Page 40 of The Jorogumo

Haruto's eyes roamed over me, a satisfied smile on his face, and he quickly removed his own shirt, drawing my gaze to his smooth, pale skin.

Haruto was much slimmer than me, his muscles well-defined in a way that spoke of hard work and not hours spent in the gym.

There was a moment where I wanted to cover up because I couldn't help comparing myself to him, but then he stepped closer and pressed his palm flat on the center of my chest before slowly dragging it down.

"I love touching you," he murmured softly, eyes meeting mine. "You're so warm and soft and hard at the same time. I love the contrast, love the way your skin turns pink when I praise you."

As if following his command, my cheeks heated up, the blush racing down all the way to my chest, making him smile.

"Just like that," he said, voice ringing with satisfaction.

He met my eyes again, something warm and impossibly soft in his. "Do you trust me?"

"With my whole heart," I said, because it was the truth.

I trusted people with my life every day, when I was walking down the crosswalk, when I was taking any kind of public transport or even a cab. I was always trusting other people to keep me alive, to not crash into me, to not do something rash.

I'd never, ever trusted someone with my heart before. But with Haruto, I knew he would keep it safe.

Fifteen

Haruto

My breath caught inmy lungs at his words, and I had to shake my head to get back on track.

While I usually only wove my webs with my back legs—it was faster that way—I could also do it with my front two legs, and I did so now, quickly weaving a few straps to bind Liam to the door, one on his hips, and two on his thighs. I left enough room for him to shift around a little, but he wasn't going anywhere until I decided he could.

"Fuck," Liam mumbled, and I glanced at him, brow raised.

"Still okay?"

He nodded quickly, a pulse of his arousal thickening the air. Ah. He wasn't just okay—he liked this. Good.

I left his hands free because he'd said he wanted to touch me, then lowered myself in front of his hard and leaking cock, mylegs on either side and the bulb at my back almost brushing the floor.

Liam groaned, his eyes heavy-lidded as he watched me, and I smirked up at him as I reached for his cock, wrapping my palm around it.

He hissed, his hips jerking forward and fighting the bindings to thrust into my hand. Rather unsuccessfully, I might add.

"Shhh, I'll take care of you," I murmured, rubbing his thigh with my other hand.

"Please," he gasped, and I smiled, then leaned forward and licked the precum off his tip, humming at the salty taste. It'd been a long, long time since I'd done this, and I'd never done it with a human man. Still, I didn't think I'd ever tasted anything as delicious as him.

Wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, I started jerking him off, teasing his head with the tip of my tongue.

Liam whined low in his throat, and his fingers slid into my hair, holding on as I moved over him. He didn't try to make me go faster, merely held on, as if he needed something to hold.

I reached up with my free hand, placing it on his hip, and he instantly clasped his other hand over it, making me smile around his cock. My mate was so starved for touch.

I pulled away for a moment to consume some of his arousal. He was too close, and I wanted to enjoy playing with him a little longer.

"Haruto!" he whined, sensing what I'd done, and I shushed him softly as I took him back into my mouth, going a little deeper this time.

I could deepthroat him if I wanted, but I liked the way he tasted, and I didn't want to miss out on more of it.

Despite consuming his desire, it didn't take long before Liam was close to coming once more, and this time, I quickenedmy pace, moving my fist over his length as I sucked at his head, my other hand clasped tightly in his by his hip.

"Haruto," Liam gasped out, eyes on me as he panted softly, his skin covered in a sheen of sweat.

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