Page 31 of A Layperry's Heart
Fuck.
“Fuck,” I say out loud, holding it out for Gendry to see. He cups my hands, closing them around the device. “Fuck, Gendry. What are we gonna do?”
Gendry pulls me through my apartment. He makes sure the door is unlocked before heading into the hall and knocking on Christian’s door. I follow behind, unable to do anything. I’m in shock and despair threatens to completely choke me.
Gendry knocks on the door again and Christian opens up, his eyes wide as he looks between us.
“Shit, what’s wrong?”Gendry says something, pointing at me. Christian nods his head. “Fuck, man. That really sucks.” Gendry speaks again. “Oh, okay. Yeah, I can do that.”
“What’s going on?”
Christian turns towards me. “So, Gendry can still understand everything you’re saying. He wants me to explain that he’s capable of telepathic communication, but he didn’t want to dive into your head until he had your full consent.” Chrsitian rolls his eyes. “Weird you guys haven’t talked about this before now. Miles and Timalah had this shit down pat as soon as they got together. They were always having secret conversations inside their heads.”
I tug on Gendry’s hand. “Yes. Do it. Please, I can’t stand the idea of not being able to speak with you.”
Everything will be okay, I hear inside my head. Gendry’s voice is soft, soothing, and everything I needed to calm myself down.
I let out a long breath, the tightness in my chest slowly relaxing until I feel like I can pull in a full breath again. Looking at Christian, I give him a nod. “Thank you for translating.”
“Don’t mention it,” he says before closing his door on us.
Gendry puts his big hand on my lower back, guiding me back to my apartment.I can still communicate this way. We can still talk. Everything is okay, Aldo.
“Why can I understand you inside my head?”
Somehow, communicating straight into your brain translates it automatically. It works with anyone I speak this way with.
“You speak like this with other people? I thought this was like a special bond.”
It’s very special. You are special to me. Someday, we will form our matron bond and you will be able to speak with me in my head, the same way I am doing to you. I share a bond with my fellowLayperrypeople. We can all sense and speak with each other in this way.
I pull Gendry into my bedroom before pushing him down onto the bed. I follow him, laying myself across his chest.
“What does amatronbond include? Do I have to do anything special?”
Once you feel I’ve won your heart and shown myself worthy, it is very simple.Gendry takes my hand, running his thumb over my knuckles as he explains it.I would probe your mind, pushing a bond into place. You would simply need to allow me in, allow our bond to form. Once you feel it, you would have to push back into my mind as well, linking our bond between us.
I swallow around the lump in my throat. That sounds good. Honestly, that sounds better than good, it sounds fucking perfect. I want to bond with him in that special way. I want him inside my head and I want to be inside his.
Leaning up on my elbow, I run my hand over Gendry’s chest. I skim my fingers over the skin of his throat before cupping his face. Then I kiss him. I kiss him and force all of my feelings into the kiss, silently telling him exactly what he means to me, exactly what he does to me. I do my best to bring all of these things to the front of my mind, wanting him tofeelthem.
Gendry sucks in a sharp breath, his hands going to my hips, pulling me until I’m straddling him. He’s already hard and I can’t stop myself from grinding against him, moaning at the feeling of his huge cock through our clothes.
“Gendry,” I gasp out, my hips having a mind of their own, moving against his cock over and over until I’m panting and needy. “Gendry, please. I need you. I need all of you, everything you’re willing to give me.”
Everything, I hear inside my head.You can have everything.
I kiss him one more time before I start pulling off my clothes. Gendry follows my lead, doing the same. Every inch of toned, purple skin revealed leaves me aching even more. I want him. Scratch that, I fuckingneedhim. I want to feel him stretching me wide, fucking me deep, and marking me in every way that matters.
Once we’re both naked, I start to crawl back into place in Gendry’s lap but he surprises me. Gendry’s big hands grab my hips and swing me around so my ass is over his face and I’m facing his feet.
“Oh fuck!”
Gendry pulls my cheeks apart and a moment later, his face is against my ass. His tongue is so hot and wet as it lavishes my hole, swirling around the puckered skin until I’m relaxing against the sensation. Then he points his tongue, wiggling it inside and oh my god, that feels so fucking good. His alien tongue is able to reach places otherwise impossible.
“Fuck, Gendry. Fuck. That feels so good,” I mumble, tilting my head back and moaning. “Fuck, I could come just on your tongue.”
Don’t. I want to come inside your ass.
