was his.
My brother had tried to warn me, tried to tell me that humans did not love the way that demons did. But I didn’t care. As long as Seb kept me by his side, I would be happy. My love for him was unconditional. As boundless as the ocean. He didn’t need to love me back.
Like a sunset, or a starry sky, or the smell of earth after it had rained. I could love him, appreciate him, and feel joy when experiencing him. All without needing the emotion returned.
“Roll over,” he said.
The desire in his voice washed over me like a wave of happiness, leaving me tingling all over in its wake. He wanted me and it was delicious.
