“Do you know what I see, Devil?” Her breath is hot in my ear, her finger deep in my ass, “I see a man who knows what’s worth fighting for. A light that shines too brightly for this town. That precious soul you keep locked away in this beautiful body of yours.”
The burning sensation starts to fade as she lets me adjust. Adjust and brace myself for the next finger to push inside.
“I seeyou, Christopher. And what a fucking sight it is to see.”
My heart slams against my ribcage as her words meld with the steady pace of her hand. The grip of her nails digging into my hips, her eyes locked on the bare piece of skin above my heart.
“Darling.”
“I know, baby.” Hushing me gently, she pulls her fingers out and spits down the crack of my ass, “You’re going to be so full in just a minute.”
A squeeze to my balls has a whimper escaping me.
“You’re such a good boy. Just waiting to be fucked like this.” Her eyes meet mine in the mirror, “We’ll start nice and slow, okay?”
It’s the words she doesn’t say that ring the loudest. The words that stay trapped in her chest but shine so brightly through her eyes I’d have to be blind not to see them.
I’ll take care of you.
“Okay.”
A cap pops open and Calista pours a generous amount of lube over everything. Her dildo, my ass, the fingers spreading my cheeks all get covered in gooey liquid before she eases forward.
Pressing the tip of her dick against my asshole.
“Holy fuck.”
I can feel my body tightening, fighting to resist the intrusion. Calista eases the tip in, triggering the pressure to go off like a fucking grenade.
“You’re doing so well, baby.”
Her purr fills my ear, lust dripping from every syllable. I can feel her nails scraping the inside of my thighs, tickling and squeezing my balls before she grips my shaft and gives it a few good strokes.
I groan and push back without thinking, the tight clench of her hand blurring foreign discomfort with pleasure.
“Such a good boy. Always so eager.”
Her praise bleeds with a thrust, shoving the fucking thing all the way in.
“Darling.” I’m panting, pinching the tip of my cock to keep from exploding, “You need to do something.”
“Look at us, Devil. Look at what a pretty picture we make.”
The mirrors in her room really don’t do it justice.
Hips flush together, skin woven into skin, there’s nothing about our portrait that screams normal. A wolf and a dragon intertwined, our claws sinking into each other until there’s nothing but broken flesh sewn back together again.
I stare at the reflection in the mirror, searching for the divide that will always keep us apart. The hatred that stems from Calista’s past that will always stain the basis of my sex.
Instead, all I see is a couple of lovers sharing the same space. An equal partnership that promises to lead no matter how the other person follows.
Not man versus woman. Not woman versus society.
It’sus.
Us against the world.
“Looks like something I’d hang on my wall.”
