Страница 114 из 154
“Yes, you can. I’m on my knees because I want to be. I want you to control me because it will remind you that you’re free. Free to leave the gala tonight at any point. Free to ignore anyone you want. Free to reject anything you’re not comfortable with. If you can’t use me when I’m begging you to, then how will you know you’re safe within a crowd of strangers?”
His eyebrows shot down, shadowing his glittering eyes. “You’re begging?”
I nodded and pressed a kiss to his cock. “Yes. I’m wet for you, Kas. My body wants whatever you want to give me.”
He licked his lips, indecision all over his handsome face.
I bent my head and inserted his hardness into my mouth again. I grazed his delicate flesh with a barely-there scrape of my teeth.
“Holy Christ—” He grabbed my shoulders, digging his fingers in, most likely leaving me with bruises. “Suck me. If you’re begging, then suck me.”
I did as he commanded, almost gagging on his length as I bobbed over his cock.
His guttural groan made another trickle of wetness roll down my i
Kas stiffened, his hands pushing me away until my head tipped up and his cock slipped free. “You’re hurting.”
I shook my head. “Wanting, not hurting.”
We shared a look. A sacred look between two people who had chosen each other over anyone, and then he smiled. A sinful, savage smile that made my stomach swoop. “Stand up.”
I scrambled to my feet.
He ran a finger over my nipple, making me shiver.
“You’ll truly do anything I ask?”
I nodded, my chest heaving for air.
God, he was unbelievably gorgeous, standing with his cock erect and wet, jutting out from his scarred body hidden in a tailored tux.
“In that case, go over to the couch.”
I swayed on the spot, blinking.
“Move,” he rasped. “Get your ass over to that couch before I spank it.”
I moved, darting naked to the couch and waiting for his next order.
“Bend over the arm.”
I did as he asked, my entire body on fire. I felt as if someone had replaced my blood with dynamite, sending mini explosions all through my veins.
His body crushed me from behind as he ran his cock down my ass crack. “You think you know what’s going on inside my head?”
I moaned as he dipped his crown to my pussy, teasing me with his hardness.
“Answer me, Gem.”
I gripped the couch as his legs spread behind me for balance, hinting that when he took me, it wasn’t going to be gentle.
Trying to get my breathing under control and failing, I moaned, “I think you’re unaware of what you are.”
“And what am I?” He pressed the tip of his cock inside me, hovering with heat.
There were so many things I could say. More constructive things that would help him heal and grow but, in that moment, with him pressing me into the couch, poised on the edge of fucking me, my mind filled with salacious things.
I said something I probably shouldn’t to a recovering slave with ownership issues. “You’re mine.”
He drove his cock inside me, thrusting so hard my feet came off the floor, and I doubled over the couch arm with a grunt.
“Am I? Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Who said I’m yours?”
“You did.”
“And what do I get in return?”
“Me. You get me.” I bit the cushion beneath me as his thrusts turned dangerously deep.
“And you think just because you’ve given me yourself that this belongs to you?” He circled his hips, ensuring I felt his cock all the way inside me.
“God, yes.”
He raked his fingers down my back, grabbing handfuls of my ass. “You’re rather possessive, aren’t you?”
“You have no idea.”
“So...” He stabbed into me, almost punishingly. “Let me get this straight. I belong to you, and you belong to me.”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“And you won’t share me? Won’t rent me out to those who find me hot in this penguin suit?”
“Not a chance.”
“You won’t let anyone else touch me? Not a single kiss. Not a passing stroke.”
“Never.” Hot jealousy flamed in my heart at the very thought.
“So you’re my new master, huh? The one who owns me, body and soul?”
“We traded.”
“Traded what?” His hips rolled.
“I gave you my body and soul, and in return, I’ve taken yours.”
“And you’re never giving them back?”
“Never.” I panicked for a moment, worried that this little game had gotten serious and scary for him. After all, talking of ownership wasn’t exactly a safe subject with Kas. “Unless, of course, you don’t want me in the future...and then it goes without saying that you’re free to—”
“Shut up, Gemma.” He drove into me. “I’m not going anywhere.”
I sighed, my body growing hot around his. Bone-deep pleasure sparked in my womb as he murmured, “It’s a good thing that I’m yours and a great thing that you’re not going to share me.”
“It is?” I cried out as he ground into me, filling me deep, bruising inside and out.
“Definitely.” He picked a threatening pace, driving into me over and over again. “Because if I’m yours and you’re mine, then it means you just handed over your freedom, Gemma Ashford.”
I cried out as he fucked me harder. “You’re going to marry me. You’re going to worship me every fucking day for the rest of your life. You’ll be my friend, my lover...my wife. You’ll put up with my flaws and accept that I’ll never be perfect. You’ll love me until your dying day. Say it.”
“I’ll worship you.”
“And?”
“Love you.”
“And?”
“I’ll be your friend, your lover, your wife. I’ll be everything you want me to be.”
“You truly mean that, don’t you?” He rode me deliciously deep.
“Yes.”
“Fuck.” He folded over me, planting his hands on mine clutching the pillows, his hips jackhammering into mine. “I already worship you, Gem. I’ll never stop.” His nose nuzzled aside my styled hair, his lips finding the back of my neck. “I’m inside you forever. Forever, Gemma.”
“Forever.”
His fingers looped with mine as his breath caught. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”
“Then come.”
He drove me against the couch arm, providing friction for my clit. “You first.”
I panted as he rode me even harder. “Come, Gem. Come like you love me, like you hate me. Come like you’re the only master I’ll ever obey from now on.” His voice slipped into my ear, raw and thick. “Come knowing you’re the only one for me.”
His words were as provocative as his cock, sending me spiraling into an orgasmic vortex. I screamed as my release banded outward with shockwaves, over and over again.
Kas roared as he followed me, pi
He jerked for a few seconds afterward.
Flopping over me, he kissed my shoulder, breathing hard. “If the whole purpose of seducing me was to ensure I didn’t flip out and kill anyone tonight, I’m grateful that you care so much, but...you don’t have to worry.” He kissed me again, his cock still throbbing inside me.
I turned my head on the couch cushion, staring at him over my shoulder. “I’m not worried.”
He chuckled and kissed my cheek. “Liar.” Withdrawing with a wince, he helped me stand, watching the bead of his release trickle down my thigh. “I took a pill. I’ve avoided taking this particular one as my therapist said they’re rather strong, and instead of helping PTSD triggers, it just masks everything—in his words, it hinders instead of helps.” He shrugged, grabbing a tissue from the box on the coffee table and carefully wiping up the mess he’d painted me with. “But I know I’ll need some extra help tonight and don’t want to embarrass you.”
His touch was infinitely gentle after how hard he’d taken me.
“You’d never embarrass me, Kas.”
He gave me a lopsided smile. “Okay then, I don’t want to embarrass myself. Just in case Jareth has been able to rescue any of our family and they’re watching. I don’t want them to know how bad I became after they left. I’m still the older brother, after all.”
“They’ll still love you, regardless of how tonight goes.”
Wadding the wet tissue into his palm, he kissed my lips. “I’ll be okay, Gem. The pill is in my system, you’ve given me a pleasure high that’s made me ready for a nap instead of a night out, and the best of all, I know that if I’m not coping, we’re free to leave whenever we want and come back here...alone.”
I nodded and slung my arms around his neck, shivering at the silkiness of his tux against my bare breasts. “You say the word, and we leave.”
He smirked. “What’s the word?”
I shrugged, searching for one that would work. “Bathtub?”
“I forgot the last bath we shared. Who’s to say I won’t forget that.”
“Okay then...freedom?” I kissed him. “Whisper freedom and we slink out immediately.”
He kissed me back just as someone knocked on the front door, bringing reality firmly back into our sex-hazy lives. “Limo for Ms. Ashford?”
“Shit.” Kas let me go. Shadows returned to his eyes, but he pulled up his boxers, zipped up his pants, and ran his hands through his hair. “I guess it’s time.”
“Tell the driver to wait. I’ll just shoot to the bathroom.”
Kas headed to my dress strewn on the floor, bringing it to me. “Better put this back on. As much as I like you naked, I can’t say I’d behave if other people saw you this way.”
“Now who’s being possessive?” I winked, trying to ignore my winging heartbeat and rapidly building worry about tonight.
Kas walked into me, palming my breast before dropping his hand to cup my pussy. With a raspy, heady whisper, he murmured, “I’ve never had anything of my own before. Never had a favorite toy or a loyal pet, so you can’t blame me if I’m a tad controlling, now that I have you.” His fingers feathered over my entrance, making me suck in a breath. “Now that you’re mine, Gem? Now that I know what it’s like to have something to cherish, protect, and love...then yes, I’m going to be a controlling, dominating asshole because it’s the only way I know how to keep you safe.”
I kissed him as his hand fell from my pussy and clenched into a fist. “I guess we’ll be possessive together then.”
He kissed me back, his forehead furrowed and already thinking about what would happen when we stepped outside my home. “We’ll just be two jealous people who should never be apart—for other people’s safety.”
“I love you, Kas. No matter what happens tonight.”