“I give you my mouth you shut up about this, leaving shit, not wanting help. Already claimed you in front of my brothers. Now it’s time for you to realize you’re mine, Persephone.” Holy shit, I repeat repeatedly in my head.
“Ugh, Cain, that’s a lot. I’m not completely versed in biker lingo, but that’s pretty big. You hardly know what you’re taking on. What if we don’t mesh or the sex sucks or, I don’t know, I become too much?”
“Babe.” That’s all Cain says as he moves, not giving me more besides that one word. There’s a whisper of a light coming from the cracked-open door of the bathroom, highlighting exactly how he has no problem hovering over me. My legs spread for him, and that’s when I feel him. Thick, long, and heavy with need when he slides it along my center.
“Cain.” This time, his name is a whimper, and I really hate that I’m basically down an arm. My other one grips his side, my thumb sweeping over the slope of him. I knew when he got into bed with me that he didn’t have a shirt on, but apparently, he forgot the bottoms too, because as I hitch my legs over his hips, I don’t feel a stitch of clothing.
“I’m thinkin’ you already know the lengths I’d go to protect you. The way you’re whimpering, rockin’ your hips, feelin’ just how wet you are for me, the sex will be fan-fuckin-tastic. Not sure who put it in your head you’re too much. You aren’t. What you are is a fuckin’ amazing woman, and you’re mine.” He lowers his head, sealing his lips to mine. The conviction in Cain’s words tells me that taking a chance with him will be more than worth it. He nibbles on my lip, causing me to moan, and that’s when Cain uses his tongue. Jesus, do I want to feel his mouth all over my body from just a freaking kiss.
“More.” He’s been so careful and mindful of my injury. That doesn’t mean we can’t do something for the both of us.
“Not tonight, Persephone.” Cain pulls back, but my legs keep him close.
“Yes, tonight. Maybe not full-on sex, but at least something for the both of us, please?” I’m practically begging, having zero shame.
“We do this, it’s my way. No lip and no asking for more. The first time I fuck you, I want you to be able to move your body without worrying you’re hurting. So, tonight you’ll get my mouth.” He leaves no room for compromise.
“Cain, that’s not fair to you.” My hand slides from his side and cups his cheek. He moves his head, kissing my palm.
“You’re not gonna let this go, are ya?”
“No way,” I reply. Cain moves to his knees. His hands gently slip into his borrowed boxers I’m wearing, pulling them down, being careful not to jostle me.
“Fuck, wish I had more light to see you spread out in my bed. Here’s what we’re gonna do. You’re going to stay real still. I’m doin’ the work, and we’ll both reap the rewards.” I can feel his eyes on me even if he’s not touching me right now.
“Okay.” I already know it’s going to be so hard to stay still, especially when I want to feel him in every way possible.
Eleven
Shovel
The soft mewl Persephone lets out has my mouth salivating for a taste of her pussy, and I may have said we’ll both get ours, but damn if I’m not getting a taste right from the source. I slide back, my hands gliding beneath her thighs, being careful not to fuck with her upper body.
“Gonna taste you, babe. Then I’m gonna rock both of our worlds,” I tell her before lying on my stomach, inhaling her essence. It’s sweet and earthy, all fuckin’ Persephone.
“Dear God, Cain.” She purrs low in her throat, her good hand gripping mine that meandered up to her hip as I get my first taste of her. Jesus, the way she’s wet for me, all that goodness, and it’s mine.
“You like that, babe? My mouth on you, tasting you, your desire pouring out for me?” I don’t give her a chance to answer. It wouldn’t matter anyway, I already know the truth.
“Yes, Cain, yes!” I suck her clit into my mouth. When I slip a finger inside her, swear to God it’s like she’s trying to break it with how tight she clenches down on me. I hate like hell that I’m about to pull away from her cunt, but I promised her we’d both get something out of this, and I’m keeping my word, so as much as it pains me, I stop working her up.
“You ready to come with me, babe?” I ask her, moving back onto my knees, her spread thighs over my own, and my cock… Fuck, I could slide right inside her, feel her pussy tighten down on my length. We’d both feel good in the moment until our high wore off. Persephone would be in pain, and I’d feel like a fuckin’ fool for hurting her.