Page 163 of Chalk Outline
I clutch the stagnant air, wishing it were his hips, shoulders, arms—any part of him I can hold. Tension coils in the base of my belly. Thoughts drift away almost entirely. I take a deep breath; the earthy smell of the forest mixes with his sandalwood cologne and cigarette smoke that always clings to him. Potent. Sensual. Seductive.
Why did he smoke, though? he only smokes when he’s—
My limbs turn to stone when Mona touches my leg. Her dry scales make my skin crawl. She slithers leisurely, flicking her tongue as another hiss harmonizes with the forest’s dark atmosphere.
My throat is paper dry.
Something else tears apart and echoes between us, but I’m too overwhelmed. Distracted. My heart thunders in my ears. Too many things happen at once as I realize my underwear is falling to the ground, and Mona crawls up my thigh.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“Do you need to use your safe word?” Reeve asks in a serious tone. It’s not a game to him when it concerns my peace of mind, well-being, and physical state. I feel as delicate as a feather beneath his touch and as fierce as a goddess when he looks at me the way he does. I’m honored. Cherished. Claimed. By none other than the love of my life. My twin flame.
He is all I’ve ever wanted.
“No,” I reply confidently. “Leave her.”
“As you wish.”
I hear the grin spreading across his face through his voice.
“Good girls are rewarded when they conquer their fear like you.” He spreads my ass cheeks. A deep growl rumbles in his chest when he finds the flat edge of the butt plug I put in last night.
Reeve twists it, and I shudder.
I know he wants me to free myself from this fear—a fear that has festered in me because of that clown in the circus.
“Let’s turn your fear into a kink,” he declares in his deep, husky voice, stepping in front of me, and I grip his hips tightly. “Leave your marks.”
Parting my pussy with his fingers, his wicked tongue licks my opening and travels up to my clit. He attacks it with the ferocious strokes of his tongue.
He slurps around me, needing to devour. Claim. Own.
I want to push against his mouth, but I can’t.
He licks my pussy back and forth. My back arches. Moans coloring the forest anew. He hums around my swollen clit,pinching me gently and toying with my slick lips before two fingers push against my entrance, lodging inside me.
I cry out his name.
Reeve thrusts his fingers in and out and slurps around my clit.
I keep still with shaky breaths as Mona reaches the juncture of my thigh.
“Not there, little friend,” Reeve says, amusement echoing in his voice, “That’s my jurisdiction.” He places the snake on my back, and she slithers upward, eager to reach up and coil around my neck. “It’s okay, Baby. Let her do her thing. She’s not going to harm you.”
“Reeve, oh my god, Reeve.” My panicked voice envelops me. My face scrunches up in disgust. I swallow around the thickness in my throat, and moan loudly when Reeve sucks my clit hard enough to bring me to an explosive orgasm. His fingers push deep inside me, and he curls them at the perfect spot. Then, twists the butt plug with his free hand. The snake tightens around my throat. My eyes roll back from the pleasure they all bring me. I ride the crest happily until the climax fades.
I gasp as Mona relaxes her body. A dreamy smile spreads across my face, but a whirlwind of emotions crashes in my chest.
A tear dampens my lashes and rolls down my temple.
“The only tears allowed in here are the ones between your thighs,” Reeve says in a hushed voice, kneeling to look into my eyes. My cum glistens on his lips as he licks it clean.
“What if it’s freeing and helping me?” I ask, tears filling my eyes.
“Let it out, Baby.” He wipes them all with his soft lips, peppering me with kisses. “I’ll lick them to taste the high only I can give you.”
The storm within me gradually calms, and I nod.
