Page 47 of Grabbed By the Guard

I join him in the tub, sitting on the opposite side. His legs stretch out past me, cocooning my much smaller form. I smile and tilt my head back, resting it on the edge of the tub as I close my eyes in bliss. Somehow, the water temp is always perfect. Refreshing when the heat of Sombra gets to me, but cooling me down when I’m hot and horny.

Glaine growls softly under his breath.

I smile.

Whoops. Does that have my tits up and out of the water? Maybe. When I peek over at him, is Glaine staring at them like a starving man?

You know it.

My smile widens as I move my foot. The best part about our height difference? When we’re sitting in the tub, Glaine’s legs on the outside of mine, my foot is nestled right in the crook of his groin. With the slightest flex of my ankle, I’m stroking the length of his dick.

He sucks in a breath at the first touch.

I look at him. “Is that okay?”

“My heart is yours, my Billie,” he grates out, speaking through closed fangs as if it’s all he can manage. “My body is, too. Learn your male. Touch him. You can do anything you want to me.”

I’d hope that would be his answer.

My smile turns wicked. “What if I want to use you instead of my false cock?”

He gulps. “Are you saying you will mate me?”

“Not bond,” I say, hating that I have to clarify that, but knowing that I’ll regret it—and so will he—if I don’t, if he gets the wrong idea, and our first time together ends in his disappointment. “But if you’re down… I’d like to mate.”

Saying I’d like to fuck just seems wrong. It implies I only want him for sex, not because I care about him, and though I teased him about acting like my vibe… if only for tonight, I can be his mate.

His claws scratch against the tub.

I raise my eyebrows at him. “Is that a no?”

“If you are in need of your male because the mate sickness is being too powerful, I would rather use my mouth and give you pleasure.”

Is that the problem? “Glaine. It’s not because of the mate sickness. I feel fine.” I move my foot again, using my toes to trace the thick vein in his shaft. “I just thought… maybe you want to do this. But if not?—”

I try not to feel rejected. After all, I’ve been putting him through that since we met. Can I really be peeved that he’s willing to go down on me instead? That was amazing, yeah, but because it was, I figured sex would be, too. I won’t rush him, though. If he’s not ready, he’s not ready. Just because I thought I was?—

I dropped my gaze to the water. That was my mistake. I looked away and Glaine… he surged from the water, gripped me by the waist with his shadow claws, and moved me. I squeal, expecting he’s making good on his offer to eat me out, but instead of lifting me up to his shoulders, he plops me right on top of his cock.

It’s trapped between us. The way I’m straddling him has my open pussy pressed against his heated flesh, but it’ll take a lot more wiggling and maneuvering to that thing inside of me.

I dig my nails in his chest, clinging to him.

He grins down at me.

“My mate requires her male, not because she is sick for him, but because she’s chosen him on her own. Even if this is as close to mating as we get this eve, I have never been so satisfied.”

“Hold on, demon,” I laugh, the relief making me feel as light as Glaine thinks I am. “Don’t go nutting already. I haven’t even shown you the good part yet.”

“As I told you, my body is yours. Take your pleasure. That’s all I need to find mine.”

We’ll see about that.

Reaching between us, I grab his dick in my hand. He jolts, and I hear another scratch of his claws against the tub. I grin. So that wasn’t a bad sign before. It was just a clue that Glaine is already close to losing his control.

Good. That means it won’t take much for me to make that happen.

I rise up on my knees. Angling his dick, I wait until I feel the warmth against my entrance. The sensation is so unlike anything I’ve ever known that I pause for a moment just to let it sink in.

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