I’m working on it.
Never nibbles her lip and rubs her hands together in her lap, then along her thighs, gripping them. I love how nervous she is. She fidgets with Milo’s ring, spinning it. “What if I do it wrong?”
“I punish you.”
She looks to the side, then back up at me with big eyes and a crack of a smile. “How?”
“First I’d have you kneel like you are right now. Then I’d chain your arms behind your back and press your face to the floor.”
“Oh.” She considers her punishment with a neutral nod, but inside she’s hot as fuck again, passing all her desire to me.
“I’m not done.” I pinch her nipple. She startles at the sudden touch, and I want to cut her squeal short with my cock in her mouth. I twist andlet go. “Then, I’d spank you with my knife and make you say ‘pussy’ a thousand times.”
“No,” she gasps. “You wouldn’t.”
“I would. And make you count each one while I lick the blood dripping down your ass and thighs. But as much as I’d enjoy punishing you, your lips around me could never be wrong. That will all have to wait. Right now, open that mouth for me.”
Her relief rolls through me, confidence swelling in her chest. She grants me the smallest nod and lies face-down next to me, her ass wiggling, head hovering over my lap. Steam rises around us. I grab a fistful of her hair and hold her in place while I position myself below her lips. She doesn’t know how badly I needed her, how all of Kelter’s urges from linking were forced upon me. How my body shook with need while he held her through one cruel night after another.
I was keeping her warm,Kelter fumes.
With your dick against her ass?
I couldn’t help that, but I was respectful. Would you have preferred it in her face?
Godsdamn him.
She stalls. “What if I suck you so perfectly that you never want to fuck me again?”
I laugh. “Impossible. There’s nothing like being inside your tight pussy, feeling you pulsing around me. Your heat. How wet you get. I’ll never give that up. I’ll fill every hole of yours until the end of time.”
“But not love me.”
No,youcan’t love me.But I keep that response to myself this time. “Exactly.”
She blows on my tip, her lips forming a small circle I want to bust through. “Why can’t I love you?”
Fuck.Because I wasn’t supposed to fall for you. Because I’m cursed, and you loving me back will trigger an even worse part of the curse. Because it’s so much easier to hold you at a distance and control your heart when you have no idea how much I want to be yours.
“I have my reasons. There are things you don’t know.”Like how I can feel everything you feel.I started to tell her, but she didn’t know I really meant it, that I’m not simply good at guessing her emotions.
“No.” She locks her fingers around me, watching in fascination asthe first drop of pre-come glides down. “I’m asking why I’m incapable of loving you, even when I want to?”
Kelter groans.You’re so fucked. Both of you.
I flinch. Her question is like a knife through my heart. Knowing she wants to love me makes it that much more real. And dangerous. I can’t let go of her heart. Ever. Can’t let her see what I feel for her. I press the slippery head past her lips with a jerk of my hips. “Don’t waste that mouth on questions I won’t answer.”
She startles, freezing in place and crossing her eyes to stare at the intrusion. Her hand tightens. Steam swirls around her, the air thick. It’d be hard to breathe, but the minerals make each breath as effortless as they make the water slippery.
“Eyes up here,” I say. She tilts her head back and to the side, careful not to release me, the tip pushing against the inside of her cheek. The sight makes me want to climb on top of her and ram into her face. “Such a good girl.”
Her shoulders loosen, and she swirls her tongue over me, getting used to the feel of me inside her mouth. I hold back from shoving her head all the way down. It’s not easy to control my strength, and I’m sick with desire after days of constant urges. And I want this. I want to fuck her perfect mouth. All I have are memories from past lives. I pull her hair tighter into my fist and massage her jaw, then her throat, sliding my thumb up and down and imagining myself all the way inside.
“Take me deeper. Slowly.”
She looks away and focuses on the task, pushing me farther inside, working her lips down my length until she can’t fit anymore. And it’s such a perfect thing to watch inch after inch disappear past her lips. She’s so quiet I let out a low chuckle.
Her head pulls back instantly. “The balls you have to laugh at me with your cock between my teeth. What the fuck is so funny?”
