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Fusing his mouth to mine he slides his hands behind my knees, and I wrap my arms around his neck when he lifts me off the counter. With one arm braced under my butt and the other gripping the back of my neck, he walks us into the waterfall shower. Only then does he stop kissing me long enough to set me on my feet, and only so he can soap up a washcloth and begin working it over my skin. He’s careful to get every part of me. Thoroughly. After I’m scrubbed and rinsed clean, he washes me again. This time using his mouth and tongue, paying special attention to my pussy until I come quaking against the wall of the shower with him on his knees and one of my legs hooked over his shoulder.
“When I couldn’t find you…fuck.” We’re both breathing heavily when he presses his face into my soft stomach.
My arms circle his neck, my fingers lightly combing through his shower damp hair. My hold on him tightens when he suddenly lifts me and presses my back to the tiled wall, spreading my still shaking thighs wide around his hips. His fingertips dig into my ass as he rocks his hips and thrusts deep, sheathing himself all the way to the root in one pulse.
I cry out and my head thumps against the shower wall when he pulls back and thrusts deep again. And again. Each press of his hips grinds over my clit and his cock rearranges my organs until I’m sobbing my pleasure.
“You came for me.” I gasp when his tempo changes and he braces his feet so he can fuck me even harder, working himself impossibly deeper.
“Did you think I wouldn’t?” He pauses for a moment then doubles down the effort until I feel like he’s trying to climb inside my body.
“I had a lot of time to think.” I whine. “Jarik, uhn. Yes! I need…” Everything clenches and my fingers curl, so my blunt nails sink into his back, needing him closer. Deeper. “Harder!” I scream. “Ah, God, Jarik! I need youharder.”
“I’ll always come for you,” he snarls against my neck. His grunts and growls are feral as he rails me under the deluge of water, slamming me up against the shower wall until I think we’ll crack the tile. His breaths heavy and ragged against my ear.
“Say it again, Mercy-mine.” he grunts to the tempo of his thrusts. “I want to hear you scream my name, so it echoes all around us.” He plants his feet wider, or maybe it’s his body that is growing wider. Shifting the position of his hands on my ass as he drills into me with a force that should frighten me, but I can’t get enough. I want everything he gives me. I want him in all his forms. Tears sting the backs of my eyes as I realize that I never want to have to let him go again.
It was too close. I came too close to losing him. To being lost. Being with Jarik makes me feel whole. Before that auction, I was living a half-life. Not even that, I was barely surviving, but Jarik somehow pieced me back together. Injecting bits of himself to fill the spaces where there were gaps and holes. I wonder, do I do the same for him? I feel like I do.
“That’s it,bejbe,” he grunts. “You feel sofuckinggood wrapped around my cock.” Each thrust of his hips sends my body spiraling high and higher. “You love this, don’t you,” he pants. “You love the way my cock stretches your tight little cunt. I want to feel you come for me.”
I’m so close already and his filthy words send me straight to the edge.
“Ah, yeah. That’s it, you’re squeezing me so good,bejbe.” he grunts when my pussy tightens. His breath is hot on the side of my face as he pistons into me with short, fast strokes until…
“Yes, just there! Make me come. Jarik, please make me—” My mouth falls open and he curls himself around me at the same time my breath stills as my orgasm locks every muscle tight before sending me flying apart.
I’ve always heard it described as seeing fireworks, but in this moment, Iamthe fireworks, bursting apart over and over again. I’m still pulsing around him when he drops my legs, letting me slide down his body.
“On your knees,bejbe.” he says quietly as he eases me to the tiled floor. His hand slides down my cheek to cup my chin. “Open wide for me.”
Keeping my eyes on him, I do as he says. Opening my mouth wide and sticking my tongue out. He places the thick head of his cock on it so I can taste our combined cum.
“Suck me,bejbe.” He hisses. “Take me deep.”
My cheeks hollow and I hum as I suck him into my mouth, taking as much of his cock as I can.
“That’s it, Mercy,” he groans, pushing all the way to the back of my throat.
My palms slide up the front of his thighs and my fingers dig into the thick muscles as I suck a deep breath through my nose and do my best to relax like he taught me. His breaths punch out of his chest, and I watch the way he clenches his jaw as I work the underside of his cock with my tongue. Lapping at the vein that runs the length, humming as I dive forward before retreating.
“God, I love your fucking mouth, Mercy.” He groans before carding his fingers through my hair and then gripping the back of my head. “Open wider. Here I come.”
His hips pin me to the wall as he slides into my throat. Forcing my jaw wide and cutting off my air.
“Fuck, yeah. Your mouth was made for my cock.” He grunts as he shuttles in and out of my throat as my fingers dig deeper into his thick thighs. I’m stuffed so full of him, I can’t even whimper and then he’s pushing in deep and holding me there. “Swallow it all,bejbe. Every fucking drop.”
And I do. With tears running down the sides of my face, I don’t let a single drop escape. Then I lick him clean.
“You have no right being so godsdamn perfect.” He groans as he lifts me from the floor of the shower, wrapping me in his arms and then kissing me, not caring that I must taste of him or that I haven’t brushed my teeth in days.
The water has gone cold by the time he shuts it off. He dries me with a fluffy towel and leaves me to brush my teeth and use the toilet. Then he wraps me up and carries me back into his bedroom.
Six
JARIK
Ileave Mercy freshly fucked and sated, nestled between my sheets with the promise to be back soon. The way she’s blinking owlishly, it wouldn’t surprise me if she drifts off before I even make it out of the room.
