Grabbing her throat, I lift my head to look her in the eyes.“Do you know how hard you’re squeezing me right now?”
My hand tightensaround her neck.“Do you know how good you feel?”Clenching my fingers, I cut off her airway.
Her eyes widen.She fucksme faster.
I smile.“Does my dirty little slut like it when I choke her?”
She nodsas her ass slamsdown on me.Over and over and over again.She’s so fucking tight.
As her eyes start to flutter close, I release the pressure on her neck.She sucksin a ragged breath.Her gaze refocuseson mine.
“That’s it.Good girl.Look at me when Icomein you.”
Thrusting faster, harder, deeper, I bow forward on my release.My hands clench around her hip and throat.My lipsfindhers in a desperate kiss.
As her tongue strokesmine, soft and lazy and sluggish, I remove my hand from her neck and breathe into her mouth.
She sucksin the air I give her.
Her breasts push against my chest.Sliding out of her ass, keeping my lips locked on hers, I lower her back to the floor.
“Are you okay?”I ask, sittingback.
Raising a hand to her throat,my queennods.But itisn’tentirely steady.
Opening my arms, Isay, “Come here.Let me clean you.”
She crawlsinto my embrace under thehotspray of the water.I hold her to my chest before nudging her around so her back is to me.Reaching between her legs, I cup water in my hand and wash her.My lips graze her neck.
“Safe words are used freely.Anytime you want me to stop, you say it, regardless of whether you think it’ll ruin the moment forme,” I explain as I rub my cum off herlegs.“Do you understand?”
She nods.
Tilting her chin, I force her tolook me in the eye.“Don’t do that brownie shit where you never speak up or complain about your partner’s sexual performance.You tell me, okay?Anytime you don’t feel comfortable, regardless of how far along we are, you tell me.”
She searches my face.Slowly, she nods.“I understand.”
“Good.”Reaching behind me, I grab the shampoo and squirt a glob onto the top of her head.Moving the angle of the spray away from us, I start to wash her hair.“I like to do scenes,” Isay.“I’ll want to push you to the limit, and Iwill want to keep pushing until you trust me to do everything.”
Wrapping one arm around her as I continue to scrub her scalp, I hold her tight.“Because trust –having yours and giving you mine– thatis the biggestthrillfor me.”
There’sa moment of silence and then the softest, “I trust you.”
My heart squeezes.I ignore it.I refuse to take advantage of hernaivety.“You don’t know me,” I counter.Not like I want her to.“And considering you haven’t tried bondage or wand play yet, I’m not even going to suggest the other stuffI’m intoright now.We can build up to it.”Standing up to grab the shower head, I start to wash the shampoo away.“But only if you want to.”
She nods.“I do.”
Despite my brain telling me shedoesn’tknow enough to know what she wantsyet, I smile.I continue to wash her in silence, just basking in her presence, in the feel of her wet body beneath my hands.
When she’sall cleaned, I pull her into my arms and kiss heragain.She sighsagainst my lips.She’s content.Happy, I hope.
Because tomorrow, day one in Niflhelwillstart for her.The Courtwilltear her to pieces, trying to break her into their puppet.Iwillmitigate as much as Ican, but our worldisnot a kind one, and Icannot be everywhere at once.
I hatethe idea of her losing everything that currentlymakesher her.Her kindness.Her naivety.Her unfiltered joy in the world.But the dice havealready been cast.Now I haveto sit back and let them roll.
Turning off the water, I grab a towel and dry her from her hair down.She smilesat me the entire time, an emotion in her eyes I’m notyet ready to label.
“Go on to bed,” Isayas I hang up the towel and grab one for myself.“I’ll be there in a second.”
