Deklan - Page 22

“How sore are you?” he asks.

I stare into his eyes for a moment before I realize what he means.

“Just a little.”

“Not too much?”

“No.”

“Good.”

A second later, he’s on top of me. I gasp as he guides his fingers between my legs and works one of them inside of me. He thumbs my clit until I moan, then quickly replaces his finger with the head of his cock.

“Hold on.” I barely have enough time to hear his words before he braces himself, one hand against the mattress and the other on my hip, and slams into me.

“Ah!” I cry out and arch my back as I wrap my arms around his shoulders. All I can do is hold on as he moves in and out slowly, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back home, grunting with each penetration.

My eyes go wide as I realize something very, very important. I realize I shouldn’t have worried about waking him up. I should have extracted myself from his arms just long enough to go to the bathroom, but it’s too late now. I don’t think I could have stopped him even if I would have wanted him to.

With each thrust, Deklan puts pressure against my bladder as well as my clit. It’s slightly painful but also amplifies the sensations between my legs and inside my body as he moves. It’s all I can do to use every muscle in the general vicinity to keep from losing control.

As I flex, Deklan moans loudly.

“Oh, Jesus…that’s so good. Keep doing that.”

I c

an’t answer him. I clench my teeth, squeeze my eyes shut, and keep holding on. The full feeling of my bladder, combined with flexing my internal muscles and Deklan’s increasing movements, intensifies every sensation. I’m already close to orgasm, but I’m terrified I’ll pee on him if I do and can’t speak coherently enough to tell him to stop.

Instead, I wrap my legs around him as tightly as I can, brace myself, and pray I don’t lose control of my bladder as waves cascade through my body. The sound that comes from my throat is a high-pitched squeak as Deklan fills me with a scream of his own.

He collapses on top of me, and I shove at his hips, trying to get his heavy body off of my stomach.

“Please! Please get off!” I cry out.

“Kera, what’s wrong?” Deklan looks horrified as he pushes himself off to the side, allowing me to jump up from the bed.

“I have to pee!” I yell as I run to the bathroom with Deklan’s laughter following behind me. I barely make it to the toilet in time and sit there with my head in my hands.

When I return, embarrassed and barely able to look Deklan in the face, he’s reclining against the pillows with his arms behind his head and a big grin on his face. The smile lights up his eyes and gives him a completely different appearance than his usual, forbidding demeanor.

“Sorry,” I say softly.

“No reason to be.” He shakes his head as he tosses his legs over the side of the bed and kisses me briefly on the forehead before making his own way to the bathroom.

I climb back into the bed and pull the sheet up around me. I can hear him peeing, and I can see into the hallway well enough to know he didn’t even bother to shut the bathroom door. When he returns, I still can’t look at him when he gets into the bed beside me.

“Stop looking so embarrassed,” he says. “Besides, it’s best for women to go to the bathroom after sex. Avoids UTIs.”

“UTIs?”

“Urinary tract infections.”

“Oh.” I make a mental note to look that up later.

He stretches out beside me on his side with one arm under his head. He uses the other arm to grab my hand and pull it to his lips. He kisses my knuckles before holding my hand to his chest, rubbing my wrist.

I relax with my head close to his on the pillow, suddenly quite sleepy again. I watch Deklan’s face as he looks down at our hands on his chest.

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