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Fang barked once, his wet nose snuffling my free hand. His way of checking that I was okay with this. That he didn’t have to protect me even though Kas growled like a beast.
I stroked Fang’s head, mumbling through our kiss. “Good boy. Lie down.”
Fang immediately flopped back onto his belly, soaking up the sun and letting us do whatever the hell we wanted.
And God, I wanted.
While kissing me, Kas stripped me.
His hands pulled off my white T-shirt and pink exercise bra, dropping his touch to my leggings. I kicked off my shoes and toed off my socks as he relieved me of my leggings and panties.
The sun was warm on my bare skin as he guided me down to the picnic blanket. I gladly let him control me, settling onto my back as he removed my hand from around his cock and slid his way down my body.
Settling himself between my spread legs, he smiled. “There’s something I want to do, Gem. Something that I’ve wanted to do for a while now but didn’t quite have the courage.”
I arched up on my elbows, staring down at his handsome face, hovering above my pussy. “Do what?”
“You’ll see.” He licked his lips. “For now, I’m going to make you shatter.” His head bowed, his mouth locking onto my clit.
“Holy God—” I collapsed backward, my spine arching as his tongue found my entrance and dove deep. There was no denying Kas’s talent when it came to sex. He seemed to know exactly how I needed it—hard, soft, fast, slow.
Today, he read my body and delivered everything I wanted.
I wanted it rough.
I wanted it wild.
I wanted to be eaten alive by the very beast I’d rescued.
His teeth caught my clit as two of his fingers sank inside me.
He breathed me in all while he thrust his fingers deep, curling them to rub against that perfect spot within me. His tongue lavished pleasurable pain on my clit, pushing me up the mountain, not letting me breathe.
I grabbed handfuls of his longish hair as he drove a third finger inside me, stretching me wide, giving me nowhere to hide. “Yes,” I hissed, rocking my hips into his face.
“Come, Gem.” He licked me, thrust into me. “Come all over my fingers.”
My belly coiled. My womb throbbed. Bliss tingled down my legs until my toes curled.
His nose nuzzled into me as he bit my clit again, his fingers feathering and pulsing.
I never took long when he was this determined.
I didn’t stand a chance if he’d decided I’d come within moments of him touching me.
“You’re mine.” He kissed my clit before biting me with barely controlled violence. “All mine. Forever.”
“Yes.” I writhed as his fingers continued to drive me mad.
“Say you love me.”
“I love you.”
“Say you love my tongue deep in your pussy.”
“I love your tongue.”
“My tongue where, Gem?” He licked me hard and long, pushing me closer to the edge. “Where is my tongue? Where does it belong?”
I blushed but moaned, “In my pussy. Your tongue belongs inside me.”
“Damn fucking right it does.” He drove it inside me, his fingers moving until I no longer knew what part of him was where.
“You need to come for me, Gem. I’m too close myself.” He buried his nose in my trimmed pubic hair. “Your smell...your taste. It’s making me crazy.”
I tugged his hair in reflex as he unleashed whatever magic he wielded.
I jerked and cried out as the pleasure became too intense. His tongue shoved me headfirst into a
With a harsh bite and loving lick, he pushed me off the cliff, growling under his breath as I moaned and let go.
“Fuck, Gem. God, I want you.”
I rode through the clenching, wonderful waves of an orgasm, my legs tensing around his head as he didn’t stop. He kept dragging out my release, violent and victorious, his own sounds of desire threading with mine.
The final band of my climax faded, and my legs flopped wide. He withdrew his fingers and licked me slowly, making me shudder for more.
Rising up to his knees, he sat between my spread legs, his cock spearing into the sunshine. It took a moment for my eyes to focus from the mind-shattering release he’d given me. I waited for him to mount me, fill me deep, and ride me.
But he didn’t move.
My heart hiccupped with worry as I studied his face. “Kas...what’s wrong?”
He shook his head, his jaw clenching. “Nothing. You’re just so perfect. So goddamn beautiful.”
I stretched on the blanket, pushing my breasts up, letting him look his fill. “Do whatever you want to me.” I smiled coyly. “You deserve it after that orgasm.”
His eyes glittered. “Anything?”
I nodded. “Anything.”
“I can’t promise I’ll be able to finish.” He threw a glance at Fang snoozing beside us. “If anything goes wrong...he should stop me.”
I frowned. “Goes wrong?” I tried to sit up, but Kas planted a hand on my belly, keeping me down. “What’s going to go wrong?”
“Nothing if I can help it.” With steel in his stare and determination on his gorgeous, scruff-covered face, he wrapped his right hand around his cock. Over the past six months, he’d touched himself while we had sex. He no longer needed me to angle his length to my entrance and had no issue with stroking himself a few times while watching me strip.
However...he hadn’t made himself come.
I’d never caught him masturbating.
Never been brave enough to initiate a mutual self-pleasuring evening just in case his mind wasn’t at that stage yet.
Is that what he’s doing?
Inhaling hard, he murmured, “It’s no secret that this”—he jerked his cock with a wry smile—“has always been and probably always will be my biggest trigger.”
I never took my eyes off him. “Kas...you don’t have to. Not yet. If you’re worried about what might happen, then wait. We have all the time in the world.”
He shook his head, his thumb smearing pre-cum from his crown. “If I can’t do this before our house is open to ex-slaves like me, then I’m a fraud, Gem.”
I scoffed. “You could never be a fraud. Look how many people you’ve helped already. Look at the response you’ve had from your cha
“I try to be as truthful as I can. People know I still have nightmares. That my concussion still hasn’t fully healed and that there will be parts of my body that will always associate with things I don’t want to remember. But...I lie by omission. I make people think it’s possible to claim your body back after it’s belonged to so many people. I hide the fact that I haven’t taken that final leap myself yet. That my cock still belongs to Storymaker and all the shit still residing in my head.”
I tried to sit up again, only for him to push me down. “That’s not lying, Kas. That’s just life. You’ve overcome so much in such a short amount of time. I was prepared for this to take years. I know Fang was the turning point for you. Your inherent need to help others has also given you avenues in which to heal. But this...touching yourself? Making yourself come...I know it’s hard. It might never be easy—”
“And that’s why I have to try.”
I held his stare, not knowing what to say.
His hand worked harder, his fist tight and punishing around his cock. His eyes darkened in pain, his teeth locking together.
Fang raised his head, studying Kas as if he sensed that he was borderline, smelling whatever emotions he gave off whenever he strayed too close to a trigger.
“Good boy,” I whispered, not wanting Fang to interfere and definitely not wanting Kas to end up with another bite. “It’s okay.”
Fang glanced at me with a worried whine but stayed where he was.
“I need to try, Gem.” Kas shuddered as his fist worked harder, faster. “I want to try. I want to be completely myself. I want to touch myself without a second thought. I want to play with it.” He laughed awkwardly, his attempt at a joke falling a little flat. “I never got to play with my own cock...I think I deserve that. Don’t you?”
Tears burned in my eyes as I nodded and lay back down. “Yes. You deserve that. You deserve so many things.” My hands went to my breasts. Pushing them together, I pinched my nipples and gave him a show.
He sucked in a harsh breath, his eyes locking onto my display. “I’ll come in a second if you keep doing that.”
“That’s the plan.” I rolled my nipples, making them pebble. “Come, Kas. Don’t think. Just feel. Watch me. See me. Only me. I want you to mark me. Right here.” I drew an X between my breasts. “Come on me and see for yourself that your body belongs to you, just like I belong to you.”
His head bowed as the muscles in his arm bunched. His hand went from stroking jerkily to pumping up and down. His balls drew up tight as he swayed on his knees. His eyes closed only to fly open again.
Fang reacted, whining but staying where he was.
Sweat broke out over Kas’s chest, glittering in the sunlight.
“Fuck.” His voice was thick and smoky, his gaze swirling with darkness. His hand stopped moving as he sucked in lungfuls of air. He punched the ground with his free hand, making Fang leap to his feet. “Fuck!”
I didn’t speak. I just kept fondling my breasts, drawing his attention back to me. That knowing entity inside me—that’d guided me so many times when dealing with Kas’s recovery—whispered how I could help.
He was losing.
Listening to the past that still had its hooks inside him.
But they couldn’t have him anymore.
He was mine, and I could gift him this.
I could help smash apart that final lock that kept him trapped, all by keeping him with me instead of letting ghosts claw him back.
Fang patrolled around us as Kas shuddered and heaved a haggard breath. “It’s...I can’t. I don’t want to hurt you if I snap—”
“I’m wet, Kas.”
His head wrenched up, his breathing quickening. His eyes traveled between my legs as I spread them wider than I ever had, letting him see every single inch. “You’re wet because I had my tongue on you.”
“I’m wet from watching you masturbate.”
He flinched as if the word drew blood inside him. A common word that lashed and hurt.
Fang nuzzled Kas’s elbow, licking at the sweat covering him.
Kas didn’t even notice, his attention skidding between me and whatever he saw in his mind. Whatever whispers he heard. Whatever pain he relived.
“Stay with me, Kassen,” I moaned, pushing my breasts up, squeezing them until flesh spilled over my fingers. “Touch yourself again. Stroke yourself. I’ll stay with you. Listen to my voice. Only hear me.”
A torturous groan spilled from his lips as his hand once again squeezed his erection. A flutter built in my belly watching such a powerful man self-pleasure.