“Curl them,” I urged her. “Reach for it.”
She thrashed her head. Defeat strangled the bond as she told me without words that it wasn’t working. She was so close. Fuck, so was I just from watching her. My own fingers brushedhers as I slid a digit in with her two. Her eyes flew open as a guttural moan fought its way free.
“Put those fingers to work on your clit, princess. I’ve got you here.”
It didn’t take long after that. Two circles and a curl of my finger had her shattering into a million pieces. My smug pride didn’t last long. I pushed away from her with some mumbled excuse and ran to the shower to finish myself off.
I didn’t give her a chance to cheapen what we had done with her denials. The shower stall and steam surrounded me before I even knew that my dick and I were right on the edge.
Eryn
“There. Now you know.”
Those were Kaiden’s last words, spit almost harshly as he left me and disappeared into the ensuite. Seconds later, I heard the shower running. I wasn’t completely naive; I knew what he was doing in there. His arousal saturated our bond, reigniting mine even after what he wrung from my body.
How would he react if I offered to help? He’d never expected anything from me before, but would he if I instigated it? For once, his lack of demands made me want to act. I stripped off the rest of my clothes, double-checking that my bandage was sealed, and crept into the bathroom.
The small space was too foggy to see much besides the marble counters, but I followed the sound of running water until my palms landed on the glass shower. I opened the doorand steam rolled out, clearing enough for me to catch my first real look at Kaiden’s cock. Gods above, he was huge.
And thick.
His fist pumped the shaft all the way to the swollen, ruby tip. A small bead of cum called to me where it was smeared just beneath his navel, and a light trail of hair led me right back down. I swallowed. He was close if the sounds of near pain were any indication.
“Feeling brave?” he growled. “Or just here to watch?”
His eyes flared when my tongue darted out to wet my lips. The tip of him was leaking, and I wanted a taste. I reached out, not in control of my own movements, and he groaned again, snapping me out of it. I didn’t know what I was doing.
By his less-than-smooth motions, he didn’t have much control left, and I wanted to be the one to get him there like he’d done for me. But what if he didn’t like it? Kaiden caught my wrist as I pulled away. He tugged me forward. Together, he wrapped our hands around his cock, then guided us up and down, using more pressure than I expected.
I gave a tentative but stronger squeeze, and his knees buckled. For something so smooth and silken to the touch, his cock could take more pressure than I thought possible. At least I didn’t have to worry about breaking it.
“Brush your thumb over the head,” he whispered harshly, his voice pitched an octave so low that I had to make sure it was really him I held in my hand.
The pad of my thumb traced the slit at the tip of his cock, gathering the thick fluid my grip milked. I brought my hand to my mouth and groaned at the taste. A little salty, but not as bad as I’d heard multiple girls complain about. Before I could second-guess myself, I dropped to my knees.
Down here, the spray of the shower soaked my entire side inseconds, but I didn’t care. I reached for him once more, only for him to stop me.
“We probably shouldn’t do this.” It looked like it pained him to say it. Was he worried he pressured me into it? He didn’t.
“I want to make you feel good,” I said, gripping him once more. His hips jerked as I slid a hand up his length.
“Fuck,” he moaned, his hand stopping me again. “What I mean is, wecan’tkeep doing this if you’re going to continue to lie about it meaning something.” His entire body shook from holding back, but he didn’t release my hand. “Because it fucking does. It means something to me.”
That’swhat had him so on edge this week? I only meant we couldn’t complete the bond. It was a defense mechanism and more for myself—to keep my senses when he tried his best to obliterate them. Gods, I hadn’t meant tohurthim. But I had.
I felt it now, like a tear in the bond. It throbbed in a similar way to a wound. I wasn’t ready to sign my life away or to tie myself to him forever, but everything we’d done, including this right here, wasn’t an empty action. I was scared to look too closely at what exactly it meant, but it wasn’t nothing. I hated that I ever uttered those words out loud.
“Can you admit it?” He asked after what I was sure was a close monitor of my emotions. I nodded. “I need the words, Eryn.”
“It means something,” I admitted.
He grabbed my hair and wrapped it around his fist. The grip was tight enough to sting as my curls were pulled at the roots, and I cried out as he tipped my head back. His cock sat right in front of me, the tip rubbing around my lips.
“Then open up, princess. Show me what you can do.”
With only the head in my mouth, I knew it would be an effort to take him all the way down, but dammit, I was determined to try. He was thick on my tongue, and I lapped at himlike he was my favorite candy before sucking hard, hollowing my cheeks.
A snarl left his throat, and I knew I’d done something right. It was instinct I followed as I licked and nibbled my way to the base. Both my hands wrapped around him next as I took him as deep as I could, swallowing when he hit too far back so I wouldn’t gag.
