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Without thinking, I pulled my pyjama pants back up into place and rolled onto my knees. Slowly, and with my eyes still on his, I crawled towards him. I pressed my fingers, still wet with my juices, against his lower lip.

His eyes widened slightly, but he opened his mouth and took my fingers between his lips to suck them clean.

"You even taste perfect," he said as he slid his mouth along the back of my hand. "One day I'm going to taste your pussy for myself." He took my hand in his and kissed the centre of my palm.

"Thank you," I said. I seemed to have said that a lot in the last couple of weeks. "Thank you for reminding me I'm not his prisoner anymore. I can still live my life in spite of what happened. All of my life." Someday I could let him inside me. I wanted that, when the time came.

"I'm the one who should be thanking you," Reuben said. "Watching you come was a gift. One I won't forget. This first time between us will always be special." He didn't have to say it wouldn't be the last time, that was heavy in the air between us.

"Gianni—" I started softly.

"Also wants to be with you," he finished for me. "I'm well aware. I'm man enough to admit there are things I can't give you that he can. Damon too. As long as you don't choose them instead of me, then I don't see why we can't explore all our options. We want the same thing, what's best for you. That's the only thing that matters." He kissed my forehead and stood to adjust his pants.

"I hope you sleep well." Quiet as a ghost, he slipped back out the door and closed it behind him.

I lay down and drew the blankets over myself. I closed my eyes and did something I hadn't done in a long, long time. I fell into a deep sleep.

Reuben

I stepped away from Mina's room, grimacing at the steel in my pants. I couldn't remember being harder in my life. Watching her touch herself like that, was the single, most erotic sight I'd ever seen. I wanted to touch her. To fuck her. I would, when the time came. Seeing her get off, that was enough. For now.

I opened the door to my room at the back of the house, and stepped inside. I closed the door behind me, but didn't lock it.

If anyone entered my room, they had my permission to be inside my house. No one got past the security system. If they did, they wouldn't get past Gianni and Damon. Both knew better than to come into my private space anyway. Terry wouldn't bother.

That left Mina. She was welcome at any time, regardless of the hour, or if I was sleeping. She was one of very few people who'd survive the experience if she woke me up.

I stepped out of my clothes and left them in a neat pile on the floor. Terry would slip in and take them for washing in the morning.

My bedroom was the largest in the house, the most opulently decorated. It was also the one that looked the least lived-in. I only spent several hours a day here, mostly sleeping. There was no need to step through the door, otherwise. My library was my sanctuary and my office was for working. This was just a place to rest and store my clothes. And wash.

It was to the bathroom I headed. I closed the door behind me and turned on the shower, hot almost to the point of scalding. I stepped onto the black and white penny tiles, the same as in the house's other bathrooms, and under the water.

Washing took only a couple of minutes, but I didn't start on that yet. Instead, I leaned against the walls, the subway tiles cold against my back, and wrapped my hand around my thick cock. My erection under the water, I started to slide my hand up and down, from head to heavy balls.

My eyes closed, I pictured Mina, her legs spread to display her glorious pussy. Her hand moved over her clit, fingers pressed deep inside her. The more she worked herself, the more her fingers glistened with her own juices.

I pumped harder, remembering the way her breath came in pants and tiny moans. I didn't think she was aware of the sounds she made, but I committed each one to memory, seared into my mind like a brand.

I leaned my head back and pressed my eyes shut tighter. My lips curled back in a grimace as my orgasm rose so fast I couldn't stop it. It washed over me with the water, flooding my senses and forcing me to grit my teeth to keep from shouting out loud.

I didn't shout, ever, but I could have screamed her name in that moment. All I could think of was her. When cum exploded out of me in a rush, I wanted to spill myself into her body. I wanted to fill her so full she overflowed. I wanted to hear her scream my name as I pounded into her.

Puffing lightly, I sagged forward, my orgasm fading and leaving me exhausted and not completely satisfied.

I wouldn't be until I came inside her.

CHAPTER 14

MINA

"I am going to break his scrawny little neck." A female voice came from the kitchen. Not one I recognised.

"You're going to need to get in line," Gianni replied easily. "Your dear brother, Kurt, got himself onto a whole lot of shit lists. Especially mine."

"Fuck that," she said. "If I catch up to him first, he's fucking toast."

"I want him alive." That was Reuben's soft tone.

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