Chapter Twenty-Six
Charlotte
I spend the next week hardly able to keep my hands off Reaper and he doesn't seem to mind either as his hands and cock keep finding me, begging for my body. The sexual tension between us has finally snapped to claim what it desires.
Reaper considered himself on vacation during this time and this is the most he’s been home in the past five months. Although we’ve been enjoying our time together, I can tell he has been feeling the itch to get back out there, and to be honest, so have I. Maybe I’m addicted to the high of power I feel when I kill, but it’s also from the complete satisfaction of ridding the world of a piece of shit who might otherwise end an innocent life if not for me .
Reaper and I are on the couch watching the New Year’s Eve countdown when I suddenly throw myself at him. He grunts with the collision, then positions me over his lap.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
He pushes a strand of hair out of my face and cups my cheek.
One.
Our lips press together in a sensual kiss.
“Happy New Year, Charlotte.” He stands, holding me tightly against him and carries me upstairs.
“Where we going?”
“I have a surprise for you.”
He tosses me on the bed and descends upon me. Kissing every inch of me as he removes the little clothing I have on. Once I’m bare, he begins sucking on my clit, sending me further into heated bliss. He stops and reaches over to his bedside table and pulls something out, wrapped in a gray cloth.
I push up onto my elbows. “What’s that?”
Reaper smirks and reveals the item. An ivory bone impressively sculpted into the shape of a dick. A bulbous head is carved at the top leading down to a smooth thick shaft and it is not small by any means.
“Oh my god. Is that what I think it is?”
“It is. I made it just for you. Lie back and relax. I promise you’ll enjoy it.” I obey him, feeling slightly nervous but also more aroused. “Let's get your sweet little pussy a little more ready,” he says as his mouth finds my bud once again. “Mmm, that’s it, get nice and wet for me.”
Suddenly, I feel the tip of the new toy push at my entrance. Reaper slowly eases it into me, working with my wetness. I buck and squirm at the sensation of being filled. It feels slightly cold at first and then a delicious warmth takes over as Reaper moves the bone into my eager pussy with his eyes locked on me. I grab a hold of the sheets as his intense stare and friction inside me sends me writhing and moaning.
“Fuck, Reaper.”
“Feel good?”
“Y-yes,” I answer between moans.
He smirks and then disappears between my thighs. His tongue finds my clit as he picks up the speed of fucking me with the bone. “Oh god! Fuck. Yes, don’t stop.”
I look up to the ceiling and watch Reaper rapidly move the bone in a delicious movement as he tortures my clit. It feels so wrong but so fucking good and the sight… my god, I can’t take it anymore. I grip his hair as I nearly scream out my orgasm, my pussy clenching and spasming around the bone. My thighs grip his head as I ride out the rapturous high until I fall limp.
Reaper chuckles and slowly removes the toy.
“That was so fucking hot, Charlotte, but now you’re gonna take the real thing.” Pulling his pants off, he drags me to the edge of the bed where he pulls my lower half up to meet his erect cock, then slides into my swollen flesh. I buck and groan, still sensitive. With my limbs feeling like jelly, I’m practically a rag doll as I let him take me. Wildly pounding into me with primal moans.
“Fuuuck, Charlotte, you’re perfect. Look at you. Took a bone cock to your pussy and now mine. Such a savage little thing.”
He continues fucking me raw until the familiar feeling begins coiling in my center once more, and soon, we fall into the euphoric deep end. Our moans mixing together in a sultry harmony.
We lie together, limbs intertwined and I stare at the ceiling once more, looking at Reaper as he rests.
I can’t believe I just got fucked by a bone dildo.
I smile at Reaper through the mirror and finally ask, “Why the mirrored ceiling?”
“I’m surprised you're only asking now. I used to struggle with nightmares. When I would wake up, I would be confused. I wouldn't know where I was or even who I was in time. I’d usually wake thinking I was seventeen again, going through the darkest time of my life. So, I installed the mirror so I could simply look up, meet my own eyes and know who I was. I wasn’t the scared, broken teenager any longer. I was the fearless killer who gave others nightmares.” He turns his head, bringing his mouth to my ear and continues, “Nowadays, though, it’s better served for other purposes. Don't ya think?”
“Like?” I playfully ask, knowing exactly what he means.
“Like watching yourself get fucked by a bone dildo for example.”
My cheeks flush as I laugh. “I’ll agree with you on that.”
Reaper’s going through emails on his computer when I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his body, resting my chin on his shoulder.
“Anything good?”
“Not much actually.”
He opens another email and a virtual black envelope pops up and begins to unfold.
“What’s this?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Doesn’t look like nothing . It looks like an invitation.”
“It is. I get one every year.”
I quickly read the invitation.
“The Sicarius Ludos?”
“The Assassin Games. ”
“What?!” I move closer to the screen like it’s going to give me all the information I want. “There’s assassin games?”
“It doesn't matter. I don’t participate anymore.”
“Why not?”
“I don't know. Never was really interested in competing with others. Don’t need to. I only did it once in my early days when I needed the money and to develop connections. I won. Never participated again.”
“Oh my god. What does it involve?”
“It’s simple. A particular high-profile target is chosen. The first to kill them without being caught wins.”
“Wins what?”
“A million dollars and a silly title.”
“A million dollars! This is wild. Does that say France? It’s taking place in freaking France? Reaper! This sounds epic . We should do it!”
“You’re really interested in this?”
“Hell yea. I've never even been outside of the United States!” I straddle his lap.
“You’d be competing with seasoned killers, some not exactly all there in the head. Not to mention, an even bigger risk of being caught. It’s dangerous.”
“I may be new to all this, but I’m still a killer too.” I look at him and bat my eyelashes. “Come on, Reaper. I’ve been a good girl. Take me to France, pleeeease.”
He chuckles, shaking his head.
“You really want to do this?”
I nod, biting my lip.
“All right, Charlotte. We’ll need to get you a passport, but let's go play in The Sicarius Ludos.”
“Ah!” I shout excitedly and wrap my arms around him. “Thank you!”
I climb off him and fall to my knees. “Now since you’ve been a good boy, let me really thank you.” I trail my fingers down his torso and abdomen. When I reach his belt, I begin unbuckling his pants, pulling out his growing cock. He lets out an amused huff as I take him into my mouth. His eyes close as he savors the feeling.
“Oh, fuck.”
“Mmm,” I mumble around his girth. I slowly pull him back out and swirl my tongue around his swollen crown, gently sucking on it. His lust-filled gaze meets mine. There’s a fire burning behind his forest green eyes and it fills me with such gratification. I love when he looks at me like this. Aroused, I take him further into my mouth and trail my tongue along the veins of his sensitive flesh. I cup his balls as my other hand stays firmly wrapped around his thickness, sliding it along with the movements of my mouth. I pick up the speed as Reaper twists his fingers into my hair. He’s losing his self-control to my mouth. Our eye contact falters, and he tips his head back.
“Fuck, your mouth is fucking divine.”
I move my hands to grip him and stroke them along his length. Reaper rocks his hips to match my movements and pushes my head further onto his stiff cock. The movements become aggressive, messy, and all consuming. I’m gagging around his dick as it pushes into the back of my throat over and over. Tears brim my eyes, but I relish in this moment. Reaper comes completely undone.
He’s at my mercy.
His whole body begins to shake and jerk as I feel his salty cum fill my mouth. His deep moans fill my ears as he spills every last bit of himself inside me. I lock eyes with him as I slowly pull him out of my mouth, sucking away every bit of his juices, then swallow him down and smile.
“Fuck, I love seeing you on your knees with my cock in your mouth, but I should be the one on my knees before you. You own me, you savage thing.”
Reaper scoops me into his arms and carries me upstairs. He places me on our bed and swiftly pulls off my underwear and tosses them across the room. He lies flat on the bed and pulls me on top of him. Smirking, I remove my top, revealing my bare breasts to him. Reaper licks his lips and sits up to bring a nipple into his mouth. He gently sucks and nips at it, and I can't help but let out a heavy sigh. He moves his arms under my thighs and effortlessly pulls me up to his face. Caught off guard, I giggle.
“What are you doing?”
“What’s it look like? Come on, sit down on my face.”
I smile and ease myself down against his face. I jolt slightly up when I feel his tongue slide between my lips.
“Hold on to the headboard.”
His warm breath against my pussy sends goosebumps through me with a delicious delight in anticipation. I oblige and grip the headboard. He starts again with soft licks against my seam, slowly spreading me. His skilled tongue explores me more deeply, then he flattens it against my clit and my eyes roll back. He circles the bundle of nerves agonizingly slowly.
“Oh, Reaper. More. Give me more. Please,” I beg desperately.
Reaper sucks my clit into his mouth and I jerk above him. “Oh, fuck. Yes.”
“Grind against my face, baby. Use me.”
I look down at him and his eyes sear into mine. He slightly nods in another plea for me to do as he asked. He teases my bud, and I start to give in to what I’m craving.
I use him.
I subtly move my hips against his face, and my god, the friction is shattering all my nerves. I grip the headboard tighter as the euphoric feeling takes a tight hold on me. I chase the high. I chase it with my hips against Reaper’s mouth and tongue. I grind against him hard and fast.
Reaper's hands dig into my thigh, and I can feel the vibration of his groans into my pussy. Fuck, this feels unreal. My head tips back as I ride his face, and before I can even control myself to make this last longer, my orgasm bursts and rips through my body. I cry out and my hands fall to his hair, gripping and pulling him into me as I succumb to the earth-shattering orgasm, all while he stares at me through hooded eyes.
Holy shit, that was amazing.
I slip on to his chest and then fall to the side of him. He chuckles, pulling me into him and kissing my temple. It’s the sweetest gesture and my insides melt even more.
We lie in silence and just cuddle. I’m not even sure how much time has passed when I finally speak.
“Tell me something, Reaper.”
“Like what?”
“What’s your favorite color?”
“My favorite color?”
“Yes.”
“Well, it used to be black.”
“Used to be? What is it now?”
“There’s a color I can’t seem to stop thinking about now.” A soft smile grows on his face before he continues. “The color of your eyes.” A warmth travels from my chest to my cheeks. “They remind me of the ocean. Powerful. So vast and deep, no one will ever discover all the secrets and beauty they hold.” I inhale a breath and search his face for a sign that he’s just messing with me. He places a hand upon my cheek. “I've always thought beauty was flowers and sunsets, star filled skies and glistening oceans, but now I know, none of those compare to the truth. That beauty is you .”
I’m rendered speechless.
I swallow as I search his eyes. Things between us have drastically changed. Since the moment I met him, I felt a pull toward him. To know him, to be with him and share everything with him. My chest tightens. Maybe Lily was right. I think I like Reaper a lot more than I was willing to admit. And now, there’s no denying what’s happening between us, the things I’m feeling for him and the things it seems like he may be feeling for me too. Having no words in me to compete with what he just said, I bring my lips to his and kiss him fiercely.