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Iwanted to do this, to be with Chumley. My body ached desperately, something that had been awakened after my time with Jack. Diane and Hadley were right. The itch was there now, and my heart pounded as I straddled him.
I continued to kiss him, loving the feel of his warm hands gliding over my bare skin.
To think they’d discussed who would go first with me. I found that utterly adorable and charming. But knowing it was because they were afraid of hurting me made me feel bad. I trusted them completely, and I knew they’d never hurt me. They may be hellhounds, but I knew they wouldn’t cause me harm in any way, even if they got a bit wild.
I just knew that, deep down in my soul.
They were my men, my hellhounds, my lovers.
I smiled against Chumley’s lips as I thought that. I’d prove it by doing this, showing Chumley that thinking he’d lose control was absurd. Sure, he might get a little wild, but he’d not cause me any harm.
When he’d growled, that had fired me up even more, and I hoped he’d do it again as I broke our kiss.
Those dark eyes gazed up at me, a fire raging within them.
He was tense as he just stared at me, as if he was trying to control himself.
I smiled as I ran my hands down his muscled chest, tracing his pecs and then those deliciously defined abs.
“Take these off?” I suggested as I teased the waistband of his pants.
He swallowed, a suddenly nervous look overtaking his features.
“It’ll be okay, I trust you,” I said as I moved off of him so I could remove my own shorts and panties.
My heart hammered like mad now, and I wondered if it would hurt. Surely, he wouldn’t just plunge right on in.
No, this was Chumley for crying out loud. He wouldn’t even consider doing such a thing.
He sat up, slowly tugging his pants off as he averted his gaze.
Once they were off, I just gasped.
He was thicker than Jack, but not quite as long.
Hell, I’d spoken to Hadley about dicks a little, while Diane laughed, and discovered Jack was oddly circumcised. It looked like Chum was too. I wondered if they all were, and why that even went into their creation.
I pushed the weird thought from my mind as I leaned forward to kiss him again.
He kissed me back, his hand cupping my face as his other played with my boob again, teasing the nipple and causing my body to flush as I moaned against his lips.
He moved to gently push me down on the bed, his movements so careful, like he was questioning me and willing to stop if I wanted to.
I didn’t want him to stop, and I let him lay me back on the bed as his body hovered over mine. Those strong, ripped arms caged me in, and I stared up at him, tracing the scar through his left eyebrow. He’d told me he’d been created with it, which fascinated me. I ran my finger down the side of his cheek, tracing his short beard. None of them actually shaved or touched their hair, as it didn’t seem to grow or change really. Their bodies were so interesting, and Dezikiel and the other teachers had studied them a bit at first to better understand them. There was very little information around on hellhounds apparently.
“Do you want to keep going?” Chum asked, his voice low and slightly nervous.
“Yes,” I said with certainty.
He managed a relieved smile at me before he dove down to kiss my neck.
He suckled the skin there, and I ran my hands down his back, feeling the muscles quiver and tighten beneath my touch.
I arched against him, straining to reach his ass, and loving how toned and firm it was.
He didn’t seem to mind me fondling it, which was nice, since I’d decided it was a damn fine ass. Hell, they probably all had fine asses. Jack did, but I was a little more pre-occupied with it being my first time than feeling up his butt.
