Chapter 18
Eleanor
This lilac dress must be lucky, because today is one of the best days of my life. Not only did book club go seamlessly, but the community wants more. My brain is already spinning with ideas for different book picks and themed events, perhaps even craft days too.
The prospect of coming out here every Friday night after work—schedule and workload willing—and staying all the way until Sunday evening, perhaps even Monday morning, it has me feeling all sorts of giddy. Who knew my life could be this good? That I could bethis happy?
A tiny part of me, hidden all the way in the back of my logical brain, is telling me that this can’t last forever, that something is going to go wrong, but I refuse to accept that. Right now, I’m going to stay present in this particularly delightful day and blissfully bask in what I consider to be my nirvana.
From my position on the couch, I steal yet another glance at Shinsu, taking in the concentrating furrow of his brow as he leads Bodin, Ren, and Arran on their Knights and Castles campaign across the realm to slay the monsters and rescue the princess. I’ve been pretending to read all evening, but I’ve secretly been listening in on them, enjoying the way Shinsu narrates and the clever way his brain works with this world he’s designed and the challenges his knights have to overcome.
It’s fun seeing this part of him, of witnessing him in his creative element, especially after everything that transpired between us last night. He can be so literal at times that I didn’t know he had such a gift with words. Watching him hold the guys captive with the way he weaves the narrative, and considering how I felt when my body became the object of his inspiration—hismuse—I wonder if Shinsu has ever considered writing his own book. It’s something I want to suggest to him later.
Shinsu glances up at me and catches me looking at him. His light eyes drag over my face, going lower until they rest on my breasts. The intensity in his gaze makes my heart race, my pussy giving a quick pulse at remembering his earlier promises for what to expect once the guys are gone.
I quickly cross my legs in case I start broadcasting the direction of my thoughts to his friends too, just as Arran finishes telling the guys about something his knight is doing.
The longer the game continues, the more distracted Shinsu gets. A couple of times, the guys have to repeat what they said, subtly redirecting Shinsu’s focus to them when he goes silent while his attention is on me.
My book is simply a prop to hide behind at this point as our stolen glances turn into heated stares, my body growing hotter with each lengthened perusal Shinsu gives me from across the room.
Closing my eyes, memories of last night flood my mind, and I mentally trace my body as I try to recall each comment, each compliment, as Shinsu showered me with praise. I think about the sensation of his hand, the whisper of his words, the feeling of surrender as Shinsu guided me over the edge and I truly realized I was in love with him.
My eyes flow open at the thought of telling him that, only to find Shinsu already watching me.
Our gazes meet.
They hold.
Shinsu’s jaw ticks as the moment stretches, his chest rising and falling faster and faster.
My heart speeds up too and my breathing grows shallow as Shinsu’s eyes darken, his scales becoming more pronounced on his arms and his neck.
Ren pushes his chair back. “Thank you for a fun evening, but we’ve got to go. We’ll pick this up again next Saturday.”
Bodin looks at Ren, then at Shinsu, and also stands up. “Thank you for a delicious meal. Good to see you again, Eleanor.”
Arran takes a minute to catch up, then finally pushes his chair back too. “Oh, I see. Have a good evening.”
Shinsu doesn’t say anything as they leave. He remains seated as more scales appear, his gaze still firmly locked on mine as the guys’ voices grow fainter outside.
Every second that passes, my pussy gets wetter, my nipples hard as they push against the fabric of the dress. My whole body is strung tight, anticipation coiled as I wait for Shinsu to set me free.
“Nori,” Shinsu nearly growls, his chest heaving as he takes a long sniff. “Is your cunt feeling needy?”
“Yes,” I whisper back, my pussy feeling unbearably empty.
“What do you need, my muse?”
“You.”
In a flash, Shinsu is up and rushing across the room, his mouth crashing against mine as he pulls me into his arms. Helifts me up by the back of my thighs, wraps my legs around his waist, and then he’s carrying me up the stairs, his steps hasty but sure as I kiss, lick, and nibble on every inch of skin I can reach.
Shinsu lays me down on the bed, his mouth trailing down my throat and over my chest before he pulls my dress down, freeing my breasts. “Look at these gorgeous tits,” he says, lowering his head and sucking a nipple into his mouth.
I gasp at the sensation, my back arching. “That feels so good, Shinsu.”
“I love the way my name sounds when you say it,” he rasps, moving up to kiss me again while his hands knead my breasts.
