I know she’s seeing a dopey, crooked smile on my face as my dick takes the opportunity to twitch of its own accord, and it feels like all the blood rushes to fill my other head, leaving my brain with only enough sense to groan.
“So you like that? How about this?” she asks as she reaches for my shirt. Swiftly yanking it over my head, she disposes of it by throwing it across the room. Pausing, she takes in the sight of me, and instead of leaning in to kiss me, she meets my eyes with worry.
“Don’t worry, Rez. It’s nothing. I swear they don’t hurt, and it happened eons ago,” I reassure her in a rush, trying to convince her the scars along my torso look worse than they are.
“What happened?” Her hand lingers above the worst one along my rib cage, the one I almost died from.
Flashes of that night hit me out of nowhere, and I painfully swallow the sudden lump in my throat. It’s not that it bothers me to talk about it, but how do I explain what happened without making it seem as gruesome as it was? I mean, I almost died that night, and it’s only because War gave me blood that I am alive today.
“Hey, you don’t have to tell me if it’s too painful. I didn’t mean to bring up an uncomfortable memory,” Rez gently reminds me, grabbing my attention by running her finger along my jaw and pulling me out of the memory.
Giving her a crooked smile, I explain, “No. It’s not that it’s painful per say. It’s just been so long I didn’t expect the memories to hit me that hard.” Grabbing her other hand that’s not on my rib, I kiss the back of it as I focus back on the beautiful girl before me.
“I was out with my Lord while he was entertaining guests during a full moon. I was one of his guards, and that night he was due to fight in the games he was hosting. We didn’t know it, but there was an attack planned, and I was the only guard left. See, it was an honor to be the hand guard, as we called it. I guess you guys call it a bodyguard now. But I was the one that was right next to him. I thought his flanks were protected, so I was watching his back and I saw the glint of the sword too late to stop it. All I could do was throw myself in front of it,” I explain, watching as tears fall from her beautiful gray eyes. “Hey! No crying. I am fine. I’m better than fine. I have the beautiful, sassy, and sexy Rez in my lap, torturing my dick,” I tease, smiling when she snorts.
Leaning forward, I cradle her face in my palms and gently kiss her. The moans and sharp inhales she makes are music to my ears, and she tries to control the kiss by grabbing my jaw and trying to deepen it. Nipping at her lips, she groans in frustration as I play with her. A wild Rez is what I want, and I know her sassiness is desperate to come out.
“Are you playing with me?” she questions between nibbles and kisses.
“Of course,” I let out a rough laugh. “Who knows how long I’ll be permitted out of my station. I have to enjoy this while I can,” I tell her, groaning when I don’t feel her lips but her teeth biting into the soft flesh of my lip. For the rest of my existence, I will envy her lips every time she sets her teeth to them.
“Don’t put that juju out there,” she chastises, smiling before taking my lips again in a fierce kiss. I groan into her mouth as her nails dig into my shoulder, and her hips start rocking along my length.
Fuck!
I hear Rez giggle and realize that I either cursed out loud, or she’s listening in on my thoughts. I’ve never been intimate with someone that can hear my thoughts, so this should be interesting. Suddenly, she pulls back, leaving me cold and chasing after her like a lost puppy until she giggles again, and my eyes snap open. I immediately die.
Yep! I have officially died and gone to heaven.
Rez is sitting in my lap, topless. Where has her shirt gone? Who the fuck cares? Because my dick gets harder than Australian Buloke. It’s becoming so painful I’m about to reach down and adjust, when Rez slides down my legs and leans over my waist.
“Do you have a name for your sword?” she teases with a smile.
“Excalibur.” She quirks an eyebrow, not believing me. “He’s legendary. Wanna give him a try?” I taunt, thrusting my hips a few times.
“I plan to. Let’s see if he lives up to his name.”
She quickly pulls off my sweats, and I’m extremely glad I didn’t try the modern day underwear.
Talk about easy access.
“Holy Shit. Legendary is right,” she breathes, wide-eyed as she reaches for my cock, wrapping her fingers around my base. “I can’t even wrap my fingers around you. Are you sure his name isn’t Destroyer?” Before I can reply, a guttural moan is ripped from my throat as she slowly licks up my shaft, before swirling her tongue around the head.
Damn.
Her mouth feels like heaven as she sucks and licks me like a lollipop. If this is to be my last moment before I get sucked back into my position, I will gladly take it. This is what it's like to be worshipped by a sexual goddess. She teases without being a tease, and she doesn’t even know it. Her eyes look up at me between the mass of curls on her head and she moans, then she does this amazing thing with that tongue ring. She flicks it up and down along the edge of my head, vibrating it. With that metal ball, she swirls it just underneath my sweet spot, adding extra pressure, and almost makes my eyes roll back in my head.
‘Fates have mercy, Rez. You’re going to make me come.’
Her smirk is the only reply I get, so of course I do what any insane man does and gently pull her off me.
“That’s not how I want to experience you for the first time,” I say, catching my breath, my chest heaving and covered in a fine sheen of sweat.
“Who said you would get another chance?” Her cockiness doesn’t disappoint.
“Well. If that’s the case, I definitely want to go out on a bang and not a whimper.” I smirk, reaching up and grabbing her around the waist, a yelp of surprise falling from her slightly swollen lips. Pulling her down on top of me and rolling us, I take in the beauty of Rez as she laughs at my antics.
Let’s see her laughing after this.
