Suddenly, with a quick and powerful motion, he turned me towards him so I flipped onto my back. I let out a quiet sound of surprise before he pressed his fingers tomylips.
“If we’re going to do this, you will promise to be quiet,”hesaid.
If he was gonna talk in that sexy dominating voice, I’d promise to do anything. Inodded.
The hand against my lips slipped down to my neck, slowly moving down my chest and finally resting on my belly. There was a brief flicker of fear as I wondered if he would notice my belly bump - but of course, I didn’t have one yet. But I didn’t want to think about all of thatrightnow.
Thankfully, Virgil emptied my mind the moment his other hand removed my pants, snaked into my underwear and grasped my half-hard cock. I forced myself not to yelp. Pleased with my silence, Virgil lowered his head and licked the tip of my shaft while making eye contact with me. His eyes were dark and blazing with arousal, dominating and fierce yet also kind. I was bound in hisgrasp.
When he took more of me inside his mouth, it was a struggle not to moan. I cursed the rest of the camp and wished they weren’t there. His mouth on me felt so damngoodand I wanted to let him know it. Instead I could only grasp his shoulders and dig in with my nails. A quiet keening noise escaped my lips, but it wasn’t loud enough for Virgil to reprimand me. I didn’t know if that was a good thing or not - apparently, I was a glutton forpunishment.
Wanting to see what he would do, I tested it out. When his mouth reached my base of my cock, taking the entire length of it, I let out a less-than-quiet sound, a moan of averageloudness.
Immediately, Virgil stopped sucking me and grasped the base of my cock with his fingers - hard. I almost yelped at that too, but the sharp glare he was shooting me made me swallow it. The message was clear:Keep quiet if you want this tocontinue.
Obviously, wanting it to continue, I didn’t test his patienceagain.
He stroked up and down with his tongue, making me see stars. I shut my eyes tight, focusing on the hot, tight pleasure of it. He wasn’t in a hurry. His motions were languid and slow, taking in every inch of me and making sure I was satisfied. I crested a wave of pleasure and I knew I was going to finish soon, so I grasped his shoulders harder than before and whined his name before the orgasm hit. It was rough and long, making my whole body tremble and shudder before I was finally spent. Virgil didn’t wasteadrop.
He pulled off when I collapsed and crawled back up to me before taking me into his armsagain.
“How was that for an apology?” heasked.
“Good,” was all I could say through mybreathlessness.
As I reached down with a shaky hand towards his dick, Virgil murmured, “You don’t have to do that. You looktired.”
“I want to,” I insistedgrouchily.
He only smiled. “I won’t stopyou,then.”
He was rock-hard and huge. I found myself salivating at the feeling of his hot flesh in my hand as I remembered the night he thrust the entire thing inside of me. Part of me was glad we were both too exhausted to fuck properly, because I didn’t have the mental energy to lie to his face about the alpha-pill thingrightnow.
As I wrapped my fingers around his cock and stroked, he made tiny sighs and huffs into my ear. His arms were still wrapped powerfully around me. It was the closest we’d been since we arrived at the camp, and for that I was glad. I pumped him faster, building a rhythm until I heard his breathing shift into quick choppy breaths and I knew he was close. He tensed and groaned very softly as he came, then shuddered back down tonormal.
After a quick clean up, we assumed our spooning position that we’d taken before. We were both hot and sweaty, but satisfied. I was so glad the stupid tension between us was gone. I hadn’t realized how much I missed him. How much Ineededhim.
As we drifted off, my mind wandered. To the war. To the baby. My throat tightened at the thought of the latter. Virgil and I had made up, but he still didn’t know about the existence of our child. Whenwouldhe know? How long would I make him wait? Part of me wanted to jump at the opportunity right now, to turn around and just spit it out thathey, I’m actuallypregnant!
But Virgil didn’t want a child - at least, not right now. Not during a revolt against a cruel leader. A baby was only a hindrance. A burden. I should have told him earlier, after what happened with Colin, I knew that. But I was too much of a coward, and now I’d dug my grave even deeper. Now telling him was going to be evenharder.
Hating myself for my cowardice, I drifted off to a difficult sleep, and could only hope tomorrow would bring the answers I desperatelyneeded.
