Page 34 of The Jorogumo

"I just want to cuddle. Nothing else," I promised, and his shoulders loosened a little.

I glanced down at myself, wishing now that I hadn't worn jeans. Sleeping in jeans wasnotfun, and it wasn't like I could ask Haruto for pants.

As if reading my mind, he asked, "Would you like to change into something more comfortable?"

"Um..." I didn't want to say I doubted he'd have anything for me, so I nodded instead, and he hurried over to a corner where a closet I hadn't previously spotted stood. He opened it, pulled something out, and brought it over to me, offering it hesitantly.

I took it from him and unfolded it, realizing it was a robe. A robe made of the softest, smoothest silk I'd ever touched.

"Wait. Did you...?"

Haruto nodded, his cheeks pinkening slightly, and something warm filled my belly at the thought of wearing something he'd made.

In an alcove hidden from the rest of the open room by his webs, I quickly changed out of my clothes and donned the robe, tying the sash in front. It felt like I wore air; it was so light and silky.

I glanced down at myself, blushing at the way the smooth material showed off every swell and dip of my skin when I pulled it flat against my torso. I'd never worn something like this before, and I was surprised to discover I liked it. It felt soft and plush, and it made me feel...precious, which was dumb.

Scratching at the back of my neck, I walked out of the alcove with my clothes in one hand, and Haruto stared when he saw me, his eyes roaming over my form. If it was anyone else, I'd think they wanted to fuck me, but I knew the appreciation in his eyes was about seeing his mate dressed in something he'd made, and I loved his reaction. It made me feel more comfortable, and I folded and placed my clothes on one of the empty web shelves as he continued watching me.

"You look stunning," Haruto said when I finally stopped in front of him, and my cheeks heated up at the phrase. No one had ever used the words he did to describe me. I'd been called good-looking or handsome a few times, but no one had ever called me beautiful or stunning. No one but Haruto.

Thirteen

Haruto

No one had evermade me feel the way Liam did.

Seeing him in my robe, wrapped up in what was essentially my webs, made me feel possessive in a way I hadn't thought I could feel.

Stepping closer, I cupped Liam's cheek and leaned down, pressing my lips to his.

Our kiss started out soft and slow, but then I nipped at his lower lip, making him open his mouth with a gasp. Not wasting the opportunity, I slid my tongue into his mouth as I wrapped my arm around his waist, pulling him close as I explored his mouth.

Liam moaned as he clung to me, his hand fisting in the back of my shirt as he let me devour his mouth. I could feel his arousal rising in the air around us, and this time, I didn't wantto ignore it. I wanted to make him feel the way he made me feel.

Pulling back from the kiss, I waited until Liam's eyes opened and met mine, then asked, "Can I pleasure you, Liam? I wanted to make you come."

Liam's lips parted, and he gazed at me for a long moment before swallowing hard. "You—you want that? Really?"

I nodded, then leaned down to brush my lips against his throat, mouthing at his prominent Adam's apple.

"Fuck," he gasped as he jerked under me, then nodded. "Yes, please. Whatever you want."

Smiling against his skin, I straightened up, then picked him up and carried him to the hammock as he clung to me.

Laying him down in the middle, I stepped back and just gazed at him for a moment. He looked beautiful with his flushed skin, parted lips, and the sleek material of the robe clinging to every dip and curve of his body.

While Liam was a big man, he wasn't all muscles, and I loved the soft swells and curves around his waist and hips. There was a lot of him to touch and hold, and I wanted to explore every inch of him.

"Haruto," Liam murmured, licking his lips as he gazed at me.

Smiling, I leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss on his lips before grabbing the sash that held his robe closed. "May I?"

His eyes slid to my hands, and he nodded slowly. Giving him another kiss, I pulled the sash, pushing the lapels to the side until he was bare to me. He still wore underwear, and a wet spot appeared on it as I scanned every inch of him, admiring his smooth skin, and the way his muscles flexed when he moved.

He made a soft sound under my perusal, his arousal a thick cloud around us, cocooning us off from the world.

Liam looked like he was on the edge of a climax simply from having me admire him, and since I didn't want that to happen just yet, I parted my lips and sucked in some of his arousal, humming when it settled warmly in my stomach.

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