Page 243 of Forbidden Lessons

“Come for him.”

“I don’t know…I don’t know if…” I whisper breathlessly, but Kai’s lips and tongue don’t stop, and all I can think about is howmuch cum and blood he’s swallowing, and why the fuck that makes me arch and grind, why that makes me grab Bastian’s wrist and force him to rub me harder, only God can know.

Or the devil.

“Lick,” Bastian whispers in my ear, releasing my throat and slipping his finger inside my mouth. I don’t just lick.

I suck.

And he groans, and that makes Kai groan, and fuck I’m so close I start panting.

Bastian takes that wet finger and pushes it between my ass cheeks, then smears it over my asshole. I try to move away, but he tightens the arm around my waist where he’s strumming my clit, and then pushes his finger inside me.

He pumps it in and out, and as soon as Kai’s tongue spears into me again, I come.

Kai grabs my ass cheeks and pulls me harder against his face, even though I’m already grinding him.

It takes me forever to finish. Maybe I don’t. It’s like drifting down from the top of the Eiffel tower, except I keep hitting these little air pockets, buffeting up before floating down again.

And our bodies are meshed together, writhing like tangled eels.

I never want it to end, but I’m so happy when it does, because finally, finally, I can catch my breath.

Someone draws a pillow under my head after I fall limp to the mattress, spent.

A warm body nestles my back. Another wraps me in a hug, my head pressed to a heaving chest.

Our breathing slows.

Slows.

And then I’m no longer in Bastian’s room.

I’m lying on a blanket under a maple tree.

Warm afternoon sunlight dappled over my arms and legs.

And Kai is stroking my head and whispering, “I love you,” over, and over, into my ear.

Chapter 77

Haven

An incessant ringing drives me awake. I push an arm off my shoulder. Off my hip. Off my leg.

Sit up and drag fingers down my face.

Day has come, and it struggles to fill the room with light through Bastian’s tinted windows and the pouring rain.

Fuck, I need to pee.

I have to tug the metal chain attached to my collar out from under Bastian’s shoulder before I can wriggle off the bed. I pause for a second to stare at his and Kai’s limp bodies where they lay sprawled on the bed.

I’m smiling when I go into the bathroom.

But my smile evaporates as soon as I start peeing.

“Fuck!” I whisper, squirming around to find a position on the seat that doesn’t make me sting.

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