Page 30 of Cross To Bear

Was Razor aware that her whole body made this tiny little shudder when he said the words? Initially I’d worried we’d triggered something distressing, but that thick honey scent made clear her response. Maddie liked it, liked it very much. So it was no surprise that as my hands slid upwards, they trailed across slick coated skin and then traced the edges of her molten core.

She was so physically hot, that came as a surprise, as if she was radiating heat as well as pleasure. Razor’s grip around her throat tightened just a little as her whole body flexed. Never enough to hurt her, constrict her breathing, just enough to bring her back to the here and now.

“Ssh…” he told her, right when I craved her moans of pleasure, frustrated by the small strangled sound that fought its way past her now closed lips. “I need you to listen to me. You can do that, right?”

As I traced the shape of her mound with my thumbs, she stared into his eyes, then nodded.

“So if you make a sound, everyone stops.” I caught a sharp look, reminding me of the rules, and I nodded as well in recognition. “We stop the minute you do and we check in, make sure you’re OK, yes?” Another nod in recognition. “Now, I want to watch this movie. I need to know if she ends up with this guy after he just fucked up royally. Whatever the two of you are doing, you need to do it quietly. No interruptions.”

Of course, the point of this game was to lose, because when you did, you won. If she gasped, moaned, made guttural sounds of pleasure, I would check in, make sure this is what she wanted, and then I’d give her everything she needed. But pretending otherwise helped create the kind of drama that would only enhance her pleasure. So that when my thumbs spread her open slowly, making her feel every second of me parting her folds, her mind was forced to follow my fingers as they slid upwards. The tension in her clit as I moved upwards, teasing the hood up, not touching anything else yet, not until she was ready.

Women are always velvety soft, the skin of their cunts so fine it couldn’t help but slip through your fingers, though as I went back for another sweep, delving deeper this time, my thumbs grazed against the slick skin of her inner lips. Not near her entrance, which I’d have aching for me before I was done. Not across the hard little bead of her clit. Just long slow caresses, bringing all of her focus back to what I was doing and then ahead, to what she wanted me to do but feared I wouldn’t.

This bit was just for me. The back of one finger, crooked and slid through her folds, collecting up her slick like it was my due, before pulling my hand free of her pants. Maddie watched me stare at the residue there, then smile before I sucked it clean. Tangy, sweet and salty, just like her. My eyes closed for a second before I went back for more. The bear and me, we reared above her, willing her to see me, my breadth, my strength, which would always be at her beck and call, right before my hands went to her waistband.

I cocked an eyebrow and waited for an answer. She nodded again, right as Razor’s hand slid upwards, thumbing her pulse, no doubt feeling it kick up faster, because I pulled her PJs off. I wanted to slow shit down, to rake my eyes over every inch of her legs, but it wasn’t about me now, it was about her. So I just slid my fingertips up her legs, then her thighs before pushing them wide. Wet, pink, slick for me, I experienced a vicious moment of pleasure right before I went back for more.

“Suck.”

Razor’s voice cut through the thick mood, forcing her head to tilt back and his hand rubbed up and down the taut surface of her throat. Two fingers of his other hand were presented for her to do just that, her lips parting on automatic, just as I spread her nether ones open. My thumb rubbed over her clit, featherlight until I was sure of her response, then more persistently as her lips closed around his fingertips and sucked.

We wanted in her, as deep as we could go, though right now we hovered around her like bees did a pollen laden flower. Razor watched her suck his fingers with rapt fascination, wanting to do more, to see how far those pretty pink lips would stretch around him. Instead he snatched them free and then leaned over, staring into my eyes as he found her clit and then slid each slick finger either side of it.

He didn’t need to tell me what to do. His gaze made clear what he wanted to happen, but I was already there, rubbing a knuckle around the sopping entrance of her, the warm depths feeling like they were sucking me in, right before I pushed one finger, then another inside her. The tight, hot, slick channel fascinated me and taunted me with the possibilities.

My cock ached whenever I was around her, and now the sensation had my fangs grinding together. I wanted to pull away, jerk my zipper down and then lean over her, cover her body with mine as I traced that slick entrance with the head of my cock, right before I stabbed forward. Because once I did, I’d ride her hard, brutally fucking all of the longing I kept back, right before my baculum jumped forward and locked down inside her. Instead, I curled my fingers up, trying to fool my mind that I was doing just that, that her squirms of pleasure now were from just that.

She was my mate, I knew that deep in my soul, but if I ever needed confirmation of it physically I had it now. That spot that would catch my baculum swelled under my touch, right as Maddie started to break the rules.

Just as we intended.

Her whole body twitched, jerked in time with our strokes, Razor rubbing her clit harder, faster now as I delved deeper. Between the two of us we were winding her tight, tight enough to strum and draw a discordant music from. Just a tiny little squeak at first, the herald of things to come, our girl was trying to be so good. Her teeth sunk into her full bottom lip, an injury I wanted to kiss away right before I nipped at it myself, but I couldn’t. Razor was playing games for a reason, something she didn’t understand yet. To keep us back, to stop us from rushing in and gorging ourselves on all of her sweetness, his orders were as much for her safety as her pleasure. Those teeth reappeared, gleaming in the artificial light as her mouth fell open.

“Oh…! Oh…!”

I pushed harder, curled faster, then pulled my fingers free to the sound of her desolate wail, only to shove three back in. Then my blunt nails dug as hard into that spot as I dared, making my movements more a tugging thing, one that was dragging her along with me, into this.

“Oh fuck! I’m coming!”

Heat, so much heat flushed through me, bringing with it a second hand pleasure that was almost as intense as hers, right as Razor spoke.

“Naughty girl,” he growled, staring into her wide eyes. “I told you to be quiet.”

I watched his hand rise then, knowing how this would go, even as every muscle tensed, as it slapped down on her clit.

Her scream would’ve been heard down the hallway of her apartment building, if not throughout the whole complex, as she rode the shocking impact, then the hot, hot waves of pleasure and pain, radiating throughout her entire body. It was a risky thing, but that was Razor, going where angels feared to tread. As Maddie jerked free of his grip, sitting straight up, I scanned her face, her expression, trying to get a read on her response.

One sobbing laugh led to another, the wide eyed look she was giving me right now making clear that this was coming from somewhere she didn’t even know existed, right as she fell apart. I sucked in every shudder, every gasp, every shaky peal of laughter, right before I was forced to rush in and pull her into my lap. Hold her close and through this, making clear that even if she was in undiscovered country, we were here to show her the way. We always would be, in whichever direction life took her, always. I barely restrained myself from whispering that as I rocked her against my chest, stroking her back.

Razor looked fucking jubilant, the way he always did when one of his little games had borne fruit. He came closer, wrapping her hair around his fist before drawing her head back slowly.

“You don’t know what you want yet,” he told her. “That makes sense because that idiot Jesse never bothered to explore it with you. Don’t worry, we won’t make the same mistake. No strings attached, sweetness, not until you put them there, and we’ll make sure you explore every single ‘selfish’ urge you’ve got, and in the end? If you don’t want us, we’ll let you go. Promise that, Maddie.”

She wasn’t in a state to hear this right now, and I knew what he was trying to say. His control was fraying and so was mine, which meant we needed to get the fuck out of here.

“I’m going to kiss you now,” he growled, the bear pushing hard to get to the surface. “Press your fingers to my lips if you don’t want that.”

I caught the moment when his heart broke, because those elegant fingers did just that, tracing the shape of his mouth, almost testing the softness of what we teasingly called his cock sucking lips. Right before he could pull away, she grabbed him by the back of the head and yanked him down for a kiss.

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