Page 57 of The Saviors: Part Two
Kai
After our meeting with Roland and Baxter, we debriefed with Axel and then went our separate ways. I went to make sure my head was on straight, and then I decided to find Chelsea because there was something that I needed to do. I find her walking down the stairs, and I wrap her in my arms. I lay my lips on hers and kiss her like I’ve been dying to do since we got home. Her arms are locked beside her, afraid to touch me, so I grab her hand and place it on my pec. That’s all the invitation she needs, then both of her arms are winding around my neck. I need her closer to remind myself that I actually do deserve someone like Chelsea.
I hook my arm under her ass and lift her up. Her legs go around my waist, and she whimpers into the kiss. I can feel her tears dripping onto my cheeks from what I hope is happiness. I pull back and lay my forehead against hers.
“I’ve missed you,” she whispers.
“I’ve missed you too, Dragonfly.” We might have been in the same house, but it felt like she was a million miles away. My time with Sean is something that I didn’t even know that I needed. I’ve been thinking this whole time that I was going to flip and end up hurting one of them. But in true Sean fashion, he showed me how much that was bullshit. His words reminded me that I’m not the man this life has tried to turn me into.
I walk with Chelsea into the living room and sit down on the couch. She snuggles into my chest, and I soak it in that she’s finally back in my arms. She tried so hard to get me back, but I stayed in my own head, thinking that I would lash out at her, and that’s something that I would never be able to live with. I rub my hands down her back, and she subtly shifts her hips. This happens a few times before I pull her back to see her face, and it’s starting to bloom with color.
“Are you okay?”
Her cheeks darken even further, and she starts chewing on her bottom lip. “Yeah, why?”
“Because you’re acting like you aren’t comfortable.”
“I am, Kai. This is perfect. It’s just that Sean…” I raise a brow when she trails off. “We were upstairs when you found me.”
“Did I interrupt something?”
She laughs, but it comes out breathy, almost like she’s turned on. “No. I was…uh…going to the kitchen to get a drink.”
Intrigued, I sit back on the couch. “What were you and Sean doing upstairs?” I watch that delicious blush creep down her chest.
She sighs and sits back. The move makes her gasp, and I swear she bites off a moan. “He told me he had something to show me.”
“What did he show you? I want details, Dragonfly.”
She covers her red cheeks with her hands. “Oh God. You know that I suck at this.”
I shake my head. “That’s where you’re wrong. I love hearing all that dirty shit come out of your pretty mouth. Now tell me.”
“First, he had me strip. Then he laid me on the bed.”
“Then what?” My voice has dropped to the point that it’s almost nonexistent just thinking about what Sean might have done to her. The tone never fails to make her nipples harden, and goosebumps pop up on her skin.
“He ate my pussy,” she whispers.
“That’s not all, is it?” She shakes her head. “Tell me.”
“Right when I was about to come, he pulled back and had something in his hands.” I already know what the something was, but I wait for her to say the words. “It was a butt plug.”
“Are you wearing it now?” She nods. “Do you like it?” She nods again. “Why did you need a plug?”
“He said he’s getting me ready to take two of you at the same time.”
Goddamn. “Is that what you want?”
“So fucking much. I want to feel all of you at the same time.”
“What happened after?”
“He put it inside me, made me come with his mouth, and then he came all over my tits.” She leans up beside my ear. “And then he cleaned it off with his tongue.”
“Fuck,” I groan when she grinds herself on me.
“Does it make me greedy that I want to come again?”
