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“Distracted by something?” His voice is hoarse as he teases me.
I don’t let up, even as my eyes water again. Let him mold my mouth to the shape of him. Just like he’ll mold my insides too. When I take this length inside me, when I feel brave enough to do so, it will mark me like his fingers marked my skin. My throat finally starts to relax, so I press my head down and let the tip of him stretch deep in me.
“Oh, Kaye,” he murmurs.
I don’t let my tongue and hands rest, even as the discomfort of fucking him with my throat starts to wear on me. He lets out a growl and starts fucking me harder, adding another finger. I feel full on both ends, loving the roughness I’ve let out by pleasuring him.
“Does the choking turn you on so much?” he rasps as he thrusts into me relentlessly. “It’s like a flood down here. You’ll give me naughty ideas if you’re not careful. Dangerous ideas like pinning you down and fucking that little throat until I coat your insides with my seed.”
His sharp, dirty words and the rigorous pace of his motions triggers me near to climax in moments. I clamp down on his thighs and gurgle obscenely. The pain of his length stretching my throat mixes with the pleasure of oncoming orgasm. I throw my head back. I have to release his cock; I’m afraid I’ll hurt him. As the peak washes through me, I scream and writhe on his fingers for the second time. He wasn’t exaggerating about the flood of arousal. When he removes his fingers, I feel it on my inner thigh— a mixture of sweat and cum damp enough to cause a single trickle to slide down my leg. When the droplet hits the back of my knee, a shiver runs through me.
“Mmm, you’re shaking. Take a break from all that work,” he suggests, kneading my backside to comfort me. I’m ready to collapse, but I don’t want to give up. I dive for his cock again, but he catches my waist and pulls.
With the way he treats me so gently, I’ve almost forgotten his strength. In an efficient movement that has me feeling like nothing but a ragdoll, he lifts and turns me until I’m seated on his chest. Bewildered, I stare down at him.
“Weren’t you enjoying it?” I ask.
“Too much,” he sighs. “I want more orgasms from you. I made a big fuss about licking you ’til you beg me to stop or something like that.”
“I remember. You almost had me that night,” I confess. “If you pushed me, I’d have folded—” I snap my fingers. “—like that.”
“But I shouldn’t,” he says with a frown. “I shouldn’t push you. All I do is push and fight and demand my way through life. I don’t want that with you.”
I set my palms on either side of his face, cradling him. “You don’t have that with me. It wasn’t your demands that won me over.”
Silver flashes in his eyes for a single heartbeat.
“What was it? I still don’t understand that.”
“Your love,” I tell him, not sure how he could be so clever and not see that. “You loved me before I knew you. Did I ever stand a chance against that? I thought you wanted to control me until I understood you better. You reach for control out of fear. Fear of losing me.”
He stares, pain twisting his lips.
“Yes,” is all he says. “That’s why you’ll stay on your farm. Very happy and far from me and my violent existence.”
The tears start before I can stop them.
“How can I be happy without this now?” I ask him, miserably overwhelmed by the energy between us. It’s heady and emotional, but it still doesn’t feel sad. This pain is ours to share and that makes it easier to bear. There’s an undeniable truth in it that I’ve been dodging. “I’m in love with you.”
I fall against him, and he kisses me while I blubber a bit. He kindly chooses not to mention the tears, instead wiping them away for me between gentle brushes of his lips on my damp cheeks.
“It won’t be forever,” he says, answering unspoken questions I was keeping locked away.
“Then when? Do we have to wait for a war to end now?”
Silence.
I turn my cheek, hiding my anguish in his pretty silver tresses. If only we could be two people with no responsibilities at all, brushing each other’s hair and licking each other to orgasm in perpetuity. That’s no life, though.
“I love you too,” he whispers, stroking my hair. “I’m sorry I don’t have an answer. Just know that no matter how long we’re apart, my soul is always with you. I don’t need it for the work I do, after all. There’s nothing that could keep me from returning to you— not any army and not any bounty hunter. I’m not proud to be a ruthless killer, but it makes me rutting hard to kill. I’ll be blast-proof for you, because you don’t deserve to be lonely.”
For a brief while, we stroke each other and kiss, cuddling as if we’ve finished. But this is only the beginning of a long night. We’re pacing ourselves, determined to fit a mating call’s worth of pleasure into one night. I notice his resting eyes and poke his chin.
“Not falling asleep, are you?”
He opens an eye and smirks. The black has receded for now, and I’m happy to enjoy the twinkling silver. “With this cock standing at attention? I think not.”
“How is your cock still hard after that?” I ask, leaning back to stroke it teasingly.
