Bliss (The Custos) (33 page)

"No I have told you everything that happened, now just focus on your breathing; know they are dead and that Stupor is fine."

She looked at me with intent focused eyes not a lick of fear and I knew that she was so the girl for me.

"I don’t see anything or remember or whatever." She said confused.

I had to laugh. "I haven’t given you them, are you ready?" She nodded and I touched her cheek.

I could see it in her eyes the moment she remembered everything. I could feel and hear her heart beat get faster, thundering in her chest. "Princess." I said taking her hands into mine. "Remember it's over now."

"Oh Jesus Cash, I almost killed him." Her voice was thick with surprise and ...pride? I couldn’t have been more proud myself. She was a fighter.

"You did what needed to be done and you kicked his ass Baby."

She smiled. "I'm glad I didn’t continue cowering in the corner. I remembered about the silver and I figured if I were going to die I would go down fighting."

I reached for her cheek because I had to touch her. "I am so proud of you Princess; you'll be an amazing Custos when this is over."

She bowed her head and seemed sad. What the hell did I say? "What is it Princess?"

"The memory you gave me, it was beautiful and I wish that it could have been true too. I thought about how perfect it was while you were on that fucking slab in the basement. I was glad we had that time together."

Fucking. Asshole.

I pulled her to me and kissed her as I lay her back against the pillows on the bed, her dark hair fanning out the way I loved it. "I will give you that now Princess, and more." I kissed her because I had to.

She looked at me with such love and need in her face and I could feel, could smell her love for me it was like lemons and roses and so beautiful.

In that moment I knew, though I felt it before, I knew it now. I would never be the same.

London

"I crack when you look at me like that Princess." He said and crawled on top of me, letting his body fall between the cradle of mine. "I have the patience of a saint and then you smile or your heart races up and I can’t reel myself back in."

He traced the cup of my breast before sliding his hand down my ribcage to lift my shirt. I shivered as his hand touched my skin and he paused to look at me. "Touch me Cash."

He slipped his hand under the cup of my bra and plucked at my nipple. I couldn’t help but arch into his hand and thrust my hips towards him. "I feel like you haven’t touched me in years." It was true; we always touched and felt each other when a suitable place wasn’t available for more. But to be touched like this...I haven’t felt it since that first night in the van.

Lifting my shirt I raised my arms as he slipped it over my head and let it fall to the floor. "It wasn’t without restraint...God you’re so soft."

I ran my fingers through his mo hawk and pressed his head against my breast; he opened and took my nipple into his mouth. "I would have welcomed you earlier, why did you hold back?"

I wouldn’t have asked him that if I'd known he would stop sucking on me but he did. "Because I knew this is what you wanted and I refused to touch you like this until I knew I could give you it all, all of me."

"Hey..." I said and cupped his cheek in my palm. The look of sincerity was enough to make me cry. "I know we have a lot of shit on our plates right now. I want this side of you Cash but not only this side. I do want all of you the meek and the eager. I love that you go crazy wanting me, it’s how I feel about you all the time. Go crazy now I don’t care. It's you I want and it's you I have been missing."

"I'm here and I'm yours to have." He pressed his body to mine and in that moment I wanted the contact of us. I didn’t need the preliminary show.

"I want to feel you inside of me Cash." I slid my hands between our bodies and went for the buckle on his jeans when he stilled my hands.

"I have plans here." He said with a smile and I knew he wanted to taste me and touch me but what I needed right now was more basic and simple.....primal.

"Later, right now I just need to feel you. Everything else can come later but right now I need to feel the weight of you above me and your touch and kiss." I pressed my hands to his chest and rolled him to his back. I unfastened his belt while he worked the clasp on the back of my bra.

I let my nails rake down his legs as I pulled him from his jeans. Kneeling I looked for his holster and shoulder strap I asked, "Where are your weapons."

He rose to his knees and worked the buckle of my jeans. "Not on me, not tonight. I left them in the other room. I can’t be free handed but I wasn’t touching you tonight with them on."

It wasn’t meant for a greeting card, I know, but it was special and broke my heart in half. "I don’t mind Cash, I understand."

He laid me back so he could pull my jeans from me. "I do though, mind I mean. Just once I want to be your man, not you’re Vampire."

No sweeter words were ever spoken, no man could ever come close to the depth that his words just now touched me. He was so honest and sweet and total love for me, only me. I wanted the final piece of him. "Lay back Cash."

The look he gave me was quizzical but he obliged. I knew I had to be fast or he would stop me. I bent to take his cock in my palm but he grabbed my wrist. "We can’t Princess, you know we can’t."

"Trust me Cash, trust me enough when I tell you, you won’t hurt me."

"I don’t need it. I love how you touch me Princess." I know he didn’t need it; he had never complained or bitched about it. I needed it, I needed nothing between us.

"I need it Cash. I need to know that you trust me to please you. I need you to know that you love me enough to stop me if it's too much and see that this is all left between us."

He scrubbed his hands over his face and I knew I had won. "I've never had a woman beg to suck my dick before; I'm impressed Princess, but no. I don’t trust myself."

"Well I do and this isn’t up for discussion. I am going to do this and considering I'm going be your wife you better start listening to me now."

"Wife?" He asked eyebrows rose.

"Like I would go through eternity and never get a chance at wearing a Vera Wang?"

"Vera what?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'll explain later but for now, I am not a delicate little flower Cash. I like being fucked rough and I love making you come. Let me do this."

The look of shock on his face was priceless. "I'm stronger than you think I am and you know it. I am not concerned for my safety and I swear if you get scared or I do we will stop."

He sat up and pulled my mouth to his for an aggressive kiss. When he pulled back he held my forehead to his and cupped my neck looking me in the eye. "Promise me this is ok?" He said his voice barely a whisper. He had finally showed me a true moment of weakness and was giving me the reins.

"It is because I love you and you'll love it I swear." I said smiling as I scooted on my knees to the end of the bed and shifted myself between his legs. "Not tooting my own horn or anything, but I think I know my way around a blow job."

He laughed and relaxed a little and I stroked my fingers up and down his thighs trying to calm him more. "Now, I like to be guided, so hold the back of my head and even pull my hair if you want." I watched his cock bounce against his stomach and knew I had him getting in to this.

"I'll keep my hands to the side to start k?"

Laughing I went down.

Cash

She took me in her hand and started a slow stroke from root to tip before taking me in her mouth as deep as she could. I gripped the sheets to keep from slamming into her mouth, but fuck I knew I wanted to. It was the best kind of torture having her mouth on me.

She rolled her tongue around the head and stopped at that small strip of skin beneath the head that drove me wild and she moaned after hearing my moan in her praise. She could see my hands fisted in the sheets and the strain on my face; I was so scared of losing control with her. She knew what I wanted and she wanted to hear me say it.

"Cash..." She chided and pulled her hair back and to the side so she could see me.

I looked down at her between my thighs, her lips red and swollen from my cock and I smiled at how sexy she was, almost fuck drunk as she gazed at me through her long eyelashes. I didn’t need to answer; she had my fucking attention and knew it. "Tell me what you want Cash."

My fists tightened up not sure if she knew the severity of what she was doing to me. It had been so long since a hot mouth had taken my cock and it took every ounce of control to not lose it and blow."What you’re doing down there is top of my list."

London didn’t buy it though. "Cash, I know you want to fuck my mouth so
do it."

I couldn’t hold back my moan and when my hips jack knifed up into her mouth I stilled fearing how good it felt and fearing what would happen. She trusted me to keep her safe and I knew, somewhere deep down that she was safe. I still had control.

Here's the thing, a blow job is a damn near religious experience and right now I saw the light but in moments like this it's hard to tell your cock to behave lest I slam to hard into her and break her jaw, or snap her neck when I think I'm only guiding her. Blow jobs were great but the torture of keeping my cock in check..... well....torture.

"Yeah?" I asked, terrified like a virgin, pathetic.

Smiling she said "Yeah I want to."

Damn. She overwhelmed me. I knew then I had to give her what she wanted. I let go of the sheets and reached to cup her face in my hands. "Stop me if I get to rough ok, just grab my hand it'll be in your hair."

She moaned and I could actually smell her arousal, she was so ready for me. I kissed her one last time before lying back down. "Cash one more thing."

"Anything."

"Talk to me while I do it."

I nodded and placed my hand on the back of her head and lead her slowly to my cock. Who knew something so gentle and small could be so erotic to her? She moaned and licked her lips. Her perfect pink tongue glistened waiting to taste my dick. I rubbed the blunt cap of my cock across the slit of her lips. "Open up Princess." She did and like that I set the rhythm, up and down, wet stroke after wet stroke her mouth was on fire and I was losing my mind. She pushed me to the brink when she hummed in approval as I twisted her hair in my fist in an attempt to slow her down.

"Pull back a minute Princess, make me work for it." I spoke through gritted teeth because I was so close to the edge. She pulled back and licked her lips letting me know she was down for more.

I twisted her hair in my hand and turned her head to look at me, dominating her, knowing that my controlling her had her pussy wet and hot. "Do I taste good?"

"God yes. I have wanted you like this for so long." She said breathlessly and licked her lips again for emphasis.

I guided her back unable to stop I pushed into her mouth hard and felt her moan against me. So. Fucking. Good.

Tightening my hold I knew I could go faster and harder and London was right there with  me moaning and licking taking me deep with passion and pride.

"Suck me harder." I said and moved even faster careful not to pull her hair and loosened my grip on her some.  I spread my legs and fell back cupping her neck in my hands, thrusting deep wanting in as far as I could go. I couldn’t hold back, couldn’t slow down. She moaned and it took everything for me to pull free of her mouth. "Too much?"