Page 35 of Conflicted Fate
“Since the last member of my pack was killed,” he said. “I haven’t told anyone else since then.”
“So, why me?”
“Because …”
He was so close. The words were right there.
“Try harder than‘because,’” I urged, squeezing his arm in encouragement as I let him gather his thoughts.
“Because you’re special to me,” he said after an eternally long pause. “And I don’t want to hide things from you. It’s like thisthinginside me is pushing it all out, making me want to tell you and confess my many sins. So that you’ll judge me and hate me. But also because I want you toknowme and maybe, just maybe …”
“Accept you? Forgive you?” I whispered.
“Yes.” His reply was barely audible, a shuddered, near painful thing. But hesaidit.
“I forgive you,” I said louder. “Your past is your past, Kiel, and I don’t hold it against you. I never have. I neverwill. Because that man—that man died with the last of your pack. The man you are now,that man, is the man I care for. The man I want.”
“Are you sure you want to go down this road?” he asked. “Remember what I said. Everyone will judge you. They will hate you.”
“But you won’t,” I pointed out. “Neither will those who truly care for me. They already suspect something’s different about you. Andi. Clive. Others, I’m sure. When the time comes, yourfriendswill be there for you, Kiel. I’ll be there for you.”
“As my friend?”
“As whatever you want me to be,” I said honestly, perhaps the most open we’d been about the future. “As long as you want me to be.”
“I want you to be,” he growled. “I want you.”
“Then, take me,” I whispered.
Kiel’s growl echoed throughout the tunnel as he spun, grabbed me, and lifted me in one smooth motion.
I grabbed at his neck, holding on tight as he pinned me between him and the wall of the mineshaft. The torch he’d been holding clattered to the ground as he pulled my robe open, his hand grabbing for my breasts even before his mouth found mine, our lips meeting with an equal amount of need.
He was rough and eager and urgent beyond need, but I didn’t care. Just like I didn’t care that we weren’t anywhere private. There was no wall, no door, nothing to watch as we stripped each other of clothes, our kisses exploring exposed skin, from neck to chest to stomach and below.
I dropped to a squat, gently stroking his shaft as I looked up at him, seeing his abs and chest contract in the flickering firelight every time I touched him. He groaned when the tip of my tongue flicked out and ran along his balls to the base of his shaft and then up the underside. I paused to play with the little fleshy bit on the underside, earning me a second groan.
Then I took him deep into my mouth, making sure I looked up as often as I could as I treasured the warmth of his cock, enjoying how it fully stiffened in my mouth until it practically throbbed in my grip.
Kiel was leaning back against the wall, his hips thrusting gently into my mouth, making me drool ever so slightly. It dripped from the base of his shaft, falling on my chest and across my tits. Every time he saw it, he got harder. I may have added to it, glad he was enjoying the sight.
“Fuck, if you keep that up, I’m going to come,” he growled.
“Do it, then,” I said, shoving his cock as far down my throat as I could while I continued to fondle his balls.
Moving faster, using my tongue, lips, and a hand on his slick shaft, I stroked him rapidly. His groans intensified. His abs flexed hard, and I felt his balls retract, a surefire sign he was about to—
“I’m fucking coming,” he groaned loudly an instant before he shot a thick, hot stream of cum into my mouth. I swallowed it as fast as I could, trying not to let any escape, but a little dribble made its way down the left side of my mouth.
Kiel grabbed my head, pushing it down, nearly making me gag as his cock pulsed. I sucked it and gripped his shaft, stroking it to get every last drop, the salty aftertaste a sign of a job well done.
“That was fucking incredible,” he hissed, finally sagging back against the wall. I let his cock go with apopas it came free from the suction of my lips.
“Good. That was the point.”
He grinned, then bit his lip as I used a finger to spoon the little dribble into my mouth and swallow it with a wink. His cock twitched, and I didn’t bother to hide a smile.
“My turn,” he growled, pushing me back.
