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EMBER

My stomach feels like butterflies are fluttering up a storm with nerves. I don’t understand why I’m so nervous, but it seems when it comes to Cerberus, my nerves want to constantly get the better of me.

I honestly don’t get it.

Why?

I shouldn’t be feeling what I am.

The fact that Cerberus kissed me after I told him what he wanted to know wasn’t any of his business, freaks me out a little bit.

Mostly because he’s never, not back then, not the ones we shared over the past few days, has he kissed me as hard as he did.

It was definitely meant to shut me up. It was also meant to throw me into a fog of need and want.

My body feels like vibrating with need for Cerberus.

If I were still in my own room, I’d take care of myself and hopefully ease what I’m feeling. Though, I doubt that I ever could. I can see him and easily tell that he’d fulfill my every need and leave me satisfied.

Hell, I’d go feet first in with him if I knew what I was getting into with him. Unfortunately, I don’t. What he wants scares me. I don’t know how to explain it.

With Dex, I knew what we had. He was there.

There for me when I needed him. Thanks to him, I was able to overcome a lot of things, but I still didn’t fully heal after the rape.

I tried to move on with my life, but I had my hangups.

When I left, Dex and I ended on good terms. He wanted me to have everything I wanted, and I wanted the same for him.

A part of me thinks about reaching out to him, talking to him, and seeing what he says, but I know I can’t do that. He doesn’t need to know what’s going on here. I also don’t want to get into it with Cerberus if I were to do that.

Especially right now, after the way he kissed me in the truck.

After the past couple of days and him telling me what he did over dinner the other night, he’s determined to be with me. I don’t get why, though. He might have explained it to me, but I still don’t understand how he’d want me.

The minute the door clicks shut behind us and he flicks the lock in place, I know the small amount of reprieve I had between the time when he kissed me in the truck to now is over. This is happening. What’s between us is getting ready to move into another level altogether.

I turn to face Cerberus, eyes locked with his. Cerberus comes closer, hands coming to my hips, digging into my waist just marginally enough to tug me into him. He lowers his head without a word said while I tilt mine back, giving him the access he needs to reclaim my mouth.

Cerberus doesn’t play around when it comes to kissing me again.

He takes my mouth, tongue thrusting inside, duels with mine, wins and dominates the movements.

He does this all while moving me backward.

The backs of my legs hit the bed, and I find myself falling back.

Cerberus keeps me from falling but comes down with me.

His body presses into mine. There’s no missing how hard he is.

There’s a part of me that wants to scream and run, but I’m finding that it’s a very small part. Where the larger part is screaming loud and clear to take what I want.

Gripping the back of Cerberus’s tee, I jerk it upward. Cerberus stops kissing me long enough to allow me the chance to tug it the rest of the way off. His mouth comes back down on mine, and everything from there seems to heat up faster than a raging fire spreads through a burning building.

I’m consumed by him. His touch. His mouth. The feel of him. All of him. It’s something I never want to go without. Still, I don’t want to think what’s happening between us will last forever. I want to think of us in the present. This moment. Just us. No one else but Cerberus . . . Jase and me.

Cerberus leaves my mouth and trails his way down my body.

His mouth easily finds one of my nipples while his fingers toy with the other.

Pinching and tugging at it. I love the way he flicks his tongue, sucks, and nips at the hardened tip.

The only thing I find myself able to do is sink my fingers in his hair.

Years ago, Cerberus kept his hair long all the way around. Now, though, it’s short around the back and sides, longish on top. I actually love it like this.

Switching to my other nipple, he does the same thing while using his fingers to give the same treatment to the other one.

“Jase,” I pant, wanting more. Needing it more than anything. I like the way he’s touching me, but I need more. I want him inside me. It’s imperative that I get his cock inside me soon.

The moisture coating my pussy drips and makes me all the more slick. Cerberus could easily slide inside me.

“Fuckin’ missed having the taste of you, baby.

Love your tits and I’m gonna love having my mouth between your legs.

Your sweet pussy is a nectar I have never forgotten.

It’s haunted me and I’m gonna take my time enjoying getting reacquainted with it.

” Slowly, he moves downward and positions my legs over his shoulders.

The first swipe of his tongue sends a jolt right through my entire body.

“Jase.”

Moaning his name gets me another swift flick of his tongue and the addition of a finger. It’s not anything like I’ve ever experienced before. It’s pure heaven.

Cerberus keeps his movements slow and easy. He takes his time, just as he said. The way he hooks his finger inside me alone is enough to make me want to beg for more. I want more. So . . . so . . . much more.

By the time he adds a second finger, I’m more than just a little bit panting. “Please, Jase, I need more.”

“You’ll get more when I’m ready to give it to you. Told you I’m taking my time. Missed the taste of this sweet cunt, Ember. ”

A shiver courses down my spine as he goes back to what he’s doing, plunging both his fingers inside me. Doing as he said, Cerberus takes his time building a burn so hot inside me that I know I’m not going to survive it. I don’t even care if I don’t.

Fingers and tongue, he torments me. When I’m close to him bringing me to the brink of release, he stills his fingers, uses only his tongue.

I want to come, and I need to, but his torture is something I want and need to experience as well.

Having him with me feels beautiful. It’s a memory I’ll never forget.

More than that, with each touch of his fingers and tongue, it’s like a branding to my senses.

Cerberus brings me close to release twice more before finally allowing the orgasm to end all orgasms wash over me. It’s overwhelming and hot. Pleasure mixed with pain, but not in a bad way.

Moving over my body, Cerberus lines himself up and pushes forward, the tip of his cock slides inside me before my orgasm finishes. Inch after inch, he slides deeper. He fills me with his cock. His thickness is something I’m not used to. I don’t want to compare, but he’s definitely bigger.

Taking his time, I get to watch his face as he thrusts inside me. Cerberus’s jaw is clenched. Eyes dark. Darker than the abyss. And they’re focused on me. Lust and something else fill his expression.

I curl my fingers around his neck and hold on. I don’t know what else to do but hold on.

“Fuckin’ tight as hell, baby. Love the way you’re squeezing me like a vice. Brace for me, Em, I’m about to fuck you just as I’ve wanted for years.” Cerberus dips his head down, kisses me deeply, and starts moving.

Arms going under my legs, he adjusts me how he wants me. Lifting, Cerberus pulls nearly all the way out only to slam forward, starting a vigorous movement that sends me spiraling right into another orgasm.

Crying out his name, I do the only thing I can and hold on. He doesn’t let up his thrusting as he pounds into me through it all. Making it all that much stronger of a release.

Reaching between our bodies, Cerberus flicks my clit. Pinches and circles it.

“You’re gonna come for me one more time, Ember. Want your cunt clamping down on my cock when I come.”

No sooner do those words leave his mouth than my body does as told, and I feel myself tighten around him. My entire body goes into overdrive with sensation. My cries turn into screams of pleasure.

“Fuck yeah, baby,” Cerberus snarls through gritted teeth. His cock twitching inside me, pulsing, spilling his release.

I don’t know if he used a condom or not, but right now, I don’t have the energy to care.

Exhaustion leaves me limp and unable to move when Cerberus slowly moves from my body. He gets out of bed, and I close my eyes, giving in to sheer blissful exhaustion before I know where he’s going.

It’s the only reason I didn’t feel him cleaning my body or him climbing in behind me, tucking me into his large frame.