Page 52 of Always Watching

“Hands and knees, baby.” I growl the words out low, deep, letting them filter through the air with all the lust and desire I have for him. His eyes widen, but he’s already moving to do exactly what I said, stripping out of his robe so I can see his cock already hanging hard and pink between his legs. He looks so fucking good… soready.

“What are you going to do to me?” Ranen’s question is breathy, and I can see the tremble that pulses along his spine. I can also hear the chat going wild. They love this—they love the look on his face and the way he’s already in position with his ass in the air, so ready to be claimed.

Fuck, Iwantto claim it.

“I told you earlier that I was going to eat you alive.” I turn to the camera so they can see when my tongue comes out to wet my lips. “I’m going to make you come on my tongue, and then I’m going to fuck you until you see stars.”

The chat goeswild.

I’m positive that somewhere amongst the pinging messages and tips, there’s one very angry bastard who knows he’ll never have Ranen look at him the way he’s looking at me now, like I’m the sun and the sky—like I’m his entire world.

Good.

I want him to watch.

I want him to see it when I take Ranen apart.

Chapter 19

Ranen

Shivers race down myspine as I wait for North to approach me. I figured when he went to my room, it was just to retrieve his mask but leave on his clothing, so I had something to work for like last time. Seeing him walk into my room, his dick already hard and standing proud, scrambled my brain and left me at a loss for words. I wasn’t even finished with my introduction, but there’s no way I would have disobeyed North’s gentle order.

The sounds of the chat barely reach me past the sound of my heart pounding in my ears. Yes, I’m still afraid of my stalker. Yes, we’re only doing this session with the goal of drawing out whoever is after me, but under that, under all that is my want and desire for North.

Nothing, not even my own fear will dampen that.

His hum makes me shiver again. “Spread your ass, baby. Let me see that pretty hole.”

Pressing my chest to the mattress, I reach behind myself and pull my ass cheeks apart, the air from the vent blowing over itgently. “Like this?” I ask, still cognizant enough of my audience to give them a show.

Usually, it’s all fake—all bullshit—a show put on to display my most desirable side. But when I’m with North, when he’s around, none of my reactions are insincere. He pulls them out of me easily, almost effortlessly.

“Just like that,” he whispers. I strain my ears to listen to him walking over, the carpeting on my floor absorbing his steps. I jump when he places his large hand on my back. “Shh.” He soothes me, rubbing up and down my spine. “Don’t worry, Cas. I’ll take care of you, baby.”

“I know,” I whisper. North always takes care of me, be it feeding me, cuddling with me, or making me see fucking stars when he makes me orgasm. I will never get used to it, but I know North won’t do anything less.

A hiss leaves my lips when wetness lands on my hole, sliding down my balls. North collects his saliva with two fingers before pressing against my entrance. “You want to feel my tongue here?” he asks in a deep, teasing voice that settles in my chest.

God, I don’t think I’ve wanted anything so much. “Please,” I beg, crying out when his fingers breach me.

He pumps in and out of me slowly, brushing those thick fingers against my walls. His digits bump my prostate, but only just. Not enough to give me what I’m craving, not even close to getting me off.

“Please, god, please,” I beg again. North likes it when I beg. His eyes always flare with lust when a plea tumbles from my lips.

Right now is no different. A deep growl percolates in the room, and I feel the air shift as North gets to his knees behind me. He pulls my hips back until I’m resting my weight on my shins. Another growl reaches my ears, the sound making me moan softly.

“You look fucking delicious, baby.” He removes his fingers, only to replace them with his tongue.

“Oh,god,” I moan, the sheets under me tangled in my fists. The warmth and wetness of his tongue laving gently over my exposed ass feels so good. “N…” My words trail off when I find myself almost slipping up and saying his name.

We never discussed him using a false name while we were on cam. It’s something we should have gone over, with my desire to always have his name on my tongue, to always let him know how I feel about what he’s doing to me. But I won’t out him by saying his name. I mean, come on, how many men are named North?

He grabs handfuls of my ass, squeezing the globes hard as he delves into my entrance. Up and down his tongue moves on my pucker, teasing the skin there.

Dropping one hand, he grabs my cock, jerking me slowly. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I try to absorb all I’m feeling right now. It’s too much and not enough at the same time. Ecstasy flows through my veins, my balls drawing close to my body in need of release.

“I’m gonna come. Please, I need you.” Tremors rack me as I fight to keep my release at bay. I need to feel North’s thick cock inside me before I blow.

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