“Don’t ask,” she starts, practically cooing at me, “if it’s gonna fit?”
Which just makes me laugh out loud. “Yeah. That.”
“Well, it’s a valid question.”
This is when I catch on that she wants me to fuck her with this new, improved dick of mine.
And I have to say, I’m quite turned on about the whole thing. Because suddenly, it hits me. Like I was on a timer. Something cooking that is now done.
Iampower.
Yesterday, I felt fit.
But today, I feel solid.
Without hesitation, I reach down, grab Jasina by the waist, and throw her over my shoulder. She feels like… nothing. Lighter than a feather.
But that’s not true. She’s the same weight, it’s not her who’s changed. It’s me. I’m just so much stronger now, she might as well be air.
She squeals with delight as I carry her into the shower and set her down. This is when I notice her outfit. She’s wearing a very sexy, light-green chemise that onlyhintsat covering her body. It’s so sheer, I can see every bit of her wide, round breasts. They’re firm, pressing up against the see-through silk top. Which is so short, you can’t even call it a top. The fabric ends at the tip of her nipples where golden tassels bounce with even the slightest movement.
The panties are just as tiny. Leaving nothing to the imagination.
“What the hell are you wearing?”
She wiggles, making the tassels jump. “Do you like it?” Then she laughs, because it’s a rhetorical question. “They’ve got the best shops here, Finn.”
I’m nodding as I reach over and turn the shower on. “I fuckin’ love it. I never want you to take it off.” And then I grab her hand and lead her under the water. Watching with a hunger I’ve felt before, as it saturates the silk and sticks to her body.
Then, again, with no effort at all, I reach down and slip my hand under her ass, lifting her up as I push her back against the tiled wall. She wraps her legs around me, ready for whatever comes next.
I love this about Jasina Bell. She likes to be fucked.
And when I push myself inside her, I burn the look of pleasure on her face into my memory. Thrusting in to her, making her squeal, and moan, and bite me, right on the shoulder, as she comes.
I let go as well, gritting my teeth, closing my eyes, spilling everything inside her.
Then I’m grabbing her head, kissing her, whispering promises.
“You will never be alone again. You will never be afraid again. You will never be sacrificed.”
After the fucking and showering is over, I dry Jasina off with a soft towel and put her back in bed—naked—and kiss her on the cheek. “Have fun exploring today. I’ll see you tonight. If you really want to make my day, let me find you like this when I get home.”
She smiles, chuckling, eyes already closed, already dozing. Happy. Which fills me with joy. Because I’m doing it right this time. I’m doing it all right.
Then I dress and leave.
Ready for augmentation, day two.
Cormac doesn’t meetme this morning. I am on my own as I walk through the God’s Tower doors, and this time, it doesn’t feel so jarring. I know my way to the lab—mostly. Only getting turned around once, but no one comes to save me, and I like that.
I feel back in charge of myself for the first time since learning of my father’s death.
When I arrive at the lab, Xi is standing in the middle of the room, looking up at the cage that hangs above the sleek, metal table.
He turns when he hears me enter. “I wasn’t sure you’d be back.”
I pause, feeling every change that’s happened over the last twenty-four hours. “Why wouldn’t I be back?”
