Chapter 22
Sebbie
I was cradled in Corbin’s arms, and we were sitting on the floor. Well, Corbin was sitting on the floor, and I was sort of sprawled across his lap. He was gently caressing the hair on my forehead and staring down at me, but there was a lot of hubbub going on around us.
“You cannot kidnap him and store him in the basement,” Josh was saying. “He’s a police officer.”
“Just go follow him, Jude. But for fuck’s sake, be discreet,” Liam said. “Q and I will go do some checking into things.”
“Is Sebbie okay?” Toby asked. “I don’t get why he passed out. Fluffy didn’t even go all flamy or anything.”
It was all sort of overwhelming, so I let my eyes drift shut, just focusing on Corbin’s hand caressing my head. I must have snoozed a bit, because when I opened my eyes next, the hubbub was over, and it was quiet.
As if sensing my question, Corbin said, “Everyone left to take care of things, but if you want someone to come back, they happily will. No one really wanted to leave you, but the whole pack can be a little overwhelming.”
I ignored his odd phrasing and reached up to hold onto his hand. He gripped mine tightly, and I looked around. We weren’t on the floor anymore. We were in Corbin’s bedroom, and he was sitting up while I was still laying in his lap.
“I saw… I thought…” I started, but I wasn’t sure how to finish. What had I seen? Why had I passed out? I remembered the sheriff saying goodbye, and then I’d felt a funny swooping feeling in my stomach, and then… I didn’t know.
A flash went through my mind. It was like a memory, but at the same time it wasn’t, because it didn’t feel like it was actually happening to me. I knew it was me, but it was like I was standing three feet outside my body and watching it instead of actually being there.
“Go ahead and tell me, Sebbie. You’re safe here. No matter what you say, it will never change the fact that I love you,” Corbin said.
My stomach did that swoopy thing again, only this time it was a good swoopy thing, because Corbin had just told me he loved me. I wanted to say it back, because I did love him, but I heard a crow caw, and I was back in that memory-not-memory again.
“I’m in a room, I think. It’s hard to see the details. It’s like a movie but there’s a haze in front of it. There’s gray painted walls. I think I’m standing over someone, but I don’t know who. There’s groaning, and someone else is there. They’re supposed to…”
The thought was like one of those little silvery fish you saw in the water. It was tiny and fast, flashing and then gone so quickly that I wasn’t even sure what it was.
“They’re supposed to what, Sebbie?” Corbin asked. He was still stroking my hair with one hand, and his other hand was holding mine.
“I don’t know. It’s gone. But there’s something in my hand, and I’m going to…” It was like that slippery little fish again; the thought was gone before I could even register it. What was I going to do? I felt scared, and I didn’t know why.
Corbin hugged me tightly, and I pressed my face into his belly, hiding myself.
“You’re safe, Sebbie. You’re safe, and I love you. And it’s okay if you don’t remember right now. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
Hearing those words unfurled something in my chest that I hadn’t even known was there. A strange tension. I felt like I’d done something wrong in that room, but I didn’t know why.
“I feel wrong, Corbin,” I murmured.
“I know, baby, but we’ll get through this together,” he told me.
“I don’t want to remember,” I whispered.
“Then you don’t need to. You’ll remember when you’re ready,” he said calmly. “What do you need right now?”
Gah, he was amazing, and with that light thought the heaviness in my chest eased a little. Because Corbin loved me. I pulled away from him and sat up, facing him.
“Tell me again,” I said, although, really, I couldn’t be less specific if I tried.
Corbin seemed to know anyway. “I love you, Sebbie, and nothing will change that. Nothing.”
“I love you, too, Corbin,” I said, and then I leaned forward, my lips pressing against his.
We kissed, our tongues dancing into each other’s mouths. I was suddenly frantic. Frantic for closeness, for skin-to-skin contact, for Corbin to be a part of me.
“What do you need, baby?” he asked again when we broke apart for air.
“Make love to me?” I asked, hoping he knew I meant more than what we’d already done together, although I realized all of that had been making love, too.
“Yes,” Corbin said, a shiver of pleasure running through him. “Do you want to be inside me? Or do you want me inside you?”
I gave my own shiver at his words. Did I want to be inside Corbin? I thought I did, but… not this time. This time I needed him to be a part of me.
“I need…” I murmured, but I stopped, because what if he wanted me inside him? I felt a flutter of nervousness in my chest.
“Do you need me inside you?” he asked.
I nodded my head shyly, my eyes down.
Corbin lifted my chin, looking into my eyes. “Then let me take care of you, baby.”
My dick twitched at his words. Yes, I needed to be taken care of. Corbin would take care of me. He would love me no matter what, and he would take care of me. It was like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. I wasn’t alone. I had Corbin.
“Yes, please,” I whispered, nodding my head again.
Corbin stripped off his shirt, and I moved off his lap, stripping my own shirt off.
He was up off the bed, and he pulled my socks off.
I laid back on my elbows and let him strip off my pants and boxers, too.
I shimmied back until I was up by the pillows, but I stayed propped on my elbows, watching Corbin.
My dick was already hard, and a low growl erupted from him as he stared.
He tended to make growly sounds, and I found it sexy as fuck.
He was still staring at me as he stripped his own pants and socks off, and my mouth literally watered when I saw his cock. Gah, he was big. So much bigger than me. I shivered again and my cock twitched, and Corbin put a hand on his dick, slowly stroking it.
“Do you want this inside you?” he asked.
“Please,” I answered. “What do you want me to do?”
I’d bottomed plenty of times before. I could stretch myself and suck on Corbin to get him ready. A lot of guys liked that. I felt loose and boneless, but I’d drag myself over to Corbin’s dick like a man in a desert dragging himself to water. The thought almost made me chuckle.
Corbin was smiling, like he thought I was cute. Or maybe like he thought my dick was cute?
“Is it cute?” I asked, then a wave of heat suffused my face. I couldn’t believe I’d just asked that.
“It’s so cute, baby,” Corbin said, still staring at my dick and stroking himself. “Such a cute little dick.”
I groaned at the words, my cute little dick twitching. Fuck, that was hot. I moved to sit up so I could stretch myself, but Corbin crawled on top of me, his body sliding against mine deliciously.
“Corbin,” I moaned, “I need to stretch myself.”
“No, baby. You need to let me take care of you. Let me stretch open your tight little hole and play with your pretty little dick. Please?”
Holy fucking shit. I flopped onto the pillows, my elbows unable to support me.
Corbin was going to kill me. But oh, I’d die so fucking happy.
He must have known it from the look on my face, because he smiled at me, sliding forward to give me a kiss.
It was languid and slow, his tongue sliding into my mouth.
I sucked on it, and he growled into my mouth, making my hips jerk up into him, looking for friction against my cock.
He nipped at my bottom lip as he pulled away, then he was sliding down my body. He lifted my legs, and I grabbed them in my hands. When I lifted my head to look down at him, his eyes were focused on my dick and my hole since I was spread wide open for him.
I groaned and flopped my head back, so fucking turned on already that I hoped I didn’t come from him fingering me. If he sucked my cock while he did it, I might not be able to hold back.
I heard Corbin get up, probably to get lube, and I concentrated on breathing and trying to back myself away from the edge.
His weight pressed back down on the bed between my legs, and he tapped under my ass lightly.
I lifted my butt without thought, and he slid a pillow underneath me so my hole was higher up.
I was still holding my legs in my hands, spread open, breathing hard. I waited to feel his fingers, but a moment passed and nothing happened. I lifted me head again, and fuck, he was just staring at me bared open to him. He looked up and met my eyes.
“I love seeing your tight little hole and watching your little cock twitch. I’m gonna play with your hole, fill you up, and make that little cock so hard and red. Would you like that?”
“Yes,” I hissed out, my head falling back again. I waited for the slight burn of a finger entering me, but what I felt instead was a wet glide across my hole, then another wet slide.
Fuuuck. “Corbin!” I cried out.
His face buried against my skin, and I pulled my legs back even further, giving him full access.
Because fuck, Corbin was licking my hole, his tongue sliding up and down, and it felt amazing.
He licked up to my balls, wetting them with his tongue, then he was back down at my hole, licking and poking and flicking against my skin.
He pulled my ass cheeks apart to get better access, and I couldn’t help the little mewling sounds that I was making.
His tongue poked into my ass, and I thrust my hips up into him. He used his hands to pull me in closer to that amazing fucking mouth.
Holy shit. I’d been rimmed before, but not like this.
Corbin was devouring me, enthusiastically licking and sucking every bit of skin his tongue could reach.
His hands released my ass cheeks, but his mouth was still working at me.
I heard the click of a bottle being opened, and my hips thrust again in anticipation.
I was gripping my legs so tightly that I’d probably bruise myself, but I didn’t give a fuck. Shockwaves of pleasure were rising up and flowing through my whole body. The sensations weren’t enough to make me come, but it felt so fucking good.
I felt a slick finger pressing against my hole, even while Corbin still licked around it.
I pushed forward, wanting him inside me, and I groaned as I was rewarded with his finger sliding in.
His tongue licked up my balls and then along my dick, and my hips jerked, pushing his finger further in and making me groan.
“Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good to have my finger in your hole? So small and tight. Do you think my dick will even fit?” he asked.
“Corbin!” I gasped, because fucking hell, the man’s dirty talk was out of this world. He knew just what buttons to push. “You’ll make it fit!” I cried out, the very thought of him doing that such a turn on.
“Yes, I will. I’ll make it fit, and you’ll feel so good squeezing around me. I bet you won’t even need me to play with that little dick of yours to make you come, because you’ll be so full of my cock.”
I could only moan, because he added a second finger to the first. I mewled and thrust my hips as his fingers were scissoring open and moving in and out of me.
It stung, but it felt fucking awesome at the same time.
He leaned down and took my dick in his mouth, and my hips jerked off the bed, forcing my cock all the way in.
He sucked and licked at the underside of the head with his tongue, his mouth holding me in all that wet warmth.
I thought he added a third finger, but I could barely tell what was happening.
There was overwhelming pleasure emanating from everything—my ass, my dick, my balls—and my whole body was pulsing with it.
“I’m gonna come. Fuck, Corbin. Not yet,” I cried out. I wanted to come with him inside of me. I didn’t know why, but that seemed important.
His tongue stopped moving on my cock, his fingers slowed down, and I was just resting in his warm mouth and being filled by his fingers.
I felt myself coming back from the edge, but there was still something incredibly erotic about the fact that he was holding me in his mouth and filling me up at the same time, even if he wasn’t moving.
I caught my breath, and then his fingers twitched inside me, and my hips thrust.
“I’m ready, Corbin. Please. I’m ready,” I gasped.
He came off my dick, but he kept his fingers inside me. “Shh, baby. I know. I’m going to take care of you. Take such good care of you.”
The words made tears come to my eyes, but in the best way possible, like I was so overcome with love and happiness that my eyes were overflowing with it.
His fingers slowly slid out, and I barely had time to whine at the emptiness before his dick was pressing against my hole, nudging into it.
“Look at me, baby,” he murmured.
I opened eyes I hadn’t realized I closed, and his face was above mine.
He stared into my eyes as his dick pressed in, and I fought the overwhelming urge to close mine in bliss.
His pupils were dark and huge, but the light made them look like they were lit up from within, like there were dark flames flickering inside his eyes.
I gasped his name, and he growled low in his throat.
His dick was filling me up, and it slid against that bundle of nerves, sending swirls through my stomach.
His stare was so intense, so overwhelming.
I put a hand up, holding his face as he languidly slid in and out of my body. Love and joy crashed into me.
This. This was everything I had needed for an eternity. This was what I had come here for.
I surrendered to the sensations cascading through me, closed my eyes, and tipped my head back, bearing my neck to Corbin. He gave a long, low growl, and then his teeth were sinking into my skin. He sucked and bit, and it was like that point on my neck was connected straight to my dick.
I wrapped my legs and my arms around him, clutching him to me as he worked me over, my own hips meeting his.
Mine. He was mine.
Mine.