Page 51 of Curses & Kitsune

The sun is going down by the time we land in Osaka. I rent a car from the airport and drive into the city. The temple my mother mentioned is way up in the mountains. That’s a trip for a whole other day, so I book us a room for one night at a hotel. Tomorrow, I’ll drive the car up into the mountains and find my father.

“Whoa. This room is so nice!” Jinta says, dropping his bag by the door and rushing into the luxury suite. There’s a stunning view of the city beyond the windows.

“Can you call Ren and check in at home?” I shrug off my suit jacket and hang it up in the closet.

“My phone’s dead.” Jinta grabs his charger from his bag and goes in search of an outlet. He exhales nervously. “I hope my dad didn’t try to call during the flight…”

Annoyance makes my brow twitch. “Why would he?” I look away when Jinta tries to meet my gaze.

“There was something he tried to call me about earlier at the hospital. I hope everything’s okay.”

I hang up my tie. “Why wouldn’t it be?”

Jinta plugs his phone into an outlet. “I don’t know. I just can’t figure out why he’d call me unless something was wrong.” Shrugging, he turns to face me and offers a smile that’s tired but bright. My stomach fluttering, I pretend to adjust my jacket on its hanger in the closet. “I feel grimy from all the traveling. Want to take a bath with me?”

My blood heats at the thought, even if we don’t do anything in the tub. I’d just enjoy being wrapped in his scent, feeling him against me—while I still can. “Sure.”

“I’ll get the water running.”

The door closes behind Jinta, and water gushes into the tub. Fishing out my phone from my pocket, I sit on the bed and call Ren. She doesn’t answer, but that’s not surprising since it’s so late. She’s asleep by now. I text her, telling her we’re in Osaka and to call me in the morning, then plug my phone in to charge.

“Raiden, the bath’s ready!” Jinta calls.

Hopefully, a soak with Jinta will relax me. I strip in the bedroom, fold my clothes in one of the drawers, then join him in the bathroom. We rinse ourselves first in preparation for getting in the tub. As conflicted as I am, the sight of Jinta’s pale, smooth skin obliterates all other thoughts. Once we’re cleaned off, Jinta cautiously dips his foot in the bath, gasping as the hot water soaks his skin. A pleased sigh escapes him. “Feels great.”

My eyes glide down his body from his slender shoulders to the supple globes of his ass to his thighs. He’s absolute perfection. Jinta smiles when he meets my gaze, and his cheeks flush pink from the warmth of the bath. “Join me?” His offer sets my blood aflame.

I take his offered hand and we both sink into the blissfully hot bath. Jinta laughs softly, the sound music to my ears. “You look cute when you’re relaxed.”

I snort. “You’re the cute one.” No, he’s more than that. He’s beautiful. No ugly tattoos stain his pink skin, no scars from blades, claws, or bullets. Not yet. He’s nearly been killed so many times. First by the kitsune, then when he was kidnapped by the hunters.

Once we lift the curse, then he has to rid himself of the curse that is Raiden Noboru. My whole family, we’re just… cursed.

“Raiden?” Gentle fingers weave through my hair.

I lift my gaze, my head feeling suddenly too heavy to hold up. Jinta frowns at me. “What is it?”

I can’t tell him how I feel. Not now. Right now, I just want to make him feel good. He deserves it after the horrible afternoon I put him through.

I claim his lips with a kiss, sweeping my tongue into his mouth to taste him. I encourage him to stand while I remain kneeling, bringing his half-hard cock close where I want him most. Pressing my mouth to the hard line of his hip, I lick the water clinging in little droplets to his skin.

Jinta strokes my hair. “Raiden, you don’t have to. It’s been a rough day. We can—” But he gasps when I squeeze his hard cock and start to stroke, relishing the way he twitches in my fist. I’m blessed to know his body so intimately. This man has given me so much. His trust. His love. And I deserve none of it.

“Let me,” I croak, gazing up into his chocolate-brown eyes. “I want this.”

No, I need this. Need to make him feel good, to tell him through actions how much our time together has meant. He deserves to hear it in words, but I’m too broken to say those three words and mean them. Part of my curse, I guess.

My eyes sting as I nuzzle into his thigh, parting my lips to kiss and lick my way down his skin. When I flick my tongue over his cockhead, Jinta lets out a shuddery whine and tangles his fingers in my hair. This, this I can do. I can make him feel good. Sex is all I can offer. All I’m good for.

“R-Raiden,” Jinta whispers, rocking his hips slowly. His cock slides deeper into my mouth, and I wrap my lips around him and suck from his head down to the base, worshipping every perfect inch of him. Closing my eyes, I lose myself in his taste, reaching around to fondle his ass in both hands. When my fingers brush over his hole, Jinta tugs on my hair and whimpers. The sound is muffled, like he’s biting his lip. I want to look and appreciate how sexy he is, but I won’t.

This isn’t about me or my wants. This is all for him.

A groan escapes Jinta when the tip of my finger pops inside him. His hot, velvety walls wrap around my finger. No matter how many times we do this, being inside him will always feel as amazing as the first time. I stroke my finger in and out of him, massaging his prostate while I bob up and down on his cock.

“Yes. Fuck, baby. That feels so good.” Jinta pants, his thighs quivering as he thrusts into my mouth.

His cock pulses in my mouth, dribbling precum onto my tongue. The taste of him makes my own cock throb, but I ignore it. Taking in a breath through my nose, I swallow him down to the root while I work my finger in and out of his tight body. Jinta cries out as I deepthroat him, swallowing around him.

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