Page 24 of Hidden Fates

“This is amazing,” she groans, devouring the fried peanut butter and jelly she ordered. I wink, offering her a bite of my roasted vegetable grilled cheese. “Oh, that’s good too.”

Her love for food is almost as endearing as the pleased sounds she makes as she eats.

Stuffed to the brim, she slides her empty plate to the center of the table and stretches. Her arm drops to her stomach and her shoulders slump.

Nope, today is not for stressing about her weight.

Throwing money on the table, I pull her out of her seat and tuck her beneath my arm. We exit the shop and head down the street to our next destination. Distracting her before she can spiral.

“Time to buy my gorgeous mate all the pretty things.” I declare, pulling open the door to a local boutique.

I stumbled across an ad for their pop-up lingerie event this weekend and immediately knew I had to bring Skye. The fantasy designs are perfect for her, offering her usual whimsy in a sexier font.

Mannequins line the back of the shop, each showcasing one of the twelve pieces on sale today. A banner hangs above them, emblazoned with the brand name ‘Moonlight Knottiness’.

Skye gasps, fingers reaching out to brush against the edge of an embroidered bodycage in a shade of green that matches her eyes.

We are definitely getting that one.

“These are gorgeous.” Her feet shuffle to the next mannequin. It is wearing an intricate jeweled bodychain, the breasts shaped like wings. “Oh, Em, I’m in love.”

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I knock my head against hers and whisper in her ear, “Model them for me?” Color flushes her cheeks, but she reaches out to pick her favorites.

Waving over the store’s attendant, I prepay for the outfits Skye picks. The employee gives me a small catalogue in case we want to order anything that wasn’t available in store today.

With a murmur of thanks, I follow my mate. My dick swells in anticipation, and I have to adjust myself after I pull the door shut, locking us into the small six-by-six room. I quickly settle into the chair in the corner and watch in awe as my mate slowly strips.

Each outfit is more tormenting than the last. Tiny sheer nightdresses, busty babydolls, and the green bodycage all earn groans of approval as she models them for me.

The last piece she pulls on is silver and cups her breasts in elegant swirls.

“Fucking hell,” I whisper, nails biting into the arm of the chair to stop myself from reaching out and pulling her onto my lap.

The rest of the pack had better thank me when she wears them.

Nibbling her lip, she adds a pair of faux feather wings that lie against her shoulders. They’re black, making her look like a fallen angel when her white-blonde hair brushes them.

“Do you like it?”

She spins slowly, and my control snaps. My hands wrap around her waist and drag her to me. Our mouths meet in a messy kiss that’s all tongue and teeth. Her hips jerk against mine, a needy moan falling from her lips. I can feel the slick leaking through my jeans, the feel of it turning me on.

“You’re a goddess, and I cannot wait to worship you,” I rasp as she undoes my buckle and pulls my length out. She’s already naked except for the bodycage, so it takes mere seconds for her to line us up and slide down onto me.

Wet warmth grips me in a vice, stealing the breath from my lungs. “That’s it, sweetheart, ride me.”

Each lift of her hips is blissful agony. Fire burns through my core, fingers flexing around her waist as I hold her above me and pound up into her.

Nails scratch at the back of my neck, tugging on my hair as she cries out. “Em- Yes. Oh, I’m- Emmett.”

I don’t stop when she comes, forcing her to keep taking me until I hurtle over the edge, my cum spilling deep inside her. The lights dance as my eyes fall closed, a choked moan pressing to her skin as my dick jerks.

When we’ve caught our breath, she climbs off my lap, wincing when our combined release leaks down her thighs. Chuckling, I grab her bag and use a wipe to clean us both up.

She takes the bodycage off and gets dressed before returning to my lap. I hold her close, enjoying how she snuggles against me while we search through Moonlight Knottiness’ catalogue.

In the end, she picks several other pieces. We order them before heading back to the car to head to the next stop for our date. It’s an hour outside of Starburgh, so I swing through a drive-thru and grab us both a drink for the road.

Listening to Skye sing along with the radio, a huge smile on her face, is the highlight of my day.