“Why?”
“I wanted to still feel like you were close,” I admitted. She was looking at me with wide eyes. I pressed my palm to her chest and felt her heart fluttering wildly. Did she like the things I was admitting? She didn’t look like shedislikedit.
Her head lifted and her lips found mine. I groaned as she opened my mouth and instigated a deep kiss. My body slipped between her legs. I needed her. The desire and instinct to have her burned under my skin and ached in my stomach.
Just then a sharp pain pierced my temple, a white static in my mind. I pulled from the kiss, wincing in pain.
“Are you okay?” Ava asked, grabbing my face. My eyes lifted to the woods behind her and I looked around. Something shifted in the trees and I took a big inhale, smelling dirt, smoke, and something indescribable.
It was him. Mothman, or whatever the hell, had come to our camp for Ava last night. Now he was here, watching her. Of course he was. He wasn’t going to let up.
“I’m perfectly fine,” I said, dipping my mouth back to hers. I wanted him to watch. A smile curled my mouth as I ground between Ava’s legs, my lower half shifting to true form in the water. She must have sensed my full intention because she pulled back, looking at me nervously.
“Do you have a condom?” She asked. I smiled down at her, brushing her dark hair from her face.
“No, Ava. They don’t fit.”
* * *
“What?”I asked. I must have misheard.
“Don’t worry, I’m clean,” he offered before pressing his mouth back to mine. My body hummed in want as he consumed my mouth. I shook my head and broke the kiss.
“Did you get tested?” I wasn’t stupid. Caspian was a rockstar and the most attractive man I’d ever seen. He dripped sensuality. To think he didn’t get around would be naive.
“No,” he said, pressing his lips back to mine. He ground himself between my legs, eliciting a wanting ache that his hardness teased.
“Cas, we can’t do this right now.” What had I been thinking anyway? I could still hear his bandmates across the river. They were at a distance but in full view. Caspian groaned in displeasure.
“There’s no reason for me to get tested,” he whispered. “Do you understand?” His eyes held mine as I frowned.
“No, I don’t.” We looked at each other as my eyebrows furrowed. “You aren’t trying to imply… “
“I am,” he said.
“Oh, come on, Caspian,” I sighed, pushing his chest to get him off me. He didn’t budge. Instead, he pressed his hips harder into me. He felt bigger than he had in my hand earlier.
“Ava, look at me,” he said and I found his warm brown eyes.
“I’ve only ever wanted you since the moment I saw you.” There was a raw fragility in his eyes—a fear of rejection. He was serious. This beautiful man who could have the world eating from his palms was serious. I wasn’t even sure what to think about that.
“Not with anyone?”
“No, but don’t worry,” he said smiling, the self-confidence returning to his eyes. He began kissing my neck. “I know how to fuck my mate.”
“Your mate—” before I could finish the question his head had darted into the water, going between my legs. I gasped as I felt him peel my swimsuit off. I couldn’t see him at all, his entire body submerged. I could feel warm lips touch my folds in a kiss. His tongue swiped out, slowly parting me open with his mouth. It was tender and passionate. My back arched, my breath coming fast. His tongue slid up and began circling my clit, making me groan.
My head popped up and I looked across the river. His bandmates were looking over in curiosity, their gazes sweeping around, looking for Caspian. They were looking right at me, completely unaware he was between my legs, licking and kissing. It made me feel electric to be so close to discovery. For them to be watching me unfurl under their curious looks. Pleasure rolled over me and I moaned again, my head tipping back.
Wait. Caspian needed to breathe! How long had he been under?Too long, my brain whispered. I shook that thought away and tugged him up. He popped up willingly, pulling himself up my body until his mouth was on mine and he was grinding between my legs. I shuddered as I realized he’d taken off his swim trunks.
He dragged his naked length up and down. Something was going on but I didn’t know what. He didn’t feel normal. He felt… bumpy and sometimes when he ground just right it felt like there was a small suction that pressed on then popped back off as he moved.
Was he using some toy? But how could he? One hand was on my face, the other was tearing my bathing suit top down, revealing my breasts. His mouth went to my chest, his tongue rolling over my nipples before he sucked one into his mouth, caressing it with his tongue. A small suction pulled at my clit and I groaned, my hips undulating against him. I didn’t know what it was but it felt good.
“Caspian,” I said, gripping his shirt. “Take it off.” Immediately he did what I asked, tugging his shirt off and throwing it to shore. He looked like a Grecian god. Poseidon perhaps, with his tall, strong body, wet and stretched above me in the water.
My eyes caught on the new tattoo on his chest right before he laid himself back on top of me. He had taken his hair down earlier today. His long black hair was plastered to his face and neck, dripping droplets.
