Page 20 of Caged Love

“I’ll be back,” I call out to her.

It’s time to show my mate a taste of what the rest of her life will be like.

Chapter Eleven

After I soak in the bath and finish getting dressed, August steps into the room with a bouquet of flowers. And not just any flowers, my favorite wildflowers.

I’ve always wanted to get ‘just because’ flowers.

“How did you know?” I ask, taking them from him and bringing them to my nose.

“Lucky guess.” He grins, playing with the end of my hair. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you,” I reply, noticing the sword on his hip. “Feeling naked, were you?”

He looks down and laughs, his warm eyes pulling me in. “Yeah, actually, I was. I always have my sword with me.”

In the kitchen, I find a glass vase and arrange the flowers while August unpacks the food he brought. He cooks dinner, surprises me with dessert, and even handles all the cleanup—like it’s the easiest thing in the world.

After that, he takes me to bed and gives me a full body massage with the oil he bought today. He’s really thought ofeverything, and I can’t remember the last time, if ever, someone has taken care of me like this.

When I moan as he rubs my lower back, he stays there a little longer, giving more love where it’s needed, and I don’t even have to ask. His big, strong fingers then work their magic into my thighs.

“You’re good with your hands,” I murmur.

August laughs softly, pressing a kiss to the curve of my ass. “I’m glad you think so. If you keep making those little noises, this is going to get cut short, though.”

How sad is it that no one has taken the time to treat me like this before?

My eyes close. I try to stay awake because I want him to massage my front, too, if you know what I mean, but his hands are magic, and soon I’m fast asleep.

It’s still dark when I wake up, rubbing my eyes and reaching my hand out to feel for August. He’s curled up on his side, facing me. This man massaged me to sleep and didn’t want anything in return. And that thought makes me smile, my lips curving even more as I gently slide down his body. His cock is halfway hard already, and when I start to stroke him, he comes alive instantly.

“Milana?” he rasps in a husky tone. And then, “Fuck!” as my tongue licks his head. He rolls onto his back and threads his fingers in my hair. “Yes, just like that. So fucking good.”

His magic seeps into my skin, the push heavier than before. I’m so tempted to let it in, but we haven’t had that talk yet, and bonding isn’t something we can undo. When we decide to let it happen, we are intertwined forever. We will share magic and be able to feel each other’s emotions. We will be tied to each otherfor the rest of our lives. There’s no walking away. Only death can sever the bond, and even then, you probably won’t want to live with such a loss.

My mouth works him up and down, my cheeks hollowing as I suck him into the back of my throat as far as I can take him. Gagging, I ease up and run my tongue along his length. August makes this growling sound that makes me so damn wet.

“I need to be inside you. Now,” he rumbles, sitting up and lifting me onto his cock like I weigh nothing.

“Are you on the contraceptive herb?” I ask him because I’m not. And we sure as hell should have had this conversation before.

He nods, and my teeth sink into my lower lip as I slowly slide down onto him. He fills me up so well, and I’m so wet that I’m making a mess. Rolling my hips, I rest my palms on his pecs and grind down onto him, getting him in a spot that hits just right. August grips my ass in his fingers, controlling my movements from underneath me, thrusting his hips up to meet me.

“Give me that mouth,” he orders, and I lean forward to kiss him. His tongue sensually tastes mine, and we both moan. I’ve lost all coherent thought at this stage with my body running the show, and I’m giving it what it wants.

August flips us over so I’m on my back and lifts my legs against his shoulders. He’s so wonderfully deep, and when he reaches between us to play with my clit, I come instantly with his name on my lips.

“That’s one,” he murmurs, pulling out and going down on me. His tongue laps swipe over me, sending tingles down my spine. I’m already sensitive from the last orgasm, so it doesn’t take long for ecstasy to claim me again.

“Two. Mmm… I think another two before I bend you over and fuck you from behind and fill you up with my cum.”

Who knew August had such a filthy mouth?

Thank you, fates.

He continues to eat my pussy until I come again twice before he does as he says, getting me on my knees and driving into me from behind. He slaps my ass twice, and I moan into the pillow, pushing back against each thrust he delivers. Gripping my hands, he puts them behind my back, pinning them so I can’t move.

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