Page 22 of Arrow to my Heart

His tongue darts out, wiping the bead of precum off the tip. He groans as he swallows, causing me to release a shuddering breath.

“Bend your knees,” he orders. I do as he commands without thought. As much as I love being a Pleasure Dom, I need guidance here and I want him to teach me.

Havoc spreads my thighs wide before cupping my balls and pressing on the spot just behind them. I gasp and that devilish smirk splits across his face.

“Has anyone touched you here?” He rims my ass with his middle finger while his other hand gently strokes my cock. It takes everything in me not to stop breathing.

“Just…you.” My words are shaky, which only seems to please him more.

“Good boy.” He continues circling that tight hole. “Fuck, your cock is throbbing for me.”Stroke. “Dripping.”Stroke. “So fucking ready to be claimed.”

Leaning down he spits on his hand as he opens his mouth and slides just the tip in. When he sucks, my body nearly comes off the bed. He uses that time to slip a finger into my ass.

I still at first, scared this was going to feel wrong. Except when he slid the toy in when we were fooling around in the past, it felt so right I had to bite my lip to stop myself from coming in a second.

And I have to do it again the second the tip of his finger rubs over a new spot inside me. It feels like I’m melting into the bed as he adds another while I press into his hand for more. I’m floating in euphoria. The sensation makes me feel warm and relaxed on a whole new level.

“That’s my good boy. You’re taking my fingers so well.”

He slides a third finger in right as he takes me to the back of his throat, stretching me more than ever before. When he gagsaround the tip, I shudder and let out a senseless sound. My breath ceases to fill my lungs as a wave of ecstasy consumes me.

Havoc’s tongue glides along the underside of my dick while he strokes me with one hand, and his other pumps three fingers in my ass. My eyes roll into the back of my head as my back arches.

Then, he pops off and pulls back, leaving me right on the edge. “What…”

Havoc sits up and blankets his body over me, thrusting his dick right alongside mine.

“Oh, fuck,” I breathe as my hands both move to his hair. I pull and tug on the strands while he grinds our cocks together.

“You like the feeling of my dick stroking yours?” He bites my ear, then my neck.

“Yes.” My voice doesn’t sound like my own as I whimper.

Reaching between us, his hand sandwiches our dicks together while pumping us in tandem. I look down, fascinated by how good this feels. Then, my eyes drift to his emerald green ones and I realize it’s not just this act. It’s because it’s him. He’s the reason it feels so good.

The man who taught me it was okay to love who I want to love. The one who stood by me when I was confused and fighting what I thought the rules were to claiming your sexuality. He is the reason I want this, and I want it with him.

I watch as lust consumes him in this moment, his pupils blown wide. It turns me on so much that I find myself meeting his thrusts aggressively, as if to prove to both of us that this is what I want. He is who I want. This man of chaos and my girl of sunshine. With them, I’ve finally found myself.

“Come with me, baby. Show me how much you want this.”

My body follows his commands instantly, shooting ropes of cum between us until it slips down my side. Havoc falls on top of me, panting while trailing kisses down my neck. I grab him bythe hair and move his lips to mine, not wanting him to think I am having second thoughts for even a moment.

“I love you,” I whisper against his lips. I can feel his smile against my skin.

“I love you too.”

His arms wrap around me. Even covered in our combined release, I can’t seem to care about the mess. All I care about is the man in my arms and the girl we need to fight for.

From now on, I’m taking what I want. If this coma has taught me anything, it’s that we never know what moments could be our last, and I don’t want to waste any more time.

Chapter 12

I’ve only just started to get used to sleeping in my own bed. Well, ‘get used to’ is a rough term for what I do. The only reason I actually can sleep is because Arrow and Havoc both leave their doors open all night now.

Why I can’t get past the mental block and just sleep in the same bed as them, I don’t know. I do know that they usually wake up and join the other in bed sometime in the night.

Arrow is good enough with the wheelchair now that he can get around if he needs to, and he’s just able to make it through the house if needed on foot, but he’s faster in his chair. I’m sure thathas nothing to do with the constant racing he and Havoc do in the extra chair the nurses brought.

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