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“Who? Tell me and I’ll kill him.”
“What?”
“I want to know who you slept with.”
“Which time?” I raise a brow, deliberately provoking him and he growls. His finger, which I had somehow forgotten about, curls to hit that magic spot I can never quite reach and I gasp.
“No fair!”
“I hate that anyone’s been here before me.”
“You didn’t want me,” I gasp again as Kaiden uses my body to take out his frustrations. I try to sound firm, pissed off, matter of fact, but I fear it comes out sounding needy and weak.
I should probably be kicking him from my bed – and my life once and for all – right now, but I can’t when every muscle in my body is coiled and primed for release.
My body is pathetically eager to fall apart for him, as easily as my heart did.
“You know nothing, little doe.” He takes the sting out of his words with a kiss which momentarily distracts me from the second finger he adds. Fuck, it feels too much, and at the same time, I somehow want more.
For this? For a release? I’m not above begging. It doesn’t make me weak. After all that I’ve been through I refuse to feel guilty for sleeping with my enemy. I have every right to experience sex whenever and however I can.
It’s just sex.
“Kaiden, please.”
“Not until you come for me. Come all over my fingers, and then my face, and then I’ll feed you my nice thick cock. I need to get you ready for me babygirl, and one orgasm just ain’t gonna cut it.”
Fuck me sideways, his words should not turn me on like they do. Nor should they trigger my release. With a muffled cry, I do exactly what he says and spill my release all over his hand. The strength of my orgasm forces his fingers from my pussy and he gapes at me in shock.
“You just ejected me,” he gasps, sounding affronted.
“So? That’s normal, right?”
“It’s never happened to me before.” I blaze green with envy. He hates that I slept with someone besides him? Apparently that possessive jealousy goes both ways. “Your muscles must be fucking strong. I can’t wait to feel you clamping down and squeezing the life out of my dick.”
I almost blush at his words but I’m distracted by the way he brings his fingers up to his lips.
It’s sinful the way his silver eyes bore into mine as he licks himself clean of me. I can’t even fight my blush when he mouths “delicious” at me with a wicked grin.
He doesn’t give me time to recover though, kissing me deeply so I taste myself on his tongue, and then moving south so that his head is between my legs. If he sees my scars he doesn’t comment, but maybe he’s just too fixated on the prize to notice or care.
He eats me like he’s at a fancy banquet sampling the best cuisine the world has to offer. He has all the skills and finesse of a nobleman well versed with fancy dinners, but devours me like a starved savage. All I can do is fist my hands in the sheets, cling on for dear life and get dragged along for the ride all while trying to remember how to fucking breathe.
His cum-covered face is triumphant when I come back down to earth.
“What?” I pant, too sated to be defensive or paranoid about the look he’s giving me.
“You’re a fucking screamer, babygirl,” he says with a grin. If only you knew, I think.
“I fucking love it. I know you just woke your entire flat up, but how about we try for the whole block?”
If I’m honest, I kind of just want to go to sleep now. I feel so damn good, so much better than I’ve ever made myself feel, and I sure as fuck don’t want to spoil that now with sex.
Sex is…fucking overrated if you ask me. Everything I endured at the hands of The General was torture. There was no pleasure, only pain and sick and twisted games. I used my months of freedom from him to attempt to overcome the damage he did to me, but the best I could get out of having sex with other people besides him and his perverted little friends was indifference to the act itself. At least being touched sexually by another man no longer triggered me. That’s as much power and ownership over my body that I could hope to regain.
And while I feel deliciously…liquid and satisfied with how far things have gone with Kaiden, I’m not convinced I want more. Part of me would love to have sex with him, but part of me is scared to ruin a good thing. A really good thing.
“You good?” Kaiden asks me. I open my eyes and see that he’s wiped his face, but his eyes still shine with excitement and desire.
