Chapter 38 #2
“It was a real offer,” I tell him, still massaging one of his cheeks. “I never got to prove to you just how much I love to eat ass.”
His eyelashes flutter as he mutters, “So prove it now.”
I sure as fuck will.
Settling back into place, I scoot lower, practically salivating at the sight of his ass again. Just because I prefer to bottom doesn’t mean I don’t love ass. Looking at it, spanking it, biting it, eating it. I want to do it all, but…priorities.
Parting his cheeks, my brain stutters when I get my first view of his hole. I never, not in my entire fucking life, have wanted to be inside of something as badly as I do right now.
But I also really want to taste.
So I do, swiping my tongue from his balls all the way up his crease.
Reese’s hips jerk. “Oh fuck!”
As much as I’d love to take a moment to bask in that reaction, there’s nothing that could slow me down now.
I dive back in with my tongue, swirling it around his rim, getting him all messy, wanting to hit as many nerves as I can. His hips keep making little jerky movements like he’s trying to stop himself from shoving his ass back on my face.
Fucking smother me.
Grabbing his sides, I force him to do exactly that, hauling him back until my face is buried between his cheeks. I go at him like a fucking animal, licking, sucking, biting. Feasting.
When I feel a subtle shift in the room, I come up for air and peer around, blinking against the darkening room. Reese’s shadows are visibly restless, writhing along the walls, as though they can feel everything I’m doing to him.
I bite my lip when an idea comes to me. “Reese?”
Still breathing heavily, he peers back at me again. He must follow my line of sight because he says, “They’ll do whatever you want them to. Just tell them what that is.”
“I want them to fuck me while I eat your ass.”
They descend, aiming at the target I gave them. Cool shadow hands land on my ass cheeks and spread them. When something warm and wet sweeps over my hole, I have a similar reaction as Reese did.
“Fuck! Was that a fucking tongue?”
He smirks at me over his shoulder. “They were jealous.”
I’m fucking obsessed with the way he can make them feel however he wants. Maybe it’s only an illusion, but it’s a very effective one.
My mouth returns to Reese’s hole, eating him like I’ll never be fucking satiated. Meanwhile, the shadow tongue seems to copy my own, mirroring its movements. My tongue licks over Reese’s hole, and the shadow’s does the same to mine. I push my tongue inside Reese’s ass, and…
We moan at the same time.
While I keep exploring his ass with my tongue, the one in my ass feels as though it grows bigger, going deeper, until I’d be willing to bet that it’s the identical twin of Reese’s cock.
It starts to thrust in and out of me, phantom hands gripping my hips tight.
I haven’t found out if the shadows can leave bruises, but the thought makes me want their marks on me as much as I want Reese’s.
I get so lost in it all that it’s not until I feel my balls draw up tight when I realize we’ve both sunk so low to the mattress so I can grind my dick against the sheets.
And no one’s stopping me…
With the shadow cock fucking my ass, my dick getting all the friction it wants, and my tongue buried inside Reese’s hole, I fucking cum.
Even as I spill onto the sheets, I don’t stop eating him.
As the peak hits, I turn my head and sink my teeth into the globe of his ass, grunting as my balls empty.
“Did you just…”
He sounds disappointed, and I can’t help but grin at that as I release his flesh.
“Don’t worry, Reese.” I massage his ass as I take several seconds to catch my breath. “Give me a few minutes, and I’ll have my cock in your ass.”
He groans as he rests his head back down.
“Fucking brat,” he mutters. “Gonna edge you twice as long next time for that.”
“Not allowed. This is my free pass.”
I didn’t lie because after several more minutes of eating his ass and the shadows slowly, gently teasing my sensitive prostate, my dick is hard and ready to fucking go again.
By the time I get my head out of his ass—no laughing right now, Case—his hole is soaked with so much saliva I probably wouldn’t even need lube. But, then again, I don’t think he’s ever been fucked before.
“Lube.”
The shadows obey my hoarse and breathy command, throwing open the drawer of the nightstand and diving inside to grab the bottle, tossing it on the bed. I snatch it up, pop the cap, turn it over, and…
“Oops.”
Reese hisses as a flood of cool oil spills down his crease.
“Sorry.”
“You don’t sound sorry.”
“I’m really not.”
I shove two fingers in his ass, spreading the lube around and stretching him open.
“Fuck, Cason,” he moans.
That’s hands down the best sound I’ve ever heard in my fucking life.
“Have your shadows ever been here?” I ask as I slowly work in a third finger while I drench my cock in lube next. There are still shadows in my ass, but they’ve settled into a slow, steady rhythm that lets me concentrate.
Maybe it would be ridiculous for me to be jealous if he says yes. And maybe I shouldn’t have even asked. But while the shadows may belong to Reese, Reese belongs to me.
He lets out a breath and says, “No.”
“Good.”
Withdrawing my fingers, I rise up on my knees, take my dick in my hand, and line my head up with his hole.
With my other hand pressing down on his lower back, I slowly start pushing my way inside.
He’s really fucking tight, but after a few almosts and reminders for him to relax, my crown finally slips past his rim.
At the same time, the shadows in my ass swell.
Our collective groan fills the room, and I swear I see all those same colors as I did when I died. It’s fucking beautiful.
I push my way in another couple inches. “Fuck, your ass even feels perfect.”
“So does yours.”
Maybe I’m just too lost in the feel of him, of the pleasure already zapping through my spine. Because I’m not quite sure I understand what he’s saying, if he’s talking about the time he fucked me or what the hell he means.
“What?”
His eyelashes flutter across his cheeks as he keeps his eyes closed, breathing steadily through his nose. “Did you know I can feel through them?”
Oh.
Woah.
“You can? What…” I groan just at the thought of the answer to my question. “What does it feel like?”
“It feels—” He’s cut off by a moan from both of us when I slide in another inch and his shadows in my ass swell even more. “Fuck. It feels like I’m filling you while you fill me.”
I’ve always seen his shadows as an extension of him, but maybe it’s deeper than that. Not an extension exactly, more like a piece of him that now exists on the outside, within the darkness. A part of him died and never returned to his body, lost to the shadows forever.
Not that I’m fucking complaining.
“Fuck, that’s hot.”
Those words come out somewhere between a whimper and another moan as I glue my eyes to the place where we’re connected, where my dick is slowly, slowly filling him because I’m making sure I treasure every fucking inch.
And also because I don’t want to miss a thing the shadows are doing to my ass.
The deeper I go into Reese’s, the deeper they go too.
I’d say I’m jealous, but if his shadows really are him, then I’m feeling what he’s feeling too.
Reese’s eyes open, and our gazes lock over his shoulder. His eyes are heavy with arousal, his back heaving with it. When he speaks, his voice is full of it too, a deep, steady growl.
“You want the shadows to fuck you hard, little menace?”
A whine slips out as I nod.
“Then you better fuck hard too.”
I snap my hips forward, burying my cock inside his ass until my hips are flush with his skin. His back arches more as a cry rips up my throat when the shadows slam into my prostate.
I end up a split second away from coming.
“Fuck!” I shout as I go still and grip Reese’s hips tight, trying really fucking hard not to spill inside him before he can come too.
Reese is panting, his fists gripping the sheets beneath him. It’s surreal to see him like this, to be the one making him like this. I don’t think it hit me until just now what it really means for him to let me take control of his body in this way.
No one else will ever fucking have this kind of power of him.
Only me.
As soon as the immediate threat of an orgasm I’m not ready for has passed, I pull almost all the way out. The shadows in my ass do too, and then at the same time, we drive back in, both of us letting out a sharp cry this time.
Draping myself over Reese’s back, I keep going, rutting into him as I hold myself up with my hands on either side of him.
We move together. We make noises together. We fuck together.
Pressing my forehead against the nape of his neck, I thrust a little faster. My eyes sting, and I try to convince myself it’s from sweat. When he lifts his head, I lift mine, and our gazes lock again when he twists back to look at me.
“You’ve officially ruined me, little menace.”
Fuck.
He ruined me years ago. All I’ve ever wanted since then is to ruin him too.
I slam my mouth to his, kissing him messy and awkward because of the angle, but I don’t give a fuck. We’re finally where we were always destined to be, completing each other. Whole.