Sassy Ever After: Kissing Sassy (Kindle Worlds Novella)

by Gracen Miller

  “You’re my superhero. Does that count?”

  “Your vote is the only one that matters to me.” He nudged his hips against her bottom in slow circular thrusts, filling her in small increments, as his dick grew hard once more. She loved how quickly he rebounded. Made for great all-night sex.

  Olivia groaned at their slick union. “Do you have any idea how good that feels?”

  He chuckled. “I think I’ve got some idea.”

  Shifting her hand off his jaw, she fiddled with the hair at his nape. “When I give you my siren song, I want you in my ass so that you’ve claimed all of me.”

  Cajun stilled. “You gotta be ready for that, and I won’t hurt you.”

  “I told you I use my vibrator on myself there.”

  “I want to see you take your dildo in your ass before I’ll agree.”

  “All right.” She scooted away and sat up. “But you know you want to fuck me there.”

  “Hell, yeah, I do, catin. I like it dirty, but your pleasure matters more to me.”

  “You got a deal, but only if you fuck my ass with the vibrator.”

  The wolf glowed in his eyes. “I’ll lick your pussy while I do it.”

  In response her pussy trembled. She fucking loved his tongue there. “I’ll go clean up.” She gave him a quick peck and scampered off the bed.

  TWENTY-TWO

  Cajun

  “Where’s your dildo,” he called after the shower water came on in the bathroom. Cajun didn’t give a shit if she cleaned up or not. He’d lick her pussy cum and all, but he’d prefer not to eat his own release, so he let her wash him away.

  “Bedside drawer on the right.”

  Following her instructions, he found the sex toy and a bottle of lube. Cajun’s cock saluted the toy, an impressive-sized, pink vibrator. No wonder she prefers her vibrator to a man. All she had to do was switch this bitch on, stuff it up her cunt, and she’d come in six seconds.

  Picking up both toy and lube, he tested out the vibrator’s settings, each click making it buzz harder and faster. With each new shimmy, an idea came to him, one he hoped she’d like.

  Olivia stepped out of the bathroom with her hair pulled into a loose bun while drying the water off her skin. Turning off the sex-toy, Cajun caught her about the waist and drew her to him, snatching the towel from her grip and flinging it as he licked droplets of water off her shoulder.

  “You trust me?”

  “Of course.” She dropped her head back as he navigated his tongue along the line of elements between her breasts.

  “Do exactly as I ask, when I ask, how I ask.” He settled the tip of the vibrator against her clit and turned it to high. Her nails dug into his shoulders. “If you’re obedient and all works out as I want, I’ll be deep inside your ass like you want when you give me your siren song. Deal?”

  “Anything.” She rocked against the toy.

  “Ah ah. You don’t get to come on the vibrator. That’s reserved for my tongue and dick.” He clicked the device to the off setting.

  Her fingernails scraped his scalp, and she yanked his head back just as he would’ve grazed his teeth over her nipple. “I love your dirty talk, Theodore.”

  Grinning, he said, “On your back, spread your legs, then use your hands to show me your pussy.”

  Obedient, she followed his instructions to the letter, using her fingers to spread her pussy-lips. “Beautiful.” He grabbed a pillow and put it beneath her ass, her legs falling open wider at the angle. “Even better.”

  Bending forward, he sucked hard on her clit. Olivia jerked beneath him, her grip loosening on her delicate lips.

  After dragging a puffy fold between his teeth, he withdrew from her cunt. “I need you to focus on holding yourself spread open for me.”

  “I’ll try, but it feels so good, Cajun.” Drawing her knees up, she anchored her feet on the mattress and spread herself with her fingers once more.

  He settled the vibrator against her clit, turned it on a low vibration and rolled the plastic back and forth across her nub, waiting until her pants became so labored he knew she edged along an orgasm. Moving the toy, he filled her pussy with the dildo. She moaned, arching her spine, and fuck him, but he loved watching her take the fake-dick.

  Her juices coated the latex, and he fucked her with the dildo until her hips were arching up to meet the device. That’s when he removed it and settled it against her asshole. Hard to believe such a little button would open wide enough to take the vibrator.

  Adjusting the setting to high, he grabbed the lube, squirted it on the dildo, and smeared her entrance with the lubricant. Then he set out playing with her, fingers in her cunt, a thumb against her clit, as he teased her backdoor with the blunt head of the vibrator.

  The head of the fake-dick eased into her bottom, and she whimpered as he slowly pushed it inside her. Without any resistance, she took the dildo.

  Fuck me. He looked at her face soaked in pleasure with her eyes closed, her head tilted back, and her breasts rising and falling with her inhalations. Her pussy squeezed his fingers, and deciding she’d been honest about taking the toy many times before tonight, he bent his head and swished his tongue over her clit.

  “Theodore.”

  Jesus, he loved the sound of his name on her tongue as she edged a climax. Her thighs trembled about his head, and her fingertips turned white as she continued to hold her pussy lips apart for him. Filling both holes, he fucked her with his fingers and vibrator a little harder, and swished his tongue quicker until she came. As she moaned her release, her grip shifted into his hair and held him to her. Unexpected power exploded from her, and surged into him.

  “Jesus Christ.” Cajun’s cock leaked from the discharge of magic, his entire body twitching with an odd type pleasure. “Was that the siren song?”

  Olivia rolled her head from side to side. “Just a little, but not what I will give you.”

  Cajun removed the toy from her bottom and hauled her off the bed. The whirring sound of the dildo loud as he carried her to the sofa across the room and settled them on the furniture, with her straddling his thighs. She kissed him and rubbed her breasts over his chest. He loved the feel of the hard beads dragging across his skin.

  “You ever been double penetrated?”

  “No.”

  “Good. I’m jealous and won’t share you.”

  “I won’t share you either.” She rocked her hips, spreading her juice all over his cock. “You ever double penetrate a girl?”

  “No.” Reaching behind her, he reinserted the toy into her ass, her eyes darkening as the toy entered her and he fucked her with it.

  “I want you inside me,” she pouted, pushing down onto the vibrator as he thrust it up.

  “You’re getting me.” After the last orgasm he hoped she’d last a while so she’d come harder next time. “Put my dick in your pussy, catin, and ride me while I fuck your ass with the dildo.”

  “Kinky, Benji.”

  “I like it dirty, catin.”

  Olivia grinned, nipping his bottom lip as she lifted a little and adjusted the head of his cock at her opening. Slowly, she sank down, taking all of his cock.

  “Fuck.” He gripped her nape as her eyes slid closed, and she bit her bottom lip as her breath hitched.

  “God, Cajun. That… this is intense.”

  She had no idea how intense. The dildo in her ass made her pussy even tighter, and the rough bumpy texture of the vibrator gliding against his cock while it pulsated was like nothing he’d ever experienced. “Fuck me, Olivia.”

  And she did, like a fucking porn star. No, better than a porn star, because she was his and his alone, making them feel good because she wanted to, and not some girl every man fantasized about.

  Holding his eyes, she rode him fast, slow, changing up her gait, squeezing on his cock as she lifted to the tip, and releasing those muscles as she took him deep. All the while her breasts dragged across his chest with each rock, and her clit hit his pelvis, forcing
little quivering whimpers from her. She’d kiss him at random moments, magic crackling on their lips, as she scored his shoulders with her nails. Olivia fucked him until he was almost incoherent from holding back his release.

  Cajun couldn’t take much more, so he tossed the vibrator on the floor. “You need a new dick to ride?”

  “Finally.” Olivia went up on her knees, and his cock exited her pussy. She caught his base, positioned him at her backdoor and took all of him in one drive down.

  He gritted his teeth at the shock of the snug cavern surrounding his dick. She rode him the same as before, fast, slow, squeezing him, her whimpers and moans as loud as his. Cajun had hit the jackpot. Not only was she a paranormal, she was beautiful, and she liked her sex as dirty and rough as he did.

  His balls tightened up, and the power she thrust into him intensified his excitement. He caught her ass, flipped her to her back on the sofa, and fucked her as he circled her clit with his thumb.

  Olivia moaned and buried her hands in his hair, pulling him down for an endless kiss. Power filled him, swelled inside his chest, and his thrusts grew ragged. Their lips parted. In awe, he stared at her as she glowed an icy-blue color, the same as her eyes.

  He sat up to watch his cock enter and exit her ass and realized he glowed the same as she did.

  “Harder. Almost there.” He heard the command in his head, and knew she’d somehow connected with him mentally.

  Cajun complied, giving her all he had, fucking her so hard her breasts jiggled, and the only thing that kept her in place was his grip on her hips. She lifted her arms over her head and clutched at the armrest, her head arched back and her mouth rounded as she strangled on tiny gasps.

  She climaxed, and the icy-blue glow about her shrank in then expanded like an explosion, piercing him as her back arched off the couch, her ass constricting on his length. A magical line connected them at the chest, and he knew it had to be the magical evidence of their souls being stitched together as one.

  She’s mine. I’m hers.

  All ability to breathe fled, and Cajun came on a loud groan, filling her with his seed. He dropped over her and wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her motionless. He sucked on a nipple as he came down, loving the little shudders she made beneath him as she too came down from her high.

  He traced the elemental symbols with the tip of his tongue and felt her fingers trail across his collarbone.

  “I love you, Theodore.” At the words, Cajun pushed up enough he could look at her. “You own all of me now, body, heart, and soul.”

  His chest grew tight, and happiness threatened to explode inside him. “I love you too, catin.”

  “I didn’t know this would happen.” She touched his collarbone again.

  “That you’d love me?”

  “No, my elements are etched into your skin here the same as they are in mine.” Her fingers slid back and forth across the area she’d just touched. “I guess it’s the siren song marking you, the same as your bite marking me.”

  “I will wear the symbols with pride, Olivia. Will show them off with pride too, gloat that you’re mine and I’m yours.”

  TWENTY-THREE

  Olivia

  Olivia peered between the three other Keys, remaining on guard with this much firepower in one space. Enough firepower to decimate the world if they put their mind to it. She’d do her damnedest to put a stop to anything they tried, but she was no drongo—a stupid person. Despite her extra power, thanks to Cajun, she wouldn’t be able to halt them if the three acted as one.

  Her siren song reclined beside her, his arm on the back of her chair and his fingers fiddling with her blonde hair. Only Cajun would ever see the real her. The rest of the world would only ever know Olivia Scott as Hollywood’s leading lady.

  She’d insisted the other women meet her at Sassy Wolfe, and she thought every Wolfe in a hundred-mile radius was present. Protection, Cajun explained when she shot him a dirty glare for involving the Wolfe family.

  “He mated you, and you siren-songed him, huh?” Skarlet nodded at the elemental designs branded into Cajun’s skin. “Wise decision. Your power is amplified. I can feel it.” The other two Keys nodded and seemed a little in awe of her, as if she was the queen of Keys. “Did those hurt?”

  The redhead nodded at the marks on Cajun’s collarbone, exposed only because he wore a V-neck shirt. Olivia thought he wore the shirt just so he could show off the brands. Having her elements etched into his skin made her feel even more possessive than before. Or maybe that was the mating she’d taken from him. Either way, she loved that everyone in the place knew they were together. That he was hers, and she was his. She’d already glared down a she-wolf that gave her man lovey-dovey eyes.

  Cajun shook his head. “Didn’t know they were there until Olivia pointed them out.”

  “Cool.” Skarlet sipped her coffee and eyed Olivia over the rim. “You realize you’re the prophecy now, right? You’ve given our lineage hope.”

  “Didn’t mate him because of a prophecy or to give any of you hope. I’m just living my life. Cajun was my choice.” His fingers slid across her nape. That area on her body was so sensitive, his touch had prickles puckering her skin and her damn pussy reacting with a surge of slickness.

  “Fair enough.” The redhead nodded. “You going to help us find the last Key?”

  “I can sense her.” Actually Olivia knew the last Key’s exact location.

  All three of the other women sat straight in their chairs at her statement and gawked at Olivia.

  Oliva didn’t understand it, but the moment she gave Cajun her siren song, an entirely new world had opened up for her. It was as if a blindfold had been lifted from her eyes. The location of the other three Keys had been revealed to her, along with the fifth unknown one. In an instant, she’d understood their world, their people, the Keys’ purpose, and the universe as a whole. Ancient knowledge about her race had come to her and shown her the way things had worked centuries ago.

  These women were like her sisters. They shared a bond other sorceresses didn’t share with one another and were meant to work together, to craft a better world for all species and not just their kind. But they couldn’t begin to make the world better until all five of them found their siren song.

  Cajun slid his fingers through her hair, an idle gesture by all outward appearances, but the little tug he gave the strands let her know he was horny. Olivia sent him a side-eye glance, and he winked at her as she said, “I wouldn’t recommend approaching her right now.”

  “Why?” Anya asked. She was one of the Keys with Skarlet. That she spoke surprised Olivia since she and the other one, Lexi, had hardly said anything since the start of their meeting.

  “She’s in the middle of a mating dance.” Olivia shivered, distracted by Cajun’s fingers sliding over his mark on her neck. When she shot a glare at him, he grinned, the devil in his eyes, and she knew he touched her there on purpose. There’d been nothing idle about his touch. Stroking the mating mark was like a caress across her clit.

  Skarlet’s eyebrows rocketed toward her hairline, and her eyes widened. “How do you know this?”

  “I can’t begin to understand it, but when I gave my siren song to Cajun a lot was revealed to me. It’s the Discerning where we learn our place in the world and how to maximize our power for the betterment of all.” Olivia snuggled against Cajun’s chest, resting her head on his shoulder, and he hugged her to him. “We’ve a future together. Us Keys.” She pointed between the three of them and her. “But it won’t begin until we’ve all found our siren songs. I think you’ll find him or her, or maybe even hims.” Olivia laced her fingers with those of Cajun’s draped over her shoulder. “The fifth Key is dancing with two siren songs.”

  “I didn’t know that was possible.” Lexi gave the vampire, Raptor, a nervous glance.

  Olivia watched the other woman closely. Raptor had made unwanted advances toward her that first day she entered the bar looking for help from Ca
jun. He licked his chops now as he ogled the other Key. “Are vampires your weakness?”

  Lexi shuddered and gave a single nod. “Yeah. And he’s eyeing me like I’m dinner.”

  The way Lexi kept looking at Raptor, like she couldn’t keep her gaze off him, Olivia suspected she wasn’t turned off as much as she was turned on. Probably her siren song, and she’ll run from him without the truth. “Your siren song will be your weakness.”

  She gauged their reaction to that.

  Lexi cringed, and went pale.

  Skarlet sighed and said, “I’d already suspected.”

  Anya crossed her arms over her chest and peered about the room. “I’m not really into incubus.”

  “You are if you want a unification of Keys.” Anya glared at Olivia, and she returned the woman’s glower. “I’ve seen what we can do together. End wars, bring peace, cure cancer, and the list goes on. We’re the key to not just our kind surviving, but the continuance of other races too.”

  “Will we all gain this knowledge when we claim our siren song?” Lexi made designs on the table with her finger, but Olivia could tell she peeked at Raptor from beneath her lashes.

  “Yes. And the Gathering will no longer matter either. All their power will dissolve the moment the last of us shares our siren song with our mate. That’s when we will be united, become the real keys of the universe, and finally able to do what we were born to do.”

  “Vampires don’t have mates, they have brides.”

  Olivia shrugged. “So you’ll be a bride instead of a mate. It doesn’t matter what you call it, still the same.” She motioned to Lael and called out to her. “Shots for everyone.” After the multi-colored haired witch poured each of them a shot of something that had chocolate in it, Olivia lifted her glass. “To a future with Keys guiding the way, where hope isn’t needed, but only love and compassion will drive us.” After sucking down her shot, she curled onto Cajun’s lap and whispered against his ear, “Ready to take Hollywood by storm, Benji?”