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CHAPTER NINE
KAS DRAGGED ME INTO the foyer.
Our breathing matched each other’s with quick staccatos. His hand was warm and damp around mine while his face shone with sweat and his cock stood proudly against his shorts, leaving a damp spot on the material.
My own need reacted to his.
My belly clenched, and my panties were drenched. I’d become wet the moment I’d helped guide Kas’s hand beneath mine while touching him. I’d grown wetter still with each kiss and every stroke. I was always aware of Jareth watching us, but as hunger climbed between Kas and me, Jareth had faded into the background.
I didn’t care that he was there.
In fact, I was grateful.
He would keep me safe if Kas slipped back into a concussed state. He’d protect me if Kas snapped. He’d said it himself that he wasn’t sticking around. Therefore, it made sense to push Kas as much as I dared tonight. To put aside my own ideals of right and wrong and free him once and for all.
Kas’s fingers tightened around my wrist as he dragged me toward the bookcase-hidden doorway that led to the kitchen and dorm.
Only...
He paused in the middle of the foyer, looking up the stairs leading toward the many guest bedrooms above.
His eyebrows came down with fury and determination.
His lips pursed as he changed direction.
Carting me up the stairs, he didn’t let me go until we reached the room where he’d taken me to have a shower and use the bathroom on the second night I’d been his captive.
Tossing me inside, he slammed the door and headed toward me with an almost frightening look on his face. Grabbing me by the shoulders, he marched me backward until the bed hit the back of my knees, and I tumbled.
He lay down with me, pushing me higher up the bed until we lay in the middle.
The mattress was soft, and the bedding silky smooth. The faint whiff of misuse and age surrounded us as we disrupted a bedroom that’d become a tomb.
I swallowed hard as Kas ripped off his T-shirt, followed by his shorts.
In a few seconds, he was naked and leaning over me.
“Why...why did you bring me here?” I breathed as his lips found my throat and kissed every bruise he’d given me. My eyes danced around the opulent bedroom. Did he see ghosts in here? Was his mind full of whatever had happened within these walls?
“I’m sick of them having control over me.” Scooting down my body, he shoved my hoodie over my head and ripped my nightgown down, leaving me as naked as him. “My body is mine. This house is mine. You are mine.” His teeth flashed with a sex-heavy smirk just before his head bowed, and his lips worked their way between my breasts.
I arched off the bed as his tongue found my nipple, swirling around it before his entire mouth latched on and sucked.
“Kas....what—” I wanted to ask if he was okay. If this was real or an act. Was he enjoying himself or still struggling beneath the past?
“Submit to me, Gem. Let me have you any way I want.” He moved to my other breast, sucking, nipping, tonguing. “You’ll like it. I promise I’ll treat you as you deserve.”
Having his mouth on me was a dream.
Heat billowed in my core, clenching on desire, needing him. “I know I’ll enjoy anything you do to me.”
“Then let me.” He kissed me, down and down, heading between my legs.
My hands landed on his bunched shoulders as he slipped lower. “Kas...I—”
He didn’t stop, his long hair tickling my chest as he passed my belly button and settled in the cradle formed by my spread thighs.
His face hovered above my bare pussy. His hot breath skated over sensitive skin.
I could’ve come just like that. Just from having someone like Kas who was so wild and unpredictable ready to pleasure. The way his eyes devoured me. The way he licked his lips all made an orgasm ready to detonate.
“Thank you for helping me tonight.” He pressed a kiss right on the top of my pubic hair. “Thank you for pushing me.” He kissed me slightly lower. “Thank you for not giving up on me.” He kissed my clit, inhaling hard and swiping his tongue right over my entrance.
I jackknifed upward.
The pleasure was far, far too much. Too intense. Too wicked. Too incredible.
His palm landed on my belly, pushing me back down as his tongue explored me, taking his time, plunging deep, successfully driving me out of my damn mind.
I couldn’t talk. I could only feel.
Feel every lash of his tongue, every hot breath on my core, every inch of his mouth.
My thighs tried to close around his head as the intensity became too much.
My back arched again as he drove his tongue inside me, his large hand splaying over my stomach and keeping me pi
My fingers dived into his tangled hair, tugging for more, trying to push away for a reprieve.
He wound me up.
He took me, worshiped me, ensuring I would always remember his tongue inside me.
A full-body clench rippled through me as he flicked my clit and bit gently.
My orgasm didn’t stand a chance.
It exploded outward as he thrust his tongue back inside, driving in and out, keeping pace with my body as it rippled around his invasion.
The pleasure banded outward, wringing me out.
When the last shockwave faded, I sucked in a heavy breath.
The room spun.
Everything that’d happened seemed disjointed and incomprehensible. Just a few days ago, Kas had run away from me because everything we felt for one another threatened to break him further.
Now...now, he’d granted me the best release of my life and stood on his knees between my legs, his hand hesitantly gripping his erection.
I stopped breathing as I looked up the delectable power of his ripped body. I ignored all the scars. I refused to see the many, many marks he’d been layered with. I just focused on the perfection of this moment.
The moment Kas claimed ownership of his body.
His skin glazed with more sweat as he pumped himself once. He trembled, rocking a little on his knees as his hand worked up and down on his cock.
His eyes darkened with lust as well as nausea.
He shook harder as he fought with whatever conditioning kept him trapped. With a heavy exhale, he let himself go with a shudder.
Falling forward, he braced himself with his hands on either side of my head. He inhaled as he swayed, his eyes snapping closed as if he fought the urge to pass out.
My heart stopped as his skin turned white.
I braced myself for him to fall unconscious on top of me. But he grimaced and fisted the sheets, every muscle clenched as he fought it.
Finally, he shook his head and opened his eyes, latching onto mine with fresh pain. “I’ve made more progress than I thought possible, but I...” He swallowed hard as if confessing physically hurt him. “I can’t make myself come. Not tonight. I need more time.” His eyes ran over my mouth. Shadows had crept back into his gaze. Shadows of the past and failure.
I didn’t want him to suffer anymore.
Sitting upright, I wrapped my hands around his nape and pulled him down with me. I shivered as his heavy, warm weight pi
He shuddered.
His mouth found mine.
He kissed me softly, gratefully.
As we kissed, his body shifted, slipping between my legs again.
I waited for any sign that this was too much for his head. I searched for any reason I should slow this down or stop, but Kas continued to stay with me. Beating back his memories, staying strong over his concussion.
I’d told him I didn’t think he could be cured just from making a choice, but I began to wonder...
Is it as simple as that?
As simple as deciding to accept change? To surrender to all the things he couldn’t erase? To accept that the past was the past, but he could claim a different future if he wanted?
God, I hope it is that simple.
Reaching down, I grabbed his heavy hardness and placed it at my wet entrance. We stiffened in each other’s arms as he pushed upward. As he mounted me and took me, we stopped breathing, overcome with the sensation of joining.
We’d had sex before, but this...this was different.
This was soft and intense.
This was a new begi
Kas kissed me harder, the same dominant edge I was used to resuming its place within him. His hips pulled back before thrusting forward.
My legs wrapped around his ass as I clung to him, kissing him back, moaning every time he thrust forward and filled me.
He stayed with me.
He didn’t flicker with awareness.
He was fully with me, and I’d never felt so co
I didn’t know how much time passed as we rode each other.
Time either slowed or stopped completely as we slipped from this world into another.
A world where only we existed.
One where Kas was happy and free, and the only thing we needed to worry about was how many times a day we could join like this.
We sank into a rhythm.
His hands roamed, squeezing my breasts as he increased his pace to a sensual rock.
My mind ran wild with happily ever afters and taking him home with me. Of walking beside him every step he took to heal. Of introducing him to my family, my friends, my life.
He wouldn’t have to work. I had more than enough money for both of us.
He wouldn’t have to fear about where his next meal would come from or how uncomfortable winter would be.
We would have each other.
He’ll have me.
Overflowing affection burned me inside out.
I kissed him harder, clawing at his back as his pace matched my sudden need to finish this. To cement our hearts together for the rest of our lives.
With a heady groan, Kas drove into me, again and again.
The door behind him opened, revealing Jareth as he crossed his ankles and leaned against the frame. Our eyes caught as he tapped a cigarette out of its packet and lit it quietly.
Kas didn’t hear him, too caught up in our rock.
I didn’t know how I felt about Jareth appearing.
He could see we were fine. That Kas was safe.
But he didn’t leave.
Taking a drag on his smoke, he stayed as Kas drove me higher and higher. This wasn’t like in the forest. There, our sex had been hidden by clothes. I’d had protection from Jareth’s feral eyes. This time...we were bare and on display.
He sucked hard on his smoke, sending a cloud of nicotine around his head.
Kas rocked against my clit, wrenching my eyes closed with bliss.
His lips found mine again, kissing me hard.
He scrambled my mind and lowered my inhibitions better than any alcohol. So what if we had an audience? So what if I was slightly afraid of the man watching?
Jareth meant nothing.
All that mattered was me and Kas and this.