Page 31 of Redemption

“You can touch him.”

Tentative fingers reach down and stroke their way from the base to the head of my cock. She flicks at the piercing, and my dick bounces.

“It’s pretty sensitive.”

“C-can you take it out?” she stutters.

“Of course.”

“I’m just a little scared. The doctor said I could have sex but to be careful. It’ll take a long time for me to fully heal.”

I reach down to my dick and unscrew the ball and pull the ring through. Placing it down on the nightstand, I open a drawer and reach for a condom. Megan’s breath quickens.

“Do you want to stop?” I question.

“No, I want to feel every inch of you.”

I tear open the packet and roll the condom on, then I settle myself over Megan as she lies flat on her back on the bed. Her legs are parted, and I can feel them shaking on either side of me.

I bring a nipple into my mouth and suck on it until it peaks. Megan whimpers, and her legs stop quivering. Her breathing is rapid, but her chest is rising and falling now with need, not fear. I am certain of this, because when I look into her eyes, all I see are the dark hues of lust. I position myself at her entrance and wait.

“Do I have your consent?” I ask, needing her to give me permission, so she can stay in control.

“Yes,” she replies and pushes her hips forward, allowing my tip to dip into her.

I slowly enter her, and she feels tight and warm as she wraps around my dick like a vice. I don't take my eyes from hers. She’s become tense again with the intrusion, but she’s not pushing me out. Her legs come up and wrap around my backside, drawing me in closer to her. When I’m buried to the hilt, I stop and allow her to get accustomed to me deep inside her.

“Please move,” eventually falls from her lips, and I withdraw before slamming back in with a short thrust.

“More,” she begs, and I piston my hips quicker into her. Leaning forward, I bring my lips to hers, and we kiss with feverish passion. I’ve been inside many women, but I’ve never felt anything like this. It’s not me saving Megan from her nightmares…it’s her saving me.

“Savior,” I breathe into her mouth and reach down between us with my hand to circle her clit.

“Hero,” she pants as her head flops backward. “I’m going to come again.”

A second later, her body clamps down on my length, and I bury myself deep inside her as my own orgasm explodes from my balls, filling the condom within her. I see stars. I’m lightheaded. I’m fucking flying through the sky like a fucking bird. It’s that good. I’m on a different planet for a few moments, but when I land back, my instant thought is of Megan. I don't need to worry though. My girl’s with me. She’s smiling back, her eyes glittering with lust.

“Tell me it’s always going to be like that.”

“Baby.” I withdraw from her slowly and kiss her. “I’m like a fine wine…I get better with age.”

Megan laughs, and the sound is so delicious, my dick decides it wants to play again. I slide from the bed, check the condom, tie it up, and throw it in the bin. Going to the bathroom, I wash up and then bring a towel for Megan, which I offer to her, but she refuses to take it.

“Are you sure you don’t want it? Do you need some painkillers?” I ask her.

“No,” she replies, and dropping the towel on the floor, I climb into the bed next to her. Settling her, so she’s laying with her head against my chest, I listen to her slow breathing. “I like the ache and the wetness. I want to feel it all,” she murmurs.

My own breath settles down, and my eyelids feel heavy. It’s been a busy couple of days, and sleep was hard to come by last night until I joined Megan in her bed. A few hours rest and then I’ll prepare dinner.

“Gawain.”

“Yes?” I kiss the top of her head.

“I might not always be able to do that. Certain things still scare me. Will you be patient with me if I have a bad day?”

“Always. Always,” I reassure her.

My eyes flutter shut, and sleep claims me until my younger brother invades my dreams. He’s holding Megan around the neck with a gun to her head. I wake up with a start when he fires the weapon.

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