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“Fucking hell,” I gritted out. With darkness enshrouding my vision and Kael everywhere else—his scent, his warmth, his touch on my sensitive flesh, the taste of his minty kiss in my mouth—I moved my fingers against my clit. I found a familiar rhythm, swirling, pressing, and teasing up and down, and then around. I dipped my fingers lower, coating my first two fingers in my own moisture and then using it to lubricate my movements. I climbed so fast, a trill of apprehension fluttered my heart. When Kael let out a sound of satisfaction and nipped the outside of my breast, I jolted right to the top of the orgasm. “Fuck, Kael,” I gasped.
“Come on baby. This is just the appetizer.”
“Oh my God,” I groaned, my fingers teasing and pulling me closer to a breaking point.
Kael continued, his voice low and encouraging. “I’m starving for you, Mattie.”
“Fuck,” I gusted, my legs tensing.
“You close?”
I nodded frantically.
“Then come for me.” I did, breaking around my fingers and tensing as a delicious metronome of pleasure pulsed from my drenched pussy up to my fingers, where I held them against the tremors. Kael kissed my temple. “You think you can hold onto that feeling?”
Breathing hard, I tried to settle my spinning, euphoric thoughts. “H-hold on?”
“I want you to remember it,” he murmured, kissing my cheekbone, my cheek, and then hovering over my lips. “Because when I make you come so hard, you see stars, I want you to remember that giving into me is so much better than relying on yourself.”
“Fu—” I started, but Kael cut me off, kissing me slowly, languorously, savoring the taste like that really had been the appetizer and he was just getting started on a ten-course meal. Without taking off my blindfold, Kael slipped his hands under my body and lifted me in a bridal carry style.
“I feel like I know the answer,” he murmured, nuzzling me in a way that was so sweet, I almost melted on the spot. “But I’m going to ask anyway to tick the boxes. Are you tested? On the pill?”
“Yes and no,” I replied, leaning against him as he carried me wherever he planned on going. “I haven’t had any access to medical care on the run. But I haven’t been sexually active, either. Not since the last time I was tested.”
Kael stopped in his tracks. “What?”
I shrugged. “It didn’t come up… much.” I couldn’t trust anyone.
“It didn’t come up,” he repeated. “Matilda Thorne, the way you talked, you made me think… fuck. You are experienced at this, right? You know this is a scene, and you know what boundaries are?”
I bristled. “Yes.”
Kael started walking again. “Why don’t I believe you?”
“I am,” I insisted. “I like sex. And I’ve had plenty of it. I had girlfriends before… everything. And a few men after.”
He juggled me in his arms, adjusting his hold, and then a door opened. I knew immediately, even though I couldn’t see it, we were in his room. Eucalyptus and the warm, comforting scent of Kael swirled around me. “Mattie, I’m about to lay into you—I’m not holding back, because you asked me not to. So, if you aren’t sure…” he trailed off.
“Don’t,” I replied vehemently. “Don’t hold back.” Kael dropped me on his bed, and I bounced with a soft, “oof,” before I felt his warmth and the hard contours of his body around mine.
“Last chance to change your mind,” he replied, his voice deep and reverberating from his chest to mine. “You have a safe word, but I know you. You’re stubborn, and I don’t want you to feel trapped by anything.”
“I want to,” I whispered. Being blindfolded was maddening. His lips were at my throat, and then my shoulder, and his hands caressed and squeezed just before his teeth nipped my nipple when I least expected it.
“Alright,” he said, dropping a kiss just above my nipple. “You asked.”
I shuddered, my thighs squeezing together as desire flared to life again. I’d had a pretty good orgasm on the couch—just knowing that he’d been watching me had been enough to get me there fast and let me down with supple ecstasy. But I knew Kael hadn’t been bluffing when he said the best was yet to come.
Literally.
Or, if not the best, then something I had never experienced before. Something darker and richer than I’d had before, and I knew that only someone like Kael, with his hard edges and steel eyes full of experience and hurt, could deliver it.
Kael twined his fingers in my hair, gathering a fistful before slowly but inexorably pulling my head all the way back until the column of my throat lay exposed and my breathing picked up. I could tell he was experienced by the hair pulling alone. He’d gathered enough hair that when he pulled, it displaced the tug and caused the faintest, tantalizing tingle to spread across my scalp.
He licked a line from the base of my throat to my pulse point. “You taste so fucking good, Mattie. I want to eat out your cunt until you scream for mercy. Do you want that?” I nodded, and he pulled my hair harder. “Yes or no.”
“Yes,” I gasped.
