Page 100 of Reaper Razed
I suck him in and out of my mouth while he bucks against me, gritting his teeth from the sensitive feeling from all the chafing against his jeans mere moments ago. His breaths are coming heavy now as he screws his eyes shut while I grope at him while swallowing him whole. He bucks again, and while I’m cupping his balls, I slip my finger into my mouth, then slide it between his cheeks as he gasps at the intrusion, forcing my way in and massaging his P-spot. He bucks again as I swallow him deeper.
His eyes shoot open at the sensation, and I feel his legs tense excessively more than normal, and I can feel him curling his toes. He’s gasping and bucking as I continue sliding my finger around in his arse as I take in his whole shaft, swirling my tongue before taking it back into my throat.
“Shit,” he gasps, and I grin around his dick, sliding my finger in and out as I massage that special little area. “Fuck, it feels like I’m on fire!” he gasps.
I continue to stroke and suck and nip at his tip before filling my mouth again, he’s bucking wildly now, and his chest and face are tinged with pink. His thighs and legs have stiffened, his toes are clenched, and he’s gripping the slats in the headboard so tight I think he might snap them.
Popping his dick out of my mouth but continuing with my hand, I whisper up to him, “Relax, baby, trust me, go with it!”
I slide my mouth around him again as I feel him relax slightly, and when I up my pace, his whole body thrashes against me while his eyes literally roll back in his head till all I can see are the whites. He’s biting his lip so hard I can see the blood pooling. Every single muscle in his body has solidified, and his breaths are mere pants. When I hit that spot again, he goes off with a force I’ve never known before, and the amount of come I swallow down has me gasping for breath, too. It seems to go on for an eternity as I continue to stimulate and swallow over and over before he finally sags slightly, and once the come recedes, I slowly remove him from my mouth and gently remove my finger from his arse.
He’s staring up at the ceiling and trying to catch his breath. I can almost see his heart trying to pound out of his chest. As his breathing becomes less erratic and his pounding chest subsides slightly, he whispers out on a shaky breath, “What the fucking hell was that?”
“Is that a… what the fucking hell was that, good or what the fucking hell was that, bad?”
“It felt like I was burning up from my toes, and it took over my whole body. It felt like someone had shoved a firework up my ass… in a weird fucking hot way, fuck, I thought my head was gonna fall off!”
“I’m still not sure whether you think it was good or bad?” I laugh. I slide up his body, and he squirms at my touch. I reach his wrists and untie him, and he’s still just lying there, panting.
“You okay, baby?” I'm concerned now.
“Y-y-eah!” He sighs out. “Yeah, I’m good.”
“Maybe a no to that again, then?” I grimace.
“No! No, not a no.” He shakes his head. “That was… I don’t think I can describe it, fuck, babe!”
After about twenty minutes, just laying panting with me on my knees between his legs, he pushes himself up to sit and pulls me forward. “Shit, that was amazing!” He pulls me to his body, then flips us and throws me on my back.
“My turn.” He grins against my mouth as he kisses me like I just rocked his world, and I think he's about to return the favour as he devours me and slides inside me with one thrust, making me gasp out, rocking my world in return.
He pulls me into his chest as we collapse into a sweaty heap. “Fuck, I wanna put a baby in you so bad!”
“What?” I gasp. Clearly, I heard him wrong.
“I wanna have a kid.” He turns on his side to face me, cupping my face with his hand. “I wanna be a dad. I’m ready!”
“Wait. Steel, fuck, we’ve only just got married. I thought we were gonna wait a couple of years or so!”
“I did… we were… I just… You don’t wanna have kids?”
“Not right now, no! With everything with The Armoury, Dante, and Cade, my head is all over the place as it is!” I climb off the bed, pacing and biting my thumb's side. “Then there’s Skye, and we’ve just lost JJ and Steven. Now is not a good time, Steel. Not even remotely a good fucking time!”
I need a shower, so I push into the bathroom, turn the shower on cold, and step under the freezing water. I brace myself against the wall, letting it beat down on me.
“Baby!” There’s a warm hand pressed to my back “Fuck,” he gasps when he feels the cold as he reaches past me and shuts off the water, shuddering as he grabs a towel and wraps it around me, pulling me back into the bedroom, rubbing me to warm me up. I’m just numb, though. A baby, what the fuck is he thinking?
He takes the towel off, wraps me in my dressing gown, slides me between the covers, and then heads to the dressing room, coming back out with a winter quilt and draping it over me. He climbs in at the side of me and wraps his arms around me, rubbing me while he entwines his legs with mine to warm them up, causing him to shudder as he pulls me closer. “Sleep, okay?” He pulls me tighter and just holds me. I don’t know how long he holds me till I fall asleep, but when I wake, he’s gone.
Pa Cade
It’s the day of the test. As I walk out of the clubhouse, she’s pacing by the side of the truck, chewing the side of her thumb. It makes me laugh as I do this all the time. People mistake it for a nervous reaction, but for me, it happens when I’m thinking, planning, or plotting. It’s a concentration thing, like some people sticking their tongue out when they write or draw.
“Hey Squirt, you ready?” I shout over to her so she’s aware I’m approaching. I don't wanna freak her out any more than I have.
“Yeah, let’s get this over with, Pa.”
I don’t say anything. I just give her the biggest smile. It’s the first time she’s called me Pa in weeks. As we drive to the clinic, she asks me about the lodge. I ask her about Dane and Dice. She asks me about the job at the weekend. I ask about Skye and Tank trying to stay away from us as a topic, and as we pull up at the clinic and park, she turns to face me.