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Ellie looked confused, but the others nodded. I shook my head, rolling my eyes at Bael's unique way of dancing around things and speaking in riddles. "It's because I have one blue eye and one brown eye. He's just being dramatic about it."
Ellie leaned forward, squinting at me. "Why did I never notice that?" Tony, Rex, and Roy laughed at Ellie, and she turned her narrowed eyes on them. "Keep laughing, and we'll see who drops a flaming hoop on your hollow heads tomorrow."
This only made them laugh louder, and I could see Ellie fighting a grin as she tossed the rest of her drink back.
"Let's give them something to gossip about," Bael whispered into my ear. Holding out a hand, he wrapped his fingers around mine and pulled me from my chair, placing his other hand on the small of my back.
I waved at the others as their wolf whistles and whoops followed us.
We left the tent, the cool night breeze hitting my flushed face as we stepped outside. Bael took off, pulling me along after him. I laughed as we ran through throngs of gray faces intermixed with wandering, half-alive souls here and there. They were easier to identify now that I knew what I was looking for.
Carnies waved to us from their booths and stations, some simply nodding their heads or tipping their hats our way. The carnival was a dizzying rush of colors, noises, and smells.
We made it to the Ferris Wheel again, and memories of our last ride floated through my head. I used to be terrified of heights, but now, knowing that I was technically dead, it settled something inside me. I couldn't actually get hurt up there, so what was there to worry about?
We jumped into a seat, this one surrounded by a cage of sorts with small windows that allowed you some semblance of privacy to overlook the carnival from above. It swung back and forth as we tumbled into place. Bael's strong arms were wrapped around me, holding me close to his body. It was surprisingly pristine inside, the cage gilded in gold with red bench seats.
He pulled me onto his lap, running his hands up my thighs until they rested on my hips. His lips were rough against mine, hungrily devouring every inch of me. I moaned softly as he slid one hand underneath my dress, tracing lazy circles around my inner thigh. The ride began to move, lifting us slowly into the air.
He broke away from my lips to trail hot kisses down my neck before whispering huskily in my ear. "Feel what you do to me? I'm wild for you, blue girl."
I could feel him hardening beneath his leather pants, his cock perfectly lined up against my pussy. I was wet for him already, overwhelmed with need.
"I need to be inside you," he said, his voice deepening, his English hard to understand as his accent thickened. He pulled back, his navy eyes nearly black. "Let me fuck you in the sky..."
As we continued our ascent, I pulled down my dress until it bunched around my waistline. I was bare underneath, and now my breasts were exposed to the cool outside air. Bael cursed as he lifted me higher, taking one of my nipples into his mouth. The piercing through his tongue rolled around the sensitive bud, causing my hips to jerk and my head to fall back. I closed my eyes and moaned.
He licked and sucked me as he used one hand to unzip his pants, pulling himself free. I felt the brush of his cock against my pussy, and I shuddered with anticipation. The ride reached its peak, and for a moment, we were weightless. Bael positioned himself at my entrance and pushed inside me in one swift motion, filling me completely. I gasped as he began to move with long, slow strokes.
My thighs straddled his waist as we moved together in the sky-high cage. The wind whipped through our hair as Bael's thrusts became deeper and more urgent. I held onto the bars behind his head with one hand while gripping his long hair with the other, running my fingers along his scalp like claws.
I could see the carnival down below us, lit up like a beacon in the sea of darkness that was the ghostly Bayou. Up here, it was only us, locked away in our private world. Up here, I could be indulgent and selfish for once in my life. I could bask in pleasure that I never knew existed. It could be like this forever if I wanted it.
His hips met mine, thrust for thrust, both of us panting and cursing every time he bottomed out. The wet slaps of our skin were the most erotic thing I'd ever heard.
The ride began to move again, and it felt like it was moving faster now. If I wasn't so entirely wrapped up in the man with his cock buried inside of me, I might have been freaking out a little.
I fucked him hard and fast, swiveling my hips as I raised one foot up onto the bench seat. It put me at a slightly different angle that had the head of his cock rubbing up against an elusive spot that had me seeing stars.
Bael's muscles rippled beneath his skin with each thrust, and his eyes locked on mine as he drove into me again and again. The rush of adrenaline from being so high in the sky was intoxicating.
But Bael wouldn't let me stay quiet for long; he leaned down to capture my lips in a fierce kiss that sent sparks shooting through every nerve ending in my body. His fingers dug into the flesh at my hips, pulling me harder onto him until our pelvises met with an audible clap that echoed off the metal bars around us.
"Oh, god—" I groaned. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" It was a chant now, every time he thrust into me. Every time I bounced in his lap, another wave of pleasure would roll through my body.
I felt myself teetering on edge. It wouldn't take much more before I shattered completely under his touch. His hand snaked between us to stroke furiously at my swollen, throbbing clit until everything went white behind my closed eyelids and pure ecstasy took over completely.
My thighs shook and locked around his waist as I came hard, the walls of my pussy clenching around his length. Fire raced through my veins as I forced myself to relax and just let myself feel it—to be in the moment and allow my body to soak it in.
I was being lifted before I realized what was happening, so delirious with pleasure that it took a moment for me to wrap my arms around Bael's neck.
He laid me out on the floor between the bench seats that faced each other and settled between my spread thighs, his cock still deep inside me. He was only wearing a waistcoat and leather pants, so he slipped out of the waistcoat, revealing his entire upper body utterly covered in tattoos and piercings. His long, dark blond hair fell in waves over his broad shoulders, and his muscled arms flexed in the moonlight.
"Brace yourself, blue girl," he said, his deep voice guttural with animalistic need. "I can hardly control myself around you as it is. I need you to hold very still for me," he warned. That warning was all I needed.
He began to thrust himself into me harder and faster than before. The sensation was overwhelming; my body already sensitive and buzzing from the intense orgasm moments earlier. But I wasn't complaining. It was exactly what I needed right now. I craved more. I wanted him to use me until there was nothing left.
I sunk my fingers into my own hair as I moaned and tried to hold as still as I could, following his orders. It was hard not to meet his thrusts or grab his body. He continued to pound into me relentlessly, our bodies slapping against each other in a melodic rhythm.
