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“Yeah?” He wraps his arms around me, burying his face in my hair, and circles his hips, grinding against my clit. “Then cum for me, beautiful. Cum for me right… now.” His breath hitches as my orgasm rips through my body. There is no foreplay when we’re together, no promises or plans for forever, just raw need and the knowledge that any happiness we find together can only ever be short-lived. We will always hide in the shadows.
“Alara.” He chokes out my name, picking up his pace, slamming into me over and over while the tremors continue to rack my small body. “I’m –” he stutters, and I can feel his cock swell inside me. “I’m going to cum.”
“Fall into me, Cal.” I cling to him, holding him as tightly as possible, wishing we could stay like this. Here. Alone. “You’re safe. I love you.”
He slows and then stills. I can still feel his cock twitching inside of me, his cum warm and running down the crack of my ass and onto the clean sheet beneath us, but I don’t care.
“I’m so fucking sorry,” he whispers into my hair, and I know what’s coming next.
“Don’t.” I turn my face, kissing his neck, feeling him retreating into the role society expects of him, and I hate it.
“Your father is right. I’m fucking ruining you.” He rolls off of me, snatches a towel from the table, and cleans us both up, avoiding my gaze.
“Cal…” I wait patiently for him to make eye contact with me. “My father is touched in the head. And he married a set of triplets. So don’t let him get to you.”
“Go get a shower, and I’ll handle dinner.” He leans over, dropping a kiss on my forehead, trying to change the subject, and I let him, knowing his guilt isn’t letting up today.
“Okay,” I sit up, gathering the sheet around my body, suddenly feeling far too exposed under the weight of his regret. “But only if it’s pizza.”
“I think I can handle that.” He glances back up at me with a big grin and takes my hand. “I love you, Alara. The world around us may be screaming how wrong it is, but my love for you… it drowns all of them out. I would die for you.”
“I know that, Cal.” I lift his hand to my lips, kissing each letter of my name tattooed across his knuckles, and then look up from under my lashes with a bratty grin. “But I’ll never let that happen. I would rather sit atop the ashes, bleeding with you, than bear one second on this rock without you. Now, go make my pizza before I change my mind.”
I stand up, swinging my hips as I saunter from our room to the bathroom, letting the sheet fall away from my body as I go. Intentionally tempting him. Needing to know that he doesn’t regret what we’ve grown into. Not truly. Not where it counts.
“Fuck,” he chokes out behind me, and my heart sings. “You’re killing me, Alara.”
“Oh yeah?” I look back over my shoulder with a wink, and he jumps from the bed, rushes toward me, tosses me over his shoulder, and carries me into the shower. “So no pizza, then?” I tease.
“I’ll still make you dinner, beautiful girl.” He turns on the water, sits me down under the warm stream, and grips my ass, pulling me flush against his hard, wet body. “But first, I’m going to teach your bratty ass a lesson.”
“Oh yeah?” I bite my lower lip, slowly dragging it between my teeth until it pops free. “Well then, Cal, Show me what you’ve got in mind.”
“Fuck.” I moan as I watch him lower to his knees and bury his face between my thighs. “Cal, I-I –” My body trembles, and I struggle to stay standing.
“Don’t you dare cum yet, Alara,” he mutters against the tender flesh. “If you cum again so early, I will take your ass and your pussy before I feed you.” He buries one and then two fingers in my cunt, curling them into my g-spot.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck.” I tremble, trying to fight the urge to fall apart, and he spins me around, pressing my face against the cool tile wall.
“Can I –” He stands and teases my ass with the head of his cock, and I jerkily nod.
“I’m yours, Cal.”
He snatches the lube from the shower shelf, shaking and squeezing a generous amount into the palm of his hand, spreading it over his cock before sliding two lube-covered fingers into my ass.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck.” I pant, pushing against the burning stretch, knowing his cock is far bigger than two fingers. “Just… just do it,” I beg, a moan ripping from our throats simultaneously as he fully slides into my ass.
“Are you okay, Alara?” He stills, waiting for me to adjust to his size.
“Yeah –” I cough. “I mean, yes.” I take a few deep breaths before pushing back into him.
“God damn, your ass is so fucking tight.” He slowly moves in and out, careful not to start too rough. That was a mistake we made early on, but not now. Now he knows my body better than his own, taking his time to read and memorize every one of my reactions to him. My body is his, and my pleasure is all he needs to find his own. Maybe it’s our shared blood, or maybe it’s just love, but either way, we were made for each other.
“Cal?” I beg, pushing against him to meet every thrust, not allowing him to slow for fear of hurting me, forcing him to find his orgasm faster than he had intended.
“You’re going to pay for that, my beautiful girl.” He growls, pulsing inside me. “I’m going to clean you, feed you, and then fuck all of your holes over and over until the sun rises. Understand?”
“Uh-huh.” I grin, turning so he can wash my hair.
