“It’s complicated,” I start, and know that’s a bullshit excuse. I pull my purse off my shoulder and dig out my wallet. I don’t carry much cash with me, but I have fifteen dollars to give him. Not all homeless people are frauds or people looking for handouts.
“Thank you,” the homeless man says. “God bless.”
Hasan looks from the man to me, and I know he’s thinkingthat’s it?I give him a wry smile and take his hand, continuing our walk down the street. The world today is better in many ways than it was before, but not everything has improved.
* * *
Hasan takes my hand,slowly walking from the car to the house. We had fun tonight, and this whole going out thing is easily going to become a habit.
“Maybe tomorrow we all can—” I cut off, feeling the air around me suddenly get cold.
“Ace?” Hasan goes into defense mode, pulling his shirt over his head and ripping off the concealment charm. His wings fill the space between us. I wait a beat and nothing happens.
“Never mind. I thought I felt something.” I crane my neck, looking around the yard. “But I don’t see anything.”
“Here,” he says, and scoops me up. He spreads his wings and takes off, flying up and landing on the roof. It’s his go-to spot for keeping watch over the yard, and the vantage point up here is amazing. But I don’t have wings, and if I fall, there’s nothing I can do but crash to the ground.
He hooks his arm around my waist, keeping me steady. “Do you see anything?”
“No.” I shake my head and scan the yard. “But this is cool. A little, uh, nerve-racking, but cool.” I carefully sit down, feeling the rough shingles beneath me, and let out a breath.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing…yet.” I look up with a half-smile. “Let’s not spoil a good night.”
“It won’t spoil it.” He sits next to me. “I want to know what’s going on in there.” Gently, he taps the side of my head.
“Opening that can of worms could take all night.”
“Can of worms?”
“It’s an expression that basically means a mess…which is kinda how I feel like my life is going in some aspects,” I admit both to him and to myself for the first time. “Don’t get me wrong, I finally feel like I’m where I’m supposed to be, and having you guys fills the void, but I have these powers and using them hurts more than it helps.”
“That’s not true. And you just discovered you had powers. It takes years to learn how to practice magic.”
“Well, I’m impatient, I guess.” I look up at him with a smile. “I don’t know how you guys are so confident in me all the time. I know what I’m good at and what I’m not, and magic…magic is one of the things I’m not good at.”
“Not yet.” He wraps his arms around me and presses down onto the roof with his heels, twisting so he can kiss me. “You should have confidence in yourself when it comes to magic, Ace. You are powerful and I find it so hot.” I can feel him smile as he kisses me again. “Did I say that right?”
“You did,” I mumble, wrapping my arms around his neck. I’m scared we’re going to fall, but confident he’ll catch me and spread his wings, gliding us down to the ground before we crash. I break away from his kisses to look down, finding the danger a turn on.
He does too.
Kissing me once more before getting up, Hasan takes my hand and helps me walk along the line of the roof, stopping once we get to the large stone chimney at the edge of the house. He picks me up, moving fast, and pushes my back up against it, hands slipping down to my thighs. I fasten my arms around his neck, kissing him hard.
“You’re the most incredible person I’ve ever met,” he whispers, hands moving to the button on my jeans. “I used to think love was bullshit. I didn’t see the point in relationships. But you, Ace…you make me believe in things I didn’t think were real.”
My lips part and my breath leaves me, heart swelling in my chest. We kiss again, and Hasan undoes my pants. He slips his hand down the front of my panties, deft fingers rubbing over my clit. I hold onto him tight, back pressed against the fireplace.
Keeping one hand on his shoulder, I bring the other down his chest, going for the tie on the athletic pants he’s wearing. I pull it loose and sweep my hand down further, feeling his monster cock through his pants. My pussy quivers at the thought of that big thing entering me, filling every inch and stroking me in just the right way.
He inserts a finger, going right for my sweet spot, and I bring my hands up again, holding onto him as he finger-fucks me. It doesn’t take long until I’m ready to come, and I madly tug his pants down and take a hold of his cock. I widen my legs and he lifts me up, the tip of his big dick already rubbing me.
As Hasan holds me up with ease, I arch my back and sink down on his cock, moaning loudly. Gripping him tight, I buck my hips, bringing myself closer and closer to orgasm. He spreads his wings out for balance, pushing me against the chimney, and thrusts in hard and deep, over and over until I dig my nails into his skin, biting his shoulder to silence the moan trying to escape my lips. I come so hard wetness drips down my thighs, and only a moment later, he comes hard as well.
“Don’t let go,” I pant when he sets me down.
“I won’t. I’ll never let you go.”
