Page 34 of The House of Whispers

Chesmu unbuttoned my leather vest and gently lifted my blouse, his beaded necklaces falling onto my stomach. A slight burn began where the heavy beads and charms lay. I pulled back and looked at Chesmu with confusion. The orange glitter in the air flickered as a single candle ignited next to the bed in a fiery glow. A black flash, similar to a blink, had replaced Chesmu with someone else.

I glared into the black eye-holes of his stained fox mask as all feeling leaked from my body. He stared at me, silent for a moment as I froze in fear. “What’s wrong, Casper?” His voice was distorted, his image statically switching back to Chesmu. Chestnut-colored irises replaced the mask as things returned as they were.

“Casper?” Chesmu sweetly called my name. “Are you alright?” He was raised above me, peering down at me with care and confusion. I blinked multiple times, glancing around the room, searching for Jakkal. Chesmu followed my gaze, concerned. “Casper?” His hand moved my face back toward him. “Do you want me to stop?”

Staring back at him, I swallowed my fear and cleared my mind. “No.” He smiled as I whispered my answer.

Chesmu softly removed my hands from his neck, pinning them above my head. He leaned down, kissing my neck as a soft gasp drifted from my breath. He then sank his teeth into my skin, a sensual bite that caused my back to arch as I winced as pain and pleasure mixed together in my core.

“Too hard?” He breathed against my neck, kissing me softly.

My heart raced. “No.” I could feel his smile against my exposed neck.

“I know you’re strong,” he kissed my neck again, “but I don’t want to break you.”

“I’d like to see you try.” I teased as his tongue traced up to my chin, kissing me lightly.

He ran the edge of his lips along my cheek and stopped, hovering over my gaping mouth. “Be careful what you ask for,” he stared into my eyes, an amber fire burning behind his eyes, “because I will show you levels of pleasure that will tear your world apart and burn it to ashes. ”

My eyebrow raised in excitement of what was about to unfold. The corner of my mouth curled upward, signaling him to continue with growing anticipation. His smile grew, recognizing my silent approval.

Chesmu kissed me, his tongue dancing along mine, his grip tightening around my hands as they remained pinned above my head. Something burned inside as I sporadically bit his lower lip, causing him to wince ever so lightly.

He released a pleasing laugh as his lip remained between my teeth. “Wild Casper,” he breathed in to me, “I guess you do bite.” I slowly released his lower lip, sucking it as it dropped from my mouth. “If at any point, you want me to stop,” he kissed me once more, “just say the words.”

Chesmu kissed my chin, then my neck, moving his arms to my hips as his lips made their way along my chest. My hands grabbed the metal bars of the headboard, squeezing tight as his tongue moved along my old brand. His right hand stroked along the curve of my body, lifting my blouse as his fingertips gently traced the new brand. The feeling of his touch along the fresh wound stung lightly, sending my skin into a prickle. He kissed the fresh brand softly, raising my blouse over my breast completely exposing myself to him. Chesmu stopped for a moment, black flashes briefly distorted the moment.

I looked up to see him staring down at me, a look on his face I hadn’t seen before. “What’s wrong?” I whispered, slightly worried.

Chesmu ran a hand down my sternum, the other firmly holding my hip. “Seeing you like this,” his voice softened, “you’re beautiful, Casper.” He stared down at my body. “I don’t know if I can control myself.” The words trailed softly.

My hands released the metal headboard as I sat up, my face level to his chest as one hand held me steady, the other stroking his face. “Tonight,” our eyes met, sparkling, “we relinquish our control. If you will give yourself to me, I will give myself to you.” His hand left my hip and held mine against his cheek. “I want you, Chesmu.” The hunger inside me grew.

His hand left mine, grabbing my jaw, pulling me close to him. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” His playfulness had returned. Before I could react, he tore my blouse from my body, tossing it to the floor. I couldn’t contain myself, kissing him as I crawled to my knees, raising my face to his as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. “Hold on,” he rasped, lifting me up. My legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me from the bed.

“I’m never letting go,” I breathed, my arms tight around his neck as we exchanged explosive kisses.

Chesmu slammed me into the dresser, knocking various objects onto the floor as his hair broke free from its ribbon, falling down along his back. His hands untied my leather pants, his lips never leaving mine.

“Here.” I kicked the tight leather pants from my sweaty legs as he smiled, watching me fumble to do so.

“Let me help,” he laughed, pulling them clean from my body in one swift motion. The show of his strength only made my hunger for him grow, becoming almost unbearable to contain.

Completely exposed, Chesmu stared for a moment, moonlight seeping through the window illuminating my naked body. He kissed me once more, moving his lips down to my chest. I leaned back, inviting him to continue as I closed my eyes.

Chesmu gripped my breasts, kissing them gently as his tongue traced my hardened nipples. Moans grew deep in my throat as he flicked the tip with his tongue, his hand playing with my other breasts. He lightly bit my nipple, my breathing rapidly increasing when I heard his voice.

Control your breathing. The room flashes black once more. My eyes shot open, searching the room, looking for him.

Gasping hard, Chesmu stopped, looking up at me. “Did I hurt you?”

I blinked, realizing we were alone. My eyes returned to Chesmu. “I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” His eyebrow raised, slightly playful but hesitant to continue.

I once again pushed the thought of Jakkal from my head and focused on Chesmu. “Make me forget this world.” I begged him.

Without a word, Chesmu smiled, pushing me back as he spread my legs. He ran his fingers up my legs and along my thighs with a sensual touch. I closed my eyes, shutting everything out as I enjoyed the way he touched me. His lips returned to my breasts, his tongue moving along every inch of me as his fingers slowly inched inside me.

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