Chapter 16 #2
“I understand how you felt because I was feeling the same way,” I admitted. “That’s part of why I never brought it up. The past is in the past, what’s important is the here and now.” And after almost dying … again, I was trying my best to live in the here and now.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” he asked tentatively.
“Please,” I whispered in response.
With one arm, he scooped me up by the back of my legs and carried me into the attached bathroom.
Before I could ask what he was doing, his mouth was on mine and our tongues were clashing in need and desperation. My body was still so cold and now that we weren’t in front of Gage’s father, the restraint I’d held disappeared and my body started to shiver.
Preston tore my clothes off, literally, letting the scraps flutter to the ground as he pressed searing kisses down my throat, across my collar bone, down my arms, across my chest, between my breasts, and all the way down my legs to my toes.
When he finished, he turned on the shower, slid his hands beneath my butt, and picked me up.
I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold on, and tore his shirt off so that I could be skin to skin with him.
His mouth twitched, but he didn’t let it turn into a full smile, the corner fell down quickly and he reclaimed my mouth with his.
Perhaps I should have felt embarrassed that my drenched core was pressed against his bare stomach, but in the moment, I couldn’t be bothered. I needed this … we needed this.
The steam from the shower announced it was finally hot and he quickly removed his pants with one hand while his other hand continued to grip my butt. When his pants fell, his thick, hot erection slapped against me, eliciting an excited gasp from me, and earning a growl from deep within his chest.
Stepping into the water, I hissed at the sting of the hot water against my cold skin, making him hesitate a moment.
“I’m alright,” I whispered against his lips, peppering gentle kisses along his mouth and jaw. “Just need to let the warm water heat me back up.”
His grip on my butt tightened as he returned both hands to it, and he shifted me so he could begin pressing into me.
I groaned at the feel of the hot and thick intrusion, my head falling back as he worked himself deeper and deeper inside of me until he was fully sheathed, minus his knot.
The hot water was slowly returning my body heat back to normal, but as he continued to slide in and out of me, I felt deeper warmth pooling low in my stomach.
“That’s it, pet, come for me,” he growled in my ear before licking along the outer shell and biting down gently on it.
My back arched as I screamed his name and stars danced across my vision. Ecstasy poured through my body and I wondered how I could survive a life without feeling this again.
“Yes,” he growled and pumped faster and harder into me. “Just like that. I’m going to make you come harder and harder each time.”
Harder? I wasn’t certain it was possible for me to come harder than I just had.
He withdrew from me completely and set me on my feet, shocking me into a sad whine.
Laughing softly, he kissed my temple as he lowered himself to meet my eyes. “Don’t worry, this is just the beginning, pet. Tonight, I’m going to knot you and make you mine.”
Knot me? My eyes widened as they dropped down to the bulge at the base of his penis.
“Is that something you want, pet?”
Was it? I wasn’t sure what being knotted felt like, but I knew Preston wouldn’t do something that would hurt me. All of them were careful when we slept together, but taking a knot was something I had yet to experience.
“Yes,” I breathed.
He made a rumbling, purring sound. “Good.” Dropping to his knees, his lips suctioned to my clit and his tongue began to press against it in a strange pattern that had me hurtling towards an orgasm again.
If there were gods, I was certain that they had blessed this male’s tongue for female pleasure.
I gripped his horns, earning a pleased growl from him, as I used his horns to hold him where I wanted before grinding myself on his face.
My legs started to shake as I neared my orgasm, and just as it crested, he inserted two fingers inside of me, pumping fast and hard, just like he had been a moment ago.
I screamed and my head dropped back against the wall as I came, but when I tried to push him away, Preston pressed a hand against my stomach, keeping me in place as he continued licking and fingering me. to my surprise, I came again.
Preston finally released my throbbing, incredibly sensitive clit, and straightened. “So beautiful,” he praised before spinning me and pressing his hand against my upper back, forcing my chest against the cold tile wall of the shower. “Two more from this angle, pet.”
Two more?
“I-I … don’t …”
He tsked. “Let your body experience what you haven’t before. Don’t fight it.”
When he slid into me this time, it was much easier as I was more than warmed up at this point. I felt the ridges along his erection flaring out, ensuring he continued to fill me completely.
“Do … do you control the ridges?” I asked as he began to move faster.
“Yes and no. I can move them on my own, such as right now where I can feel your body is more pliable and flaring them will only make you feel better. Sometimes they move on their own as our bodies sync with yours, too. Part of it is preparing you for our knot, but mainly it’s to ensure your pleasure. Do you like it?”
“Like it?” I gasped as he buried himself inside of me, our bodies slapping together in the otherwise quiet shower. “I love it.”