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“How did you know my—”
“If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, what does someone who scorns beauty see?”
He huffs, but simple men rarely ask the right questions.
Or know the right answers.
“Whoa! These tunnels are wild.” He hadn’t noticed the incline as we continued, or the distance we travelled, but he notices now when we exit into an alley. He does not look back nor see that the wall closed up behind us.
I wish for there to be no more options for enemies sabotaging us in the future.
I wish for you to have whatever autonomy you need to help with saving Madame Mattie’s.
Granted.
“Hey!” the man snaps as I turn to face him. “What’s the answer, huh? What’s my prize?”
He does not notice that my hands have become claws. “Nothing.”
And well within my power, no one hears the man scream.
Chapter ten
Jeffrey
“Ah! Odai!”
I am so spoiled.
Odai has been pleasuring me every night before bed, during the day at some point most of the time too, and now, Monday again, knowing Madame Mattie’s will be closed for the day, he was waiting at my bedside to ask if I wanted to wish for a sweeter good morning.
When he asks, how can I refuse?
With Odai under the covers between my legs, and me in only a sleep shirt like a minidress with my briefs at my ankles, I sort of want to wish for a mirror again—above the bed this time, so I can push the covers down and see Odai between my thighs.
Is that vain? But I want to see us, even with my hair a mess and my vision blurry without my glasses.
This past week has been amazing. Tony and the hotel owner are just as excited about Odai’s ideas for joint marketing as Mr. Bevilaqua. Other businesses, some I figured would be totally skeptical or standoffish, seem interested too. It’s only a start, but it’s something. It’s hope. It’s the possibility of a future here and no longer living it alone.
And proving Cas wrong, which feels more than a little vindicating.
“Ah-ahh!”
Odai’s forked tongue twirls around my slit. The tease of one of its points slipping inside my shaft makes me sweat. And pant. And whine. But it’s not only Odai’s physical talents I’m coming to adore. Or how handsome he is. Between movies and lunch dates and just spending time together, I’m really starting to like him. He even helped me with Sudoku when he caught me killing time on an app. He likes Sudoku—a puzzle game with numbers. He’s a nerd! And he doesn’t care that I am too.
I stopped reading Mattie’s journal. It felt too much like lying to Odai, since I hadn’t told him about it. And the truth is, I don’t want to learn why Mattie betrayed him or have reason to second guess how good things are between us. I know I could just ask Odai what happened, but every time one of the past eras he experienced comes up, I’ve been shying away from asking more. I want to learn about where he came from, to know everything about him, but that means eventually learning about the other thing I haven’t pressed about.
The only man Odai ever loved.
I’m close to coming, even with Odai being very slow about bringing me to the brink. A wave of possession takes hold of me, wondering about all those others he might have been with before me, and one, only one, he said, that he ever truly loved.
It makes me want to change that.
“O-Odai…?”
“Yes, Jeffrey?”
It’s mostly been a lot of the same these past few days. Him on his knees or fondling me beneath my skirt after midnight tours, or just rutting against each other. I want to taste Odai too. “I-I-I wish… for you to feed me your cock. Not literally! Obviously. You know what I mean, right?”
