Page 65 of G.O.D.S Omnibus

He takes a seat and pulls me down to straddle his lap. I lean in closer, resting my forehead against his.

“Please not him,” he whispers.

“I don’t think I have a choice if he is in my life,” I return just as quietly, leaning back and cupping his face.

He looks up at me, meeting my eyes. “You don’t.”

“Why can’t you just tell me what I want to know?”

Case closes his eyes and tilts his head back against the couch, avoiding me again. “Because it’s not my story to tell. But you will know soon enough.”

“Will I still want to be here when I know the truth?”

Not answering, he leans forward and places his lips on mine, grabbing my hips and pulling my body closer to his. The thin material of my underwear is barely any barrier, but adds to the friction as I grind myself against his erection trapped behind his pants. I delve my hand between our bodies, flicking open the button on his jeans, and when I slide underneath, touching skin, he breaks our kiss to let out a groan of pleasure.

Needing little encouragement, Case lifts his ass to help slide his jeans down his legs. His erection springs out and I blink a few times; he has his dick pierced. I have seen pictures before, but never in person—unless you count Laughn’s ball bearings. I run my finger gently over the metal and he hisses at the contact, throwing his head back against the lounge.

Sliding down to the ground, I pull his pants from his legs, tossing them to the side and positioning myself between his knees. I pause, wondering how I will fit his cock in my mouth. His girth is impressive... I think I might even be intimidated by it.

Never one to back down from a challenge, I lean forward, running my tongue up his shaft and around his tip, exploring him.

“Fuuuck,” he grits out as he stares down at me with hooded eyes.

Mouth open as wide as I can, the corners of my lips slightly burn as I take him in as far as he’ll go. Case tangles his hand in my hair, guiding the pace as I eagerly suck him off, his soft moans spurring me on.

“Stop,” he soon pants out, tightening his grip on the back of my head and stilling my movements. “I need to feel you before I come.”

He lets go of my hair, and I stand, moving forward to straddle him once again.

I don’t bother removing my clothes. Instead, his fingers hurriedly pull my underwear to the side, and he slides them along my slit. I line up our bodies and sink down slowly onto his shaft, allowing my body to accommodate his size. The girth fills me and stretches me to the max, causing me to be the one to groan.

He gives me a minute to get comfortable before he grabs my hips and rocks me against his pelvis. We move together in perfect unison. Case lifts the side of my shirt and guides it over my head, his tattooed hands roaming along my skin until he reaches my breasts. He leans forward, taking a nipple in his mouth, sending tingles throughout my body. As he sucks and plays with them, I keep the momentum going, grinding into him. The sensation of his piercing rubbing against my G-spot has my orgasm building fast. Case grips my hips and rotates my pelvis, causing my clit to grind against him.

“Oh shit!” I cry out as overwhelming waves of pleasure crash through my body.

His thrusts get faster until he holds me still as he finishes, pulling me into his body and wrapping his arms around my waist.

We sit in silence for a few long moments as we recover, then he rolls us both onto our sides, facing each other.

I run my finger along the tattoo on his jaw, the one that says Checkmate. “Why did you get that tattooed on your face?”

“Someone a long time ago used to say it to me. I wanted to keep them close in some way.” His hand tightens on my hip as he talks.

“I can understand that.” I want to see how far I can push the conversation. “She must have meant a lot to you.”

“She does.” I don’t miss how he uses the present tense.

“Is she the same one that has you all upset?”

He closes his eyes and nods. “She was our everything. Our whole life revolved around her and then she was gone.”

“Will you tell me about her?”

“She was the light of our world—no matter what was thrown at us, we had her. She would walk into a room and draw everyone’s attention. Have you ever met anyone like that?”

I shake my head. I don’t have any memories from my childhood. All I remember is having Trace until child services came and took me away. He took care of me and made me feel safe.

“One day she wanted takeout. We were all busy, so she was hanging out with Kai and...” He hesitates. “And one of his friends. Kai was messaging a girl, organising a party, and his friend offered to take her. There was an accident... I blame Kai, Jolie. He should have taken her. He promised to look out for her. If he went, she would have been sitting in the back seat. We wouldn’t have lost her.” His beautiful green eyes water at the memories.

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