Page 53 of Creatures Like Us

“You’re sorry? You’resorry?” I shoot from the barstool so violently that it flips over and crashes to the floor. I lurch toward him, grabbing hold of his collar and pushing him to the wall so hard our teeth clatter. “You thought you could just abandon me like this?”

“It’s what you wanted,” he protests. “You wanted me to let you go.”

I shake my head, gritting my teeth. “Not like this, Noah. Not like this.”

“Then how?…” He swallows thickly. “Then what do you want?”

“Why did you uncuff me?”

“You know why.”

“Why did you leave?”

“You know that too.”

“Then why?…?why did you come back?”

He shakes his head, jaw clenched hard. “I was just trying to do the right thing, Ash.”

“Fuck the right thing. Come here.” I rip him toward me, capturing his lips with mine.

He gives a muffled groan of protest, but I shove him harder into the wall, our bodies pressed tight. Eventually, his hands come up to scramble at my hair. I grip his own hair ruthlessly and rip his head backward, leaving a trail of kisses down his throat.

“Fuck you,” I whisper into his skin. “Fuck you for making me worry like that.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you’d?…?That you’d worry about me in that way. I didn’t know you cared.”

“Yeah, you did. You just wanted to make me say it.”

“No, Asher. I didn’t want?…” He gulps. “I didn’t know?…”

“Well,” I say roughly. “Before you die, you have to experience this.” I get down on my knees and rip at his jeans, gazing up at him. “You have no idea how good this feels.” With that, I yank his waistband down and free his half-hard cock. It’s uncut, and what’s visible of the head is flushed a dark pink.

“Oh god?…” Noah trembles, hands braced on the wall.

Okay?…?what now?

A few girls have done this for me, and I’ve seen it done in porn more times than I can count. How hard can it be?

I lean in and lick a testing strip at the head. The reaction is immediate; Noah inhales a shaky breath above me, and his legs start shaking. I grip his trembling thighs, keeping him in place as I take the head into my mouth, just holding it there for a while, feeling it swell on my tongue. He tastes of musk, a little of the forest, and a lot like just?…?him.

I slide further down, taking him in along with the staggering relief thathe’s alive. That we’re both alive.

Fuck, I could choke on that relief, and I do—taking him too far down my throat and bumping up against a part that makes me gag.

“Holy shit,” Noah mumbles. “Ash, that feels?…”

I pull off his cock and jerk him with my hand instead. Sloppily, eagerly, exposing the shiny head. “Don’t hold back. You can come when you want to. Come in my mouth if you want.”

“I will,” Noah breathes. “Soon.”

Yeah, I thought so. Smirking, I flick my gaze up to him as I swallow him back down. His cock is shaped differently from mine—the head smaller while the shaft tapers and gets wider at the base. It makes sucking him off a little difficult; I have to hinge my jaw open so wide it hurts, but I don’t care as long as he’s staring down at me, slack-jawed, eyes glittering, and fingers trembling in my hair.

Lilith used to enjoy pinning me down out of nowhere and blowing me until I came. She used to make it a game, acting all smug and satisfied when I’d shot my load into her mouth. She used to kiss me afterward, having me taste myself on her lips.

I want to do the same to Noah. Find out what his pleasure will taste like. See his reaction when I kiss him breathless and push his cum into his virgin mouth.

I’m the first to ever do this for him. I’m the first to run my tongue along the underside of his cock, and I’m the first to push him as far into my throat as I can. I grip his thighs to keep balance, feeling them shake. I dig my fingers into them, wanting him to hurt a bit, wanting him to realize this is really happening—that he’s really getting his dick sucked for the first time in his life.