Page 40 of Spider Demon's Kiss

Chapter 8

Dante

Waking up with my arms wrapped around the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen, all I could think was, ‘What the hell am I doing?’ This wasn’t me. Yeah, I’d been with a few guys. But I didn’t wake up with them in my arms.

For the most part, everyone knew the drill when they came over. It was a quick fix and out the door. There were no feelings involved. We were both just satisfying an urge. They were there to get enough of what we both needed to tide us over until the next time.

Yet here I was holding onto Kuroi not wanting to let go. I had to let go, though. I couldn’t lose myself in whatever was going on here. I had a job that needed my focus. Take my eye off things for a moment and that’s when you end up dead.

Still, the man I was with this time was my husband. Until death do us part. This was it. He wasn’t going anywhere. I had to come up with a new life that included him.

Would that new life regularly include bending him over my knee for a spoon across his ass? God, I hoped so. I had never been more turned on in my life. I don’t know why. I can’t explain it. But hearing him react to every stroke, made me feel like what was going on was real.

In a world where everybody lies telling you what they think you want to hear, there’s nothing you can believe. But pain is real. The body has its limits. Pass a threshold and no one can fake it.

With his getups and crazy comments, I can’t tell what’s real with Kuroi. But when I let loose on his ass and he squealed, I knew that I had found him. Having him, I could have stripped him down and fucked him right there.

That was probably why I agreed to let him move into my room. I would have agreed to anything with him looking at me like that. I can’t let myself get weak like that in front of him, though.

His goddamn body was a drug. I keep needing more. Even now it’s taking everything I have not to push my throbbing cock against his ass asking it to let me in.

The feel of his lean body in my arms. The hint of citrus in his hair. He was a walking aphrodisiac. I had to keep him at a safe distance. Lose focus for a second and who will I become?

I was willing to lay there all morning wanting something from him I couldn’t have. Then he squirmed and backed into me. Already holding him, only one thing had changed. His firm ass was now pressed against my hard cock.

I froze wanting it and knowing I couldn’t have it. So when he wiggled his ass inviting me in, I let him go and sprung out of bed.

“Where are you going?” he asked in a raspy morning voice.

“Gotta get ready for work,” I said, headed to the bathroom without looking back.

“I wanna come,” he said sweetly.

I stopped and looked at him. This was the first time he had asked me for something so nicely before. Shit, how was I supposed to refuse, especially with his large beautiful eyes staring at me like that?

“I don’t think that would be a good idea,” I said with no fight in me.

“Is it because you’re ashamed of being married to me. You think I’d embarrass you?”

I got defensive.

“I’m not ashamed of you. I don’t care what anyone says about it. You’re my husband and anyone who has a problem with it will have my fist down their throat.”

“Then, why can’t I come?”

“It’s just that…”

“Is it the dresses? I know how to be professional.”

“It’s not about the dresses.”

It was a little about the dresses. Don’t get me wrong, I fuckin’ loved them. And I didn’t know that it was something I could be into until I saw him in his wedding gown.

But I wasn’t sure how well his dresses and elaborate makeup would go over with the family considering, if Matteo had tried to kill me, it would have been at our father’s order. And if Pa did order it, it would have been for allowing Sato to humiliate the family by marrying me to his son.

“Then, why can’t I come.”

“I didn’t say you couldn’t. I just don’t think it’s a good idea right now,” I told him before retreating into the bathroom and closing the door. “Besides, don’t you have to spend today unpacking your stuff,” I yelled as I stared at the liar in the mirror.

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