41. Jasper
Chapter forty-one
Jasper
W ith my heart light and my belly full, there’s only one thing on my mind.
Reina’s honor.
She promised it to me and I promised myself I wouldn’t take it until I knew she loved me. She does. There’s no doubt in my mind, and the way my family accepted her, the way she embraced them back without pause or awkwardness…
It’s love, without a doubt.
The wine has warmed us both and she giggles as we escape the crowd.
I pull her close and cover her mouth, shushing her. “We don’t want them noticing.”
She bites me.
Of course she bites me.
I don’t let go, pulling her flush against my chest. “We’re not quite to the bedroom yet, love. But soon, I’ll show you a real bite,” I say against the shell of her ear.
She thrashes a little, just a play at resistance, and licks my palm over her bitemarks. I slide my hand away at the gentle gesture.
“Well, then, hasten us there, so soon can be now sooner.”
I pull her into my arms and hurry up the winding stairs. It’s a hike up to the fifth level, and my legs are burning by the time I’m walking the precarious wooden bridge out to the limb where our little nest lies. Never would I have thought I could become a bird.
“Wait, look,” Reina says when we’re halfway across the bridge.
She points out west and I turn us to see what’s caught her attention. The moons are kissing, following the sun down below the horizon and pulling the sea into their passionate tryst. It’s a wonderous sight.
She wraps her arm around my neck tighter and leans up toward my lips. She brushes them against mine softly, asking and gentle. I return the gesture, just as softly—mostly because I don’t want to get distracted, lose my footing on the bridge, and send us to an early death.
I pull away from her and smile. Her eyes are glowing blue with the fire of her magic. Her body is hot, craving mine. I take steady steps into our little room for the night and she gasps with wonder.
Magus crystals decorate the walls and ceiling in a crisscrossing string pattern. There’s a soft-looking mattress stuffed with chicken feathers resting on the warm wood floor, and lemony incense that keep the bugs out burning next to the windows.
“I’ve thought it a thousand times today, but still I’m in awe. It’s incredible,” she whispers.
“Not yet, it isn’t,” I say, walking her toward the bed.
I kneel down and hold her against my thigh as I use my other hand to remove her bridal shoes. She watches me keenly as I strip her down further, removing the burned stockings from her legs.
“You asked me once to take your honor,” I say, laying her down on the plush mattress. “Did you love me then?”
She chews on her bottom lip. “I don’t know. I think maybe I did, but I just wouldn’t admit it.”
“Really?” I pull on the strings at the side of her bodice that keep the strapless gown in place.
She reaches up, tugging on the buttons of my shirt. “Yes. You’d stolen me, taken my agency and my choice. You’d done to me what everyone else had done my whole life, and I didn’t want to relent. I didn’t want to admit that you’d also been gentle, and kind, and shown me all the things that no one else ever had. I didn’t want to know that you saw me as more than a tool, even as you used me, but you didn’t want to. You wanted to keep me away, and safe.”
Her hands coast down my chest, sending a thrill through my skin to my cock. “I never wanted to hurt you at all. When I saw you sunbathing, I felt the pull in my chest, the need to have you, possess you. I thought you were the key, the solution to my problems. But truly, you were the key to my soul.”
“Let me unlock you now, scoundrel,” she says, her fingers drifting down to my pants.
I smirk, tugging on her dress. “As you wish, princess.”
We strip one another of our clothes in delicate gestures, reverence in every movement. My fingers drag along her new scars, caressing each one with slow, loving care. She is so beautiful. So deadly.
I drop low and kiss her stomach up to her chest. The swell of her breasts entices me but I avoid them. I know how much she wants me there, the attention she so craves. But this is a slow game. We have time, and I’m going to take it.
I open my mouth and kiss through the valley of her chest with my teeth and tongue until I reach the bones of her clavicle. Reina moans and writhes like I knew she would, wrapping her legs around my hips. I push my trousers down with one hand and lean into her as our lips meet.
“Jasper,” she whispers against my mouth.
I consume her, feasting on the desire and need in her every breath. I slide my hand from my pants up to her inner thigh where I find her ready. I slide my fingers through her center and drag the sweet wetness up to her clit.
She arches her back and keens into my mouth. I push against her, pinning her to the mattress and thrusting harder with my fingers. I know she likes it fast. I hope she wants it rough, too.
I love the way my fingers glide along her plush skin and make her glow. The heat of her orgasm is building, and blazing blue lights up the space where orange magus crystals shimmer. Her eyes lock on mine and I know she’s getting close. The knowledge spurs me on and before I know it, I’m thrusting against her thigh.
“Ohksano’amai,” she whines and I’m undone.
I’m remade.
I’m torn apart and restructured to the sound of her voice. I’ve become a new being with the words of my wholeness on her lips. She is me, I am her, and we are one.
“Come, my love,” I murmur.
Reina’s skin heats, and I endure as she lets herself fall into the pleasure of my touch. She screams and I cover her mouth with a kiss, muffling the sound so it’s just mine. All mine.
When she eases back into herself, I pull my fingers away. I drag them up to her mouth and slide her cum along her lips, then kiss her again. She moans and cups my cock through my undergarment.
“Thank you for my orgasm,” she says, her smile devious. “Now it’s time for another.”
“So greedy,” I say, tasting her.
She gropes me hard and the blood pulses through my cock. “Yours.”
“Oh, sunshine, I can’t come as many times as you,” I say.
“Why not?” she asks in a needy way as she strokes me through the cloth.
Her touch isn’t delicate either, and it makes me shiver as she tugs and squeezes. I don’t want this to be the way things go again.
“I want your honor, my love, and I can’t take it if you make me come in my shorts,” I whisper against her lips.
“Have you ever tried to come twice?” she asks.
I’m struck dumb. “No, I haven’t.”
“Who says you can’t?”
“I…”
She grins and rubs her thumb over my sensitive head, sending a thrill of sensation up my body. “Let’s see. If not, we have all night, don’t we?”
The drum beats steadily below, and the music of my people resonates through the night.
“We do.”
“Then come here. There’s something I want to try,” she says, pulling me up her body.
I kick my pants off. “What do you want me to do?” I ask, bared before her with my legs caging her ribs.
She pushes her hands against the sides of her chest and makes the crevasse between her breasts join. “I want you to fuck me here, into my mouth.”
I run my hand through her hair and grip the back of her neck. “This will bring you pleasure?”
She nods fervently. I drag my fingers through her center and she gasps. She’s still so wet, and that slickness will aid me in her request. I push my coated fingers through the valley of her breasts and she whimpers, her hips thrusting upward with need.
“This is what you want,” I say, noting her desire for my cock to be elsewhere. “Why?”
“I want to see all of you when you come.” She licks her lips. “Taste all of you.”
Her words slide along my shaft and urge me forward. I press the head of my cock to the bottom of her breasts and slip my damp fingers over her right nipple. I lean forward and take a deep breath, letting my shift overcome my legs. They split, transforming into four tentacles. Two of them come forward, taking the place of Reina’s hands to hold her breasts together. She slides her hands along the ridges of my tentacles, her fingers weaving between the suckers, feeling every bit of me, just like she wanted.
My other two tentacles wrap around the backs of her thighs, one tip teasing her entrance and the other her clit. Her eyes go deep blue with lust as she grips the base of my cock and guides me closer.
I thrust, sliding into the warmth of her chest. She looks down and opens her mouth, tongue lapping at my head when it emerges. The sight is so erotic I feel the orgasm already building at the base of my dick. I push a little farther until I’m fully sheathed between her breasts and she takes the first inches of me into her mouth.
She sucks, swirling her tongue over my head and tickling the bottom of my head. The pressure of her breasts squeezing my shaft is unlike her hand, unlike her mouth where there are ridges and texture. She’s so smooth here it’s like gliding through silky waves.
I pull back and she gasps, her eyes locked on mine. “Faster,” she whispers. “Fuck my tits and make yourself come.”
I grin. “Where did you get that filthy mouth, princess?”
“You want me to stop?”
I thrust forward and push between her lips. “Absolutely not.”
She moans and sucks on my head to the point of blinding bliss. I need a distraction if I’m going to make this last, so I focus on my tentacles at her pussy. I alternate wiggling the tip quickly over her clit with latching one of the suckers onto it while the other tentacle pushes in slow and deep.
Reina groans and her hips lift off the bed, pushing me farther up her chest until half of my cock is in her mouth. She sucks sloppily, lathering me in her saliva so that when I pull out, I glide between her breasts with ease. I tighten my grip on her chest and move the tips of my tentacles over her nipples, giving them ample attention.
Her hands coast up my stomach and I grab them tightly as I thrust again. Her eyes are pleading now, and her bottom lip quivers against my head. She asked for another, so I’m going to give it to her.
I pluck at her sensitive spots all at once, bulking the tentacle inside her as I fuck her fast and hard. Reina screams and I silence her with my cock. The vibration of her orgasm ripples up my shaft into the pit of my stomach, pushing me to the edge.
“You want my cum in your mouth again, sunshine?” I ask, pulsing gently so that I stay inside her while getting the friction I need to finish.
She looks up at me with tears in her eyes and bobs her head forward, taking more of me and sucking greedily, noisily. I groan at her fervor, and stars dance through my vision. She might be sucking my soul right out, joining them together inside her. I’m unable to hold back any longer.
“You’re making me come, Rei,” I warn as I feel the hot liquid rushing through my cock.
She drags her nails down my stomach and grips my ass, pulling me forward. I brace one hand against the wall behind her as she takes me all the way into her. I watch, unable to look away as she hollows her cheeks and works her throat. The pressure of her muscles massaging me for every drop makes me tremble. My vision goes white, and I know I’m roaring her name.
When she’s sucked every last drop from me, she relaxes her grip on my ass and I pull away. I flop down beside her legs, my tentacles a mess all over her body, and just pant.
I am a blissful void.
“Well? How was that?” she asks.
I try to say it was amazing, but all that comes out is a long, desperate groan.
She giggles. “How are things looking for an encore?”
I lift my head and look down at my half-hard cock. “Ten-minute break, minimum.”
She sits up and slithers between my tentacles until we’re chest to chest, upside down on the bed. “I’m sure there’s something else we can do to fill the time.”