Page 95 of Our Blood, Our Pain

“I’m gonna cum, Jules. You’re hitting my prostate so fucking good, make me cum,” he says, pleading. My orgasm builds and just as I feel it about to spill over, I squeeze his neck harder until his face turns red. As soon as he starts to gasp for air, his eyes roll back and he cums like a water fountain, spraying that delicious seed all over himself. Of course the sight triggers my own orgasm, flooding his ass with weeks of stocked up cum, filling him to the brim. I remove my hands from his neck and try to relax my breathing as I’m depleted of any energy. Fucking Kai is hard work, but the best work. I roll over to lie next to him, and he scoots in close, his body becoming limp as his rapidly beating heart slows to normal. I watch as he strokes his throat with his fingers, a small smile on his face.

“That feel good?”

“Yes. I’ve missed it so much. Never let me go that long without your markings again.”

“You really enjoy the pain of it, don’t you?”

“It’s not just that. The tenderness makes me feel secure, it’s like being in armor. That your mark protects me in some way. I know it sounds dumb.”

“Nothing you say sounds dumb, and I’ve got no issue keeping those bruises on you for the world to see.”

He leans back and looks at me from beneath his thick lashes, he smiles, showcasing that sexy-ass dimple.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

50

KAI

I’ve been back home for three days now, and I’m so freakin’ happy I could burst into song. Today I’m going back to work, because sitting around waiting for Jules is driving me insane. I wish I could work with him, but Dima has forbidden it unless necessary. Prick. Not that I’d call him that to his face. Dressed and ready for the day, I walk out into our kitchen where Jules and Simon are chatting. My man is so damn sexy. I can’t believe I ever did life without him. He’s my solar eclipse. Everything else in life gets shut out when he’s around me. Okay, I can see why Dima has split us up for work.

“Hey Kai,” Si says as I walk further into the kitchen.

“Hey. What’s the plan for today?” I ask as Jules pulls me into his side while he finishes his slice of toast.

“We’re hanging back today. The architect is arriving to meet with Lev and D this morning, and he wants us there.”

“I’ll see you guys over at the main house, gotta go speak to Lev,” Simon says, seemingly distracted as he puts his coffee mug in the sink and walks out of the front door.

“Is he okay?” I ask. Simon’s mood appeared off this morning.

“I think Carlos was goading him last night at the club. I’m just waiting for the fireworks between those two.”

“It’ll be fun to watch. You know, I was thinking, after hearing you speak to Mom the other day, I never realized you had a different last name. She never spoke about our grandparents, so, what is it?”

“It’s Moore.”

“Jules Moore. Huh. Sounds so proper.”

“I prefer Kai Moore. We need to get on that.”

“Get on that?”

“Yeah, you should have my surname. You’re mine and this is the final step.”

My heart stops, literally stops at the insinuation.

“Hold on, do you want to get married?”

“Yeah. I’d thought you would’ve worked that out by now.”

“No, why would I?”

“You need to pay more attention, Kai”

I laugh at the casualness of this, just an assumption that this is where we’re headed, and I love it.

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