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When I woke up,Zay was still in my bed.
Not exactly unexpected, but certainly not…expected.
Especially not him being fast asleep – seemingly devoid of the usual hypervigilant awareness I’d long associated with Thorns.
As I watched the steady rise and fall of his chest, I convinced myself that it must be some sort of trap – he onlylookedutterly at peace, not on high-alert against possible impending danger.
I pulled the covers off him to test the theory.
He stirred, and shifted positions, then went right back to the same state as before – heavy deep breathing, lips slighted parted, eyelids closed, but relaxed. There he was, in all his utterly nude glory, just…
In my bed.
Like he belonged there.
The idea made me smile—but more than that; it made me act on the slow, steady throbbing between my legs. Of course I understood why he’d stopped where he did yesterday, after my…moment.
Now that we’d passed that, I wanted nothing more than to finish what I’d started—to reclaim what had been so traumatic for me.
I refused to let the fear hold me back any longer.
So I climbed on top of him.
With my legs straddling his, I took his dick in my hands, marveling over how immediately he came to life at my touch. I could feel the shift in Zay’s breathing, the sudden tension in his body. Before he could awake enough to make me hesitate or second-think it, I lined my body up with his and sank onto him.
Luckily, I’d been wet since I woke up.
His eyes came open, and went straight to where we were joined in a perfectly, uncomfortably tight fit. I wanted to move, wanted to ride him, but his hands were locked onto my thighs, keeping me still.
“What are you doing?” he asked, his gaze finally coming up to meet mine.
“What does it seem like?”
“Like you caught me slipping.”
I smirked, propping my hands against his chest before I leaned in a bit. “You know… you’re right. I shouldnothave been able to sneak my way onto a Thorn’s dick, should I? You losing your edge?”
He released his hold on my thighs to prop his hands behind his head instead. “More like… settling in.”
“Settling into…?”
“Normalcy,” he answered, with a little roll of his hips that made me gasp. “It’s a foreign feeling, but… I keep hearing it’s what I’m supposed to do. So… here I am, I guess?”
“But this is such a vulnerable position,” I said, moving my hands up to his neck. I slid a finger along the base of this throat as I tipped my head. “There was this move you taught me… remember? I could kill you.”
Not even the slightest tinge of fear showed in Isaiah’s gaze as he shrugged. “You could. But I trust you to take this moment and do something else with it. The power here, right now… it’s yours, princess. You’re in control.”
You’re in control.
Yes.
I was.
I moved my hands back to his chest for necessary leverage, and then finally took him for a ride. This was yet another thing I hadn’t known I was waiting on, not until I was fully immersed in the feeling of him stretching me open, filling me up. His hands gripping my ass and gripping my thighs, his upward strokes to meet my downward ones with full force.
The delicious pleasure of it all.
And then, afterwards… peace.
