Chapter Forty-Two
DAZE
“Come on, it wasn’t that bad.” I laughed at the way she scrunched her nose. “Was it?”
She quirked her lips to the side. “Okay, it was slightly better than the motorcycle cage.”
“Ha! I’ll take it.”
We lay there motionless for a second, in the middle of the safety net, staring at one another. My mind was whirling, unsure what to do now that I had her exactly where I wanted her.
Did I roll and place my hand on her thigh? Did I just lean over and kiss her?
It drove me crazy how I never seemed to know what I was doing when Arina was involved. I’d never second-guessed myself so much when it came to pursuing someone.
Hell, I still wasn’t even sure that’s what I was doing.
Nerves knotted my stomach and indecision played in my mind. Before I could make a move, Arina shifted next to me, trying to sit up.
“Where are you going?” I asked, my stomach sinking. Clearly, I missed my chance to do anything.
She was unsteady for a moment, trying to adjust to the net beneath her, but quickly got the hang of it.
I thought maybe she was going to try and find her way down without help…
especially since she wasn’t thrilled I tricked her into getting up here in the first place.
But she slung her leg over me and straddled my hips a second later.
My train of thought crashed, burned, and disintegrated all at once. Instantly, my hands went to her bare thighs, gripping her supple skin as her weight settled on me.
“You said I could make you pay.” She grinned adorably, clearly pleased with herself. “But you didn’t say how.”
“I did, didn’t I?” I cocked a brow at her before she leaned down, pressing her chest flat against mine. What a shame I’d chosen tonight of all nights to wear a shirt.
She stopped with only millimeters between our lips.
Fuck.
Heat sank straight to my dick, and it throbbed against her weight. My breath stuttered as she batted her long eyelashes and refused to close the distance.
“It was also pretty rude to tease me,” she said, her voice low and breathy. “Not very nice.”
She dipped to brush her lips against the corner of my mouth, and I slid my hands up higher on her thighs. My fingertips brushed the material of her shorts, and another spark of heat sank through me as my mind wandered.
Is she wearing underwear?
Would it be weird to ask?
Yeah… that doesn’t sound right.
“Do you want me to stop?” she whispered, planting a gentle kiss to the corner of my lips.
My answer was immediate. “No.”
She dipped lower, pressing her lips against the side of my neck. Then, again. I gasped a breath as her teeth grazed my skin, and she sucked the side of my neck tenderly. My thoughts stalled.
“Are you sure?” she asked before nipping at my earlobe.
All the blood in my body raced to my cock, and I wiggled my hips against her for friction.
There was no way in hell I was telling her to stop.
Not now, not ever.
She could have her way with me.
She can fucking ruin me.
Her warm breath rolled over my skin again, and my restraint broke. Rather than respond, I reached up to tangle my hand in her hair and dragged her face to mine, kissing her firmly. With my other hand, I grabbed her ass, and her little whimper made my cock throb.
I chased her lips with mine, our tongues tangling together. Kissing her in the club had been one thing, but this—with my cock pressed against the heat between her thighs, and only a couple layers of clothing separating us—was new. Foreign. Exciting and terrifying all at once.
Experimentally, I allowed my hands to wander.
I ran them over the curve of her ass, up her back, and across her chest, learning the dips and curve of her body.
I squeezed tenderly, afraid to hurt her, and relished in the way her body responded to my touch.
Her breath quickened, and she rolled her hips, pressing down on my cock.
Fuck.
My eyelids fluttered.
My cock ached for attention, desperate to sink into something tight and warm. Which was unusual for me, considering I only bottomed for Night. I’d topped a few times in the past, but only with men.
I had no idea what I was doing, but as she rolled her hips again, I wanted to figure it out.
I wanted her in every way I could have her.
My hands dipped beneath the hem of her T-shirt, dancing over her smooth torso and slowly working their way up. My cock throbbed when I realized she was braless, and she gasped against my mouth when I cupped her breasts and squeezed.
“Harder,” she whispered between kisses, and I obeyed, experimenting with pressure until a whine tore from her throat.
Santo dios.
She was stunning in every aspect, especially when she told me how to pleasure her. I was pretty sure I could come from just the sight of her writhing for me.
Abruptly, she pulled back to meet my eyes, and I froze.
“What do you want from me, Daze?” she whispered, her eyes hooded with lust.
The question ricocheted around my brain, and my thoughts hazed over.
I wanted to fuck her; there was no question about that. My cock was so hard it ached, and I was already so worked up, I didn’t know how I would walk back to the bus without getting off first. Jerking off in the parking lot hardly had the same appeal.
But, at the same time, my body was on fire with nerves.
I didn’t want to disappoint her.
“I…” My thoughts splintered and flew out of my mouth all at once. “I want you, Arina. All of you, whatever parts you’ll let me have. But this is all… new.”
“I’ll show you,” she assured me, rolling her hips against me. “And if you change your mind, that’s okay too.”
Change my mind?
Like hell.
“What about protection?” I asked suddenly, finding the one logical brain cell I had left. “I didn’t bring anything.”
I fucking should have.
But, truthfully, I didn’t plan on this happening when I set out to find her tonight. If I had, I would have thought about it.
“I’m on the pill,” she said, easing my mind. “But if you’d rather wait, we can.”
It was an honorable suggestion, but at that moment, I was not an honorable man. I was desperate, feral for Arina, and I needed her. Now.
I grabbed the side of her face and guided her back down, teasing my lips over hers.
“No. Show me.”
ARINA
I was probably as nervous as Daze, but the heat building in my core drove me. I didn’t remember ever being so turned on, and I needed him inside of me in the next five minutes.
That, or I was going to lose my fucking mind.
“Show me, then,” he groaned against my mouth, and I nearly fell apart.
Make that two minutes or I’m losing my mind.
This was not how I imagined the night going, not even a little bit, and if anyone walked into the arena, I would die. But nothing about mine and Daze’s connection was normal, so why should our first time be any different? Fucking on the high-flying safety net just felt right.
At least, that was what I told myself as he shimmied his pants down over his hips.
I hadn’t considered the logistics of sex on the net, but as long as we limited our acrobatics, I figured it would be fine. The bungee effect might even work to our advantage?—
Every logical thought evaporated from my brain as his cock bumped against my pussy, and I could feel every inch of him through the thin material of my shorts.
He wasn’t as big as Revel, but he was more than enough.
Perfect, actually, because I didn’t think this would work if he had some kind of enormous mutant cock.
I could almost sense Daze’s nerves in the way he moved. He was tense, anxious, but he shouldn’t have been. I didn’t know what I was doing either. Not really.
Yeah, I fucked Revel on the clown bus, but he did all the orchestrating. I didn’t have to lead or do much more than be a hole for him to bang.
But if neither of us knew what we were doing, neither of us could be disappointed. Hypothetically.
Kicking off my shorts felt like too much work, especially when they were so thin and loose. Not to mention, if they fell through the net, I’d have to climb down basically naked.
Not happening.
I’d just slide the material to the side. That way my ass wouldn’t be on full display if anyone came to check on the arena. Not sure why they would in the wee hours of the morning, but better to be safe than sorry.
I reached down between us and wrapped my fingers around Daze’s shaft, surprised when I found him even girthier than I thought. He moaned at my touch, and as I rolled my hand up toward the head, his eyes fluttered closed. A thick bead of precum coated my fingers, and I moved my hand back down.
He was rock-hard and ready, throbbing beneath my touch, and my pussy clenched at the thought of his warmth inside me.
Silently thanking the gods that I’d chosen loose-fitting shorts to sleep in, and again for the fact that I wasn’t wearing panties, I pulled my shorts to the side and guided him to my pussy.
I jumped when the head of his cock slipped over my clit and brushed my slick-soaked folds.
I was drenched, and he wasn’t even inside me yet.
When he was notched at my entrance, I sat down slowly, spearing myself on his cock. A gasp knocked free from my lips, and Daze swallowed a groan. Inch by inch, I worked him inside, settling lower and lower until he was fully sheathed.
I paused, looking up to meet his eyes. They were darkened with desire, and the look on his face was downright feral.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” His voice was more gravelly than I’d ever heard it, and he dragged me down to catch my lips with his.
I rocked my hips as he kissed me, my pussy stretching and adjusting to the size of him. I was still a little sore, but the ache quickly faded, replaced by delicious heat.
“Are you okay?” Daze whispered, pulling away to meet my eyes.
I nodded and lifted my hips before lowering them again, getting used to the feel of him. Without the fast-paced frenzy of a hate fuck, everything was slowed way down. Every touch, every move, was sensual. It sparked a different kind of desire, something romantic and addictive.
Daze tugged the hair at the nape of my neck and kissed me again, rocking his hips up to meet mine until we found a perfect rhythm. He kissed his way down my neck, and around my throat, each of his movements careful, calculated.
“God, you’re fucking stunning, cielito,” he muttered against my skin. “So beautiful and the way you take my cock is so perfect.”
My pussy clenched around him at his words, and I panted at the praise.
With Revel, we’d both been means to an end; it had been to blow off steam and release tension, nothing more.
But there was something about the slow, meaningful way Daze fucked me, the way he matched each of my movements and watched me with complete adoration, that had my self-confidence soaring. I felt feminine and beautiful. I felt like an omega, which didn’t make any sense. Daze wasn’t an alpha.
At the thought, I whined and buried my face in the side of his neck. My legs were tired from working against the safety net, and he must have realized because he grabbed my hips and began to move them at a faster pace. His thrusts also became deeper, more eager.
“Do you want me to come inside you?” he asked, and my stomach fluttered.
He could have just done it without saying anything. Could have filled me to the brim without a word, and I wouldn’t have given a damn, but the fact that he cared enough to ask…
The heat in my core turned into an inferno, and my clit throbbed. I could feel my climax brewing, swelling more with every thrust. I’d never come from penetration alone, even with toys, but I could get close.
“Please,” I begged, my voice breathy.
A groan rolled up his throat. “Touch yourself,” he urged, squeezing my hips. “I want you to come with me.”
I followed his instructions, holding myself up with one hand on his chest while I shoved my free hand down my shorts. I swirled circles around my swollen clit, shocked by how sensitive it already was. It wouldn’t take long, seconds at most, for me to come.
The safety net swayed, moving with us as Daze picked up the pace. He moved my hips faster, lifting me and slamming me back down as he bucked his hips. I wanted to close my eyes, to squeeze them shut as I shattered and came on his cock, but the way his eyes locked with mine wouldn’t allow it.
I was frozen, stuck in his trance.
The muscles in my core tightened, coiling like a spring as I moved my fingers faster.
When my orgasm slammed into me a second later, I cried out, the sound echoing through the empty arena.
My pussy clenched hard on his cock as wave after wave of pleasure assaulted my senses.
I came until I trembled, barely able to hold myself up.
“That’s it,” he said, fucking me harder. “Keep going, don’t stop. I’m almost there.”
Despite my clit being overly sensitive, I did as I was told and kept rubbing frantic circles around it. I’d never attempted two orgasms back-to-back, but I could feel the sensation there, hovering beneath the surface.
Daze’s thrusts became more erratic, and I knew he was close. His lips hardened into a line, a divot forming between his eyebrows, and his fingers tightened on my hips.
“Fuck, fuck,” he groaned. “ Arina ?—”
He slammed into me a final time, and his cock twitched inside me. Seeing him come undone was enough to push me over the edge, and I came again with a feral whine. My pussy clenched down on him all over again, milking him of every drop of cum, and I slumped against him.
Our heavy breaths were the only sounds in the arena, and as I laid my head on his chest, I could hear his racing heart.
“Holy shit,” he muttered, wrapping his arms around me and holding me in an embrace.
Holy shit is right.
My whole body was tingling, coming down from the high of multiple climaxes.
“Wow,” was all I could say. I felt like my brain was rebooting.
After a few seconds, I started to lift myself up to slip him out, but he grabbed my hips to stop me.
“Wait. Please,” he said gently. “Can we just… stay like this for a minute?”
My insides melted, and a goofy smile made its way across my face. I had to admit, the feel of his semi-hard cock in me was nice, and I didn’t really have the energy to move.
If he wanted to stay this way, we could.
“Sure. As long as you want,” I said, settling on his chest again. I closed my eyes and listened as the frantic beat of his heart gradually slowed.
I was worried I’d drift off to sleep, now that I was completely fucking sated, but he could wake me up if he needed to.
This moment was too perfect to ruin, and I wanted to savor it as long as possible.
Until the serene little bubble where only the two of us existed had to pop.