“I-,” she breathed a moan so beautiful he felt himself slipping. “Erys…you…so good.”
“You too, baby,” he moaned into her ear. “You’re fuckin’ mine. Hear me?”
Remedy grabbed his dog tags and pulled him down, sending him deeper into her depths. “I- mmm. I can’t.”
“You can,” he coached. “Take that dick like you a good girl, Remedy.”
“I-I’m not good, Erys. I’m bad,” Remedy moaned, her yoni squeezing his throbbing dick the way he liked. That was going to make him kill anything that stood against her.
“You bad?” he teased, stroking her so good there was a mess between them.
Remedy used all the strength she had before he made her tap out and flipped him over. Ass bouncing, hips swirling, walls squeezing him, Remedy looked him in the face and smirked. “You tell me.”
His hands found her breast, his lip nipped, watching her ride him like a beat. “Badder than a muhfucka. Ride your shit.”
“Oh, you want me to claim this?” Remedy purred, smirking before throwing her head back.
“Cover that baby.”
Erys felt himself inching toward the edge and his control slipping. Remedy was going to be the only person in life to unnerve him. And when she did, she was going to stand there with that beautiful smile on her face as she watched him turn into everything she needed him to be. The same for her.
He turned her over, ass up, strawberry-shaped birthmark earning its lick and nip. “Got me kissing your ass.”
“Don’t stop doing it,” she moaned.
Erys dragged his tongue over her cheeks, between her crack and slurped up the essence coming from her swollen center. “She throbbing. Shit is perfect.”
“Come back inside. I want to feel all of you,” Remedy purred. “Dive in.”
“Hold on,” Erys grunted, smacking her ass, gripping her hips and diving back in.
“Shiiitttt,” Remedy slurred.
Erys nipped his lip. “Throw that pretty ass back, let me see it smile at me.”
Holding onto the bed sheets, Remedy threw it back, twerked, grinded, and pressed her ass against him. Every stroke sheens of her covered him. Erys pumped until the evidence of her ownership of him turned the sheen into a milky coat.
Remedy shivered and Erys groaned.
“Look at that shit,” he shuddered.
Erys watched her fuck him back until every spurt of his seed was drained from him. He dropped to his back and Remedy moved between his legs. In one suction, she pulled his dick into her mouth and sucked, licked and slurped until the evidence of their romp was nonexistent.
Spent, she dropped into the pillows behind him. “Is that enough or are you going to wake me up in a couple hours? Because I don’t mind.”
“Say less.”
18
She’d given up trying to keep her blowout intact. Hair back in a bun, the sweet soreness lingering in every step she took etched a soft smile over her face. Before, she’d force herself out of this space. Now, she was welcoming the changes. As frightening as embracing it was, she’d decided she was going to let it happen.
She welcomed the subtle changes she could see. Shoulders not hiked up to her neck, her face void of the scowl and her eyes starting to shine again. Day by day, the fear she gripped so tightly to seemed to dissolve, piece by frightened piece. Remedy never had the vision of her flourishing. All she saw from her lenses was survival. She just had to make it to the next day and everything would be fine.
Going along to get along would never get you anywhere you were supposed to be. Remedy was finding in each passing moment that her path was already laid out for her and she only had to walk it. Not walking it meant the life had left her body and she’d fought too hard to stay alive.
“Mm,” Erys groaned softly. That lopsided grin pierced his cheek with a dimple. “Back to the bun I see.”
“Safe to say we should give up the blowouts if you’re going to hold me hostage in here every night.” Her eyes automatically found his in the mirror.
