Chapter 30 #3
My eyes fly open to the sight of him grinning back at me, his lips wet. Out of my periphery, I see the drawer to the nightstand open, and I realize it’s Reese’s lubed finger currently circling my rim.
“Your shadows offer a delivery service for lube now, huh?” I ask breathlessly.
Because there’s clearly no way he was the one who did that while my cock was in his mouth. That would’ve been equally as impressive.
“You should already know they can do all sorts of things.” He smirks as he adds a bit more pressure against my hole. “In fact, they’re very jealous they don’t get to do this first.”
He stares at the spot his finger is currently teasing a moment longer, hyperfocused on the circling, the pressure. Then he pushes that finger inside me, slowly and all the fucking way. All the air in my lungs comes whooshing out, riding on a noise I don’t even know how to describe.
For several seconds, Reese leaves his finger there, not moving, just staring.
Please don’t tell me I just sounded like a dying cow and ruined everything.
But then he finally speaks, his deep voice suddenly in dangerous mode. “You think dying changed you? Just wait. I’m going to fucking ruin you.”
I attempt a breath as my heart hitches. “You already did a long time ago.”
“Oh, little menace. Let me show you what ruin really is.”
Maybe I should be afraid. But I’m not. I’ve never wanted something so badly.
Reese wastes no time working in a second finger, and as he starts pumping them in and out of me, his lips stretch around my cock again.
He sucks me a little more as he opens me up, and I let myself move my free hand to his head, tangling my fingers in his hair.
Then there’s a third finger of his at my hole, pushing its way in while he sucks one of my balls into his mouth.
May not be very good my ass…
Everything he’s doing is driving me fucking wild.
The shadows too. They’re still lavishing plenty of attention on my nipples, tightening their grasp around my throat bit by bit until I start feeling a little lightheaded and floaty. I think maybe they’re even brushing shadow fingers through my hair like they just want to be touching me everywhere.
Reese takes my desperate, throbbing dick back into his mouth as he fucks me with three fingers.
I don’t think he’s even still concerned with stretching me enough for his cock.
I’m pretty sure I’m already there. But he doesn’t stop, driving them in and out of me, fast and hard.
He sucks me relentlessly like he’s on a mission.
My balls tighten, and that’s when I realize what he’s doing.
And…fuck him.
Fuck him very fucking much.
My breaths start coming further and further apart, my moans filling the room. And, sure enough, I’m right fucking there. And he stops. Everything. He pulls his fingers out of me and lifts off my cock.
I cry out because…fuck, that sucks.
My body slumps into the mattress in utter defeat.
“You know better than that, Cason.”
At the sound of his annoying fucking voice, I snap my eyes open and scowl down at him. “Fuck you! I take it all back. I still hate you.”
“No, you don’t.”
I pout because, fine, of course he’s right. But I’ll never make it easy on him.
He crawls back up my body to slam his mouth down on mine so hard it almost feels like a punishment.
But it’s the best kind. He shoves his tongue past my lips, demanding entry without waiting for me to give it to him.
I wrap my legs around his waist and thrust my hips up, grinding against him. I do it again and again and again.
He knows exactly what I’m doing. I’m sure of it. But he doesn’t stop ravaging my mouth, he and his shadows both eating me alive.
Even though I expect it, I still fucking hate him for it when, as soon as I’m getting close again, he reaches down between us and gives my balls a tug. I yelp into his mouth, and even that isn’t enough to get him to stop his bruising kiss.
My cock is throbbing. My hole clenches around nothing.
I want, I want, I want.
Reese snaps back with a hiss, and I open my eyes just in time to see sparks dancing across his lips.
I try to suppress a grin and fail epically.
“Oops.”
He grabs me by the throat, both he and his shadows squeezing at the same time. His eyes darken, and he growls. “I will fuck the brat out of you.”
“I’d love it if you tried.”
As though that’s the cue he’s been waiting for, he moves fast, taking off his pants and sitting back on his heels between my legs again. He wraps a hand around his hard cock and his other around mine, stroking them both at the same time. My eyes become glued to it all as precum drips from his slit.
I think I nearly forgot just how big he is, especially his head. The thought of his crown pushing past my rim makes my hole clench again.
“Do I need to use a condom?”
I think I may have been drooling while staring at his cock. Licking it off my lips, I force my gaze to meet his. “What?”
“I’d really love just to be able to fucking feel you.”
“I’m negative,” I tell him honestly.
At least, I was back when—
Nope. No one needs to know how long it’s been since I last got laid.
“I want to feel you too, but…”
“But how can I walk into a clinic when most of us around here are legally dead?” he asks, finishing my thought. When I nod, he answers, “We have a doctor who’s able to do everything for us off the books. I’m negative too.”
“No condom.”
Easiest fucking decision in the world.
I don’t want to think of why he might’ve needed to be tested, so I don’t. I’d be way too fucking jealous and fuck all of this up.
He gives me an easy smile that helps me forget, then he lets go of my cock to pick up the bottle of lube on the bed beside him.
His shadows take his place, billowing and spiraling around my dick like ribbons of smoke before cinching tight, taking me in their grasp.
When they move up, swirling a bit around my head, I moan loudly and throw my head back.
They continue stroking me as Reese puts a hand under my right thigh and lifts, bringing my knee up and opening me up wider. I feel the blunt head of his cock against my hole at the same time the shadow’s grasp tightens around the head of my own dick.
My eyes fly open to find his gaze, and I ask in a shaky voice, “They’re not going to…you know…are they?”
A hint of that guilt from before rises to the surface of his gaze. “Not if you don’t want them to.”
I consider it because, yeah, I actually kind of really liked it. But…
“I want you to be the only one inside me.”
“Then, no, they won’t.”
I don’t get a chance to express any kind of gratitude before Reese starts to move forward, his cock pressing against my rim. I take a breath and relax as best I can. It’s been a long time since I’ve bottomed, and even the toys I own aren’t as big as he is.
Which is very apparent as his crown passes that tight ring of muscle and settles inside me. There’s a burn as he stretches me so much more than his fingers did.
But ever since the day Reese Morgan stole me, I’ve only ever burned for him.
Our collective breaths and moans fill the space as he fills me.
Inch by inch, he slowly pushes in until he’s fully seated.
Our gazes are connected as strongly as our bodies as he begins to pull back out just as slowly.
His shadows still hold one arm above my head, licking at my nipples like tongues.
My free hand is currently fisting the sheets.
I want to touch him, but the view of him is more than enough.
He stares at me with a feral intensity as the veins in his neck bulge with the effort it takes him not to slam back into me.
“Did I say I’d ruin you?”
Reese’s eyes are so dark, his voice so deep, his slow movements of his cock so controlled, that I’m almost terrified to hear what he plans to say next.
“I meant erase every part of you that thinks it can exist without me.”
I have to remember to breathe before I’m able to speak. “I don’t think there’s any of that left.”
“Let’s make sure.”
I nod even though I don’t think I get a say.
He starts fucking me like a man possessed, keeping one of my legs held up, eyes drifting down and becoming locked on the place where he moves inside me.
At least, the only place he can physically see.
Because the truth is he’s everywhere inside me.
He’s been the only thing to ever take up any space, and now he fills me completely.
“You feel so fucking good around my cock,” he growls, breathless. “I hope you know you’re never getting rid of me now, Cason. This is where we both belong. Me inside you, filling you up. In every death, every life. That won’t fucking change.”
“Finally.”
It’s a single, whispered word, but it makes him smile.