Page 10 of Curses & Kitsune

“You didn’t kill anyone,” I assure him.

Jinta looks up at me, breath hitching. “R-really?” When I nod, he exhales raggedly, blinking fast. “But I remember an old woman. I… I was going to—” He swallows hard, skin blanching.

The elevator dings. Sweeping an arm around his shoulder, I guide him inside and hit the button for my floor. “But you didn’t. I found you, and I stopped you.”

Jinta grabs my arm, nearly pulling it off my shoulder. I wince when he inspects the hole he tore into my sleeve, then fixes wide, accusatory eyes on mine. “Did I do this?”

Shit. “Yes?” When horror makes him gasp, I try and smile. “Kinda kinky if you ask me.”

Jinta blows out a breath, shutting his eyes tight like he’s in pain. “Oh, god…” He leans on the wall and sucks in a breath. “I completely lost it. I’m so sorry. I couldn’t stop her. The kitsune needed blood.” He’s babbling, lips trembling and eyes glazing over.

“Hey.”

Jinta shoves past and into the foyer. The moment we’re inside, he strips off the gown and tosses it on the floor, then walks naked into our bedroom. I pursue him down the hall and find him in the en suite bathroom, rinsing his mouth in the sink and spitting. He curses when the water runs red. “Fuck! I could have killed someone!” Shoulders heaving, he clutches the sink.

I lean hopelessly in the doorway while he grapples with what he’s done. “But you didn’t. I wouldn’t let you do that.”

Jinta spins around, eyes damp. “You won’t always be there to stop me.”

“Maybe not. That’s why we need to get it under control. Drinking my blood calmed you down. Maybe that’s the key.”

Shaking his head, Jinta walks past me to the bedroom. He wrenches open the dresser and puts on some sweats, not bothering with underwear, then sits at the edge of the bed. “I can’t do this… I’m not strong enough. Not good enough. I’m…” He cuts off with a choking sound, head bowed.

I kneel at his feet and take his cold hands. “Shut up. You can do this. If the kitsune wants blood, she can have mine. I don’t care. It’s a temporary solution to a problem we can solve.”

Jinta sucks in a shuddery breath, his eyes clenched shut. “Should j-just lock me up where I can’t hurt anyone. Let her have me.”

A growl rumbles up my throat. I grip his cheeks. “Look at me, Sunshine.” Tears cling to his eyelashes when he opens his watery eyes. “You’re mine,” I say on a growl. “No one else can have you. Not another man. Not another wolf. Not a kitsune. We clear?”

His lips crash against mine, tasting of salt and cherry blossoms. I open for his tongue without thinking twice, sucking on it, my cock throbbing when he moans into my mouth. He grips the nape of my neck, curling his fingers into my hair and hauling me closer. Right where I want to be.

Maybe I can’t chase away all his doubts, but I can make him feel good, make sure he knows beyond all doubt how much I need him. Dropping my hands to his hips, I pull on his sweats, and he lifts his ass high enough so I can tug them down.

His cock bobs in front of my face, already hard and needy. I stick my tongue out and run it up the length of him, swirling my tongue around his head. Jinta squirms, gripping at my hair. “Fuck, baby. Please.”

When he begs, I want to give him the world. Parting my lips, I swallow him down in one fluid motion. He hits the back of my throat and cries out above me. Hollowing my cheeks, I suck him hard from base to tip, dipping my tongue in his slit. His earthy taste and whimpers of pleasure make my cock kick against my trousers, but I ignore it and focus on him.

Slipping my hand between his legs, I roll his balls, delighted by how full they feel. Pulling off, I kiss his crown, then stick out my tongue to lap away precum. “Fuck. Love the way you taste. Gonna cum for me already?”

Jinta nods, pupils blown out and cheeks flushed. “Need this. Need you, baby, please.”

I suck on him hard, growling, and Jinta groans at the vibrations. Grasping the rock-hard base of his cock, I press a kiss to the weeping head of his dick. “Take what you need. Fuck my mouth.” I want him to lose himself in pleasure. I want to see him let go as he fucks my mouth and floods it with his cum. Wetting my finger, I pet his hole until he softens for me, then thrust inside as I swallow his cock.

“Fuck, baby!” Jinta cries. When I suck him down my throat, Jinta lets go with a hoarse sound and starts to buck beneath me. He grips my hair hard, pulling strands. I bob my head faster, trying to match his frantic pace. When he fills my throat a few times, I gag a bit but keep going, working my finger in and out until I find that spot he loves.

“Shit!” Jinta claws at my scalp. “Gonna cum!”

I massage his prostate, moaning around his cock when he clenches around me, his body wound tight. Jinta cums with a desperate groan, spilling onto my tongue in hot, thick pulses that feel like they’ll never stop. All the while, I milk his prostate until I’m certain I’ve stroked and sucked him to utter satisfaction.

My boxers are wet. Shit. I came just from servicing him. That’s a first. Nobody’s pleasure has ever gotten to me as much as his. Once I’ve sucked him clean, I tuck him back in his pants, then crawl up his body. When I kiss him, I part my lips and let him taste himself on my tongue. He shivers beneath me, grabbing handfuls of my ass and squeezing. Panting, Jinta slumps into the sheets, his eyes closed and face flushed. Totally wrung out.

I grin my satisfaction. “Feel better?”

A dopey smile lights up his face. “Oh, yeah. Definitely.” He sinks his fingers in my hair, stroking. I close my eyes, relishing the feel of his fingernails over my scalp. He chuckles. “Look at you. Leaning into my touch like a puppy.”

I slap his ass. “Not a puppy. Get some sleep. Take tomorrow off and stay close by. We’re going to fix this. I promise.”

Jinta sighs softly, eyes closing. “Okay…”

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