But for her—
I walked forward, even though it felt like I was paving a path to hell…
Her small hand grasped mine. It felt like heaven. I dropped down to my knees. I wasn’t like Bishop. I didn’t get off on some power trip.
“Hey,” I said softly, pushing some hair out of her face.
She smiled, but then Bishop yanked her head roughly backwards. “Time to fuck. Hands and knees, Pet.”
“We don’t have to do what he says.” As she was shifting, Bishop had let go of her hair. I grasped her body and pulled her out of his grasp, rolling us on the floor until we were up against the back of the couch.
Luna grasped the front of my shirt, her naked body warm against mine. “It’s okay,” she whispered. “I want…” She looked down before lifting her head again and meeting my eyes. “I want to be with you. If you want…if you want it too.”
Fuck me.
I kissed her. Then I rolled her underneath me.
And maybe all this only proved what a bastard I really was because I’d had a condom at the ready the entire time.
With another half roll, I was on top of her, and she was opening her legs to me.
Luna.
My Luna.
I thrust forward through the petals of her wet sex and she was just like I thought she’d be. She was fucking paradise. I clutched the soft, supple skin of her waist, right where it flared out into her hips and ass.
God, I loved her ass. I caught myself staring at it more often than I should. No matter how many times I yanked my eyes away, they’d wander back. Whenever it was in sight.
To be able to reach down now, underneath her, and palm her sweet cheeks in my hand… My cock leapt inside her channel and I felt her muscles clamp down around me. Beneath me, she shuddered.
“Look at our pretty little slut,” Bishop said, “taking that dick so good. See, Princess, all you needed was a good train of cocks fucking you for you to feel good.”
“Would you shut the fuck up?” I yelled over my shoulder. Then turned back to Luna. “I’m so sorry about him.”
But she just smiled up at me and wrapped her second ankle around my hips, flexing her body up against mine—holy shit—
“He’s not wrong,” she groaned, thrusting her hips in a way that I knew had to be putting pressure right on her clit. Fuck, it was so hot to see her chasing her pleasure. It amped mine up even though I’d barely—
“Shit, no—” I growled, but it was too late. Cum shot into the condom before I was ready. Way the fuck before I was ready.
I kept thrusting, but the pleasure was gone almost as soon as it had begun and I couldn’t fucking believe it. I’d never been that guy. And then the first time, when I finally had Luna underneath me—
I pulled off her and tossed the condom away, about to get back between her thighs with my face but Bishop was pulling her to her feet again.
Oh, and he was laughing his ass off at me.
“I think Mason here has just demonstrated how good it is to learn a little patience. So how about that concludes today’s lesson.”
“What?” Luna turned to Bishop and I could see she all but had tears in her eyes from being unfulfilled.
“Yeah, what the fuck,” said Tank, who also hadn’t had release. But then, neither had Bishop. But he just tucked himself back up in his pants.
“Patience,” was all he said, with a wink at Luna. “You’re our fuck-toy now. Don’t worry. We’ll take you out to play with again soon enough.”
I was about to argue with him. I didn’t care what the fuck he said. I wanted to stop Luna from reaching for her jeans, but then I heard the characteristic noise of the bus door opening.
Then the curtain to the back of the bus was whipping aside and—
“What the fuck did I miss?” Cash asked as he stared wide-eyed at all of us naked and sweaty on the floor in front of him. Tank was only now tucking his dick back in. “And is it too late to get in on it?”
SEVEN
HIM
These mortals. So predictable. Their desires. Their drives.
All I have to do is pull a lever here. Push a button there.
Their desires lead them exactly where I want them to go. They give in so easily.
I hook them.
And they bite. Every time.
Even if it’s taken a few years in her case.
What is a year to me? Or six. Nothing. Time is nothing to me. And yes, I may be going to extraordinary lengths in this case.
But I am the power.
I am the might.
And she will be mine.
EIGHT
LUNA
Bishop had really just… stopped last night. Just like that. I couldn’t believe it.