Page 75 of Awakened and Betrayed
“Did it feel like this with Torrez?
His question throws me off, and I go still. Bastien continues to stroke my runes as he watches me.
“I was turned away from him. Mave was in Pebble’s lap, and I was worried that the other shifters might take issue with that. He ran his finger across the runes on my shoulder…” I pause as the sensations from the memory run through me. “Yes, it felt like this when he touched me. That’s why I thought it was one of you.”
Bastien rolls us, switching our positions and pressing me into the cool mats. “Do you want him, Bruiser?”
He grinds himself against me, his hardness rubbing perfectly against my clit.
“Bastien, I’m sure as fuck not thinking abouthimright now. Why are you asking me this?” Irritation peeks out of my words and eyes, and Bastien gives me a cheeky smile.
“Because if he’s right, and you do want him, but you’re too worried to admit it even to yourself, then it’s something we need to deal with.”
“I’d rather you deal with getting my bra off. Then I can deal with getting you naked, and then we can both deal with you giving me a couple orgasms, while I do the same in return. That’s about all the dealing I’m interested in doing right now.”
Bastien chuckles but doesn’t require any more convincing as he pulls my sports bra over my head and off my arms. He pulls his own shirt off, and we both take our time appreciating each other’s naked torsos. I run my eyes and a then a fingertip over the indentations of his abs, and he runs his heated gaze over my breasts. He hooks his fingers into my leggings and pulls them down my hips, taking my underwear with them.
The fabric skims down my thighs and calves, and I’m beyond turned on just from his removal of my clothes. I lay spread out before him, and I hungrily watch as he pulls his sweats down. His hard cock springs free and it sends a jolt of anticipation straight to my opening. I lean forward, and without thought or hesitation, flick my tongue out and lick the shine of precum from the head of Bastien’s erection. Bastien moans and pumps his shaft with his hand as I steal another taste of him. It’s saltier than I was expecting, and he laughs at the face I make as I catalog the taste.
Bastien kneels and cups my face pulling me into a kiss so deep that there’s no longer a separation between where he begins and I end. He pushes me back against the mats as he sucks and nibbles my lips. He grinds into my spread legs and dips his tongue back into my mouth. Our moans tangle together and intertwine, mirroring our tongues. Bastien lines up with my entrance, the tip of him shallowly thrusting in and then out of me. He teases me refusing to sink into me any deeper. I claw at his lower back trying to make him give me what I want as I grind against him.
He pulls away from my lips and nips his way to my breasts. He stimulates one nipple with his tongue and rubs circles around the other with his fingers, tickling and teasing and driving me deliciously mad. His mouth and hand trade places, sucking and applying the perfect pressure to call to the wetness between my thighs. I run my fingers through his hair as he sucks on me, his lips and tongue waking up every nerve ending in my sex.
Bastien looks up at me, and we watch each other as he moves lower down my body until his head hovers over my slick slit. It’s hot as fuck when he stares at me as he extends his tongue and takes a long lick, coating his mouth with my arousal. He wraps his massive arms around my thighs and hips, trapping me against his mouth and he starts to devour me. I gasp when he sucks my clit into his mouth, but I don’t drop my head back and get lost in the sensation, because watching Bastien bury his face in my pussy is a sight I want to remember.
I moan and encourage him when he hits the perfect combo of suction and pressure and an orgasm surges inside me, so close to tipping over the edge. I press his head against me and grind against his face trying to ride into my release, and he groans his encouragement. He nips my clit and shakes his head from side to side quickly, and sensation explodes through me as he pushes me over the edge and straight into an orgasm that has me moaning out his name and riding his face.
I pinch my own nipples as Bastien sucks on my pussy lips and then moves back up my body. I spread wide to accommodate his large muscular body, and he brings his elbows to rest on each side of my head. He kisses the runes on the top of my shoulder, and I feel his hardness line back up with me, and he thrusts deep inside of me. We both moan, and I run my hands up the muscles of his strong back as he pulls out and grinds back into me.
His lips take control of mine, and he swallows my desire as he increases his pace.
“Fuck, Bastien!” I shout when he pounds into me, and the sound of our skin slapping together echoes around the gym walls. He suddenly slows the punishing pace I was enjoying and trades it out for a slower deep thrust. He swirls his hips against me which hits my clit in this perfect way that has me begging for more.
“Come for me again, love,” he demands, grinding in and against me a few more times before a new orgasm rushes through me. I start to call out my release, and Bastien moves his arms underneath my knees, pushing them up by my shoulders. I ride the explosion of sensation shooting from my clit throughout the rest of my body, and then he rocks my fucking world when starts to pound into me, hard and fast from this new angle.
“Yes love, tighten around me, just like that! Yes, that feels so fucking good!”
I hold tight to Bastien’s biceps as he fucks me deep and hard, his pace and angle extending the orgasm he just gave me, and it all feels so incredible. His breaths grow ragged, and his moans and exclamations grow louder, his pace growing even more punishing inside of me until he suddenly stills, shouting his release as he comes inside of me. I’m just coming down from my orgasm, and my walls clench and constrict around his thick shaft, and he grunts his approval.
Bastien kisses me deeply, content to stay buried inside of me. He reaches a hand between us and circles my clit, and immediately it sets me off again. I arch into him, and he pinches a nipple between his fingers, still massaging my clit with his other hand. He whispers all kinds of things against my lips as I moan through another orgasm, telling me how beautiful I am, and how good I feel, how happy he is. I lose myself to his words and the sensations he’s coaxing from me, wishing somehow this would never end.
38
Why I do anything other than just stay in bed with my Chosen, or on gym mats like I currently am, I will never know. I run my hands through Bastien’s dark waves as he rests his head on my stomach, running his fingers leisurely over the various lines of runes on my body. I’m not sure how long it will take before the pain starts. I feel nervous for him, but he seems relaxed. There’s a calm and contentedness radiating from his every move right now.
“What made you change your mind about sex?” Bastien asks me, as he lazily traces the patterns of my runes.
“What do you mean?”
“I got the impression that you were going to try and avoid marking any more of us if you could.”
I snicker and shake my head.
“You, Bastien Fierro, are way too observant.”
He chuckles.
“I get that a lot. What can I say? I’m an emotionally sensitive guy.”
