THE GREENBRIARS

THE GREENBRIARS

THE FOLK OF THE AIR SERIES

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I AM YOUR MASTER

Jude and Cardan

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FINE LINE || SHE, VERSE 1- SNIPPET

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I recall last night with an even warmer flush.

How I'd slipped into his room like the moonlight. Soft and strange. Determination a whisper across my skin. How he'd been sprawled on the bed, just how I wanted him.

He had his phone pressed to his ear, talking to his boss on the other end in clipped words that reminded me of biting. Of teeth. I remember wanting them all over me.

The conversation—about manuscripts and deadlines and someone called Nicasia—was making Cardan’s face all lemon-pinched. I had the sudden urge to smooth down the sour lines with the pad of my thumb.

I closed the door behind me, leaned back against the wood, drinking him in. The drag of something delicious raking through my core. He'd looked up at the soft snick of the door, looked a question across the room at me. I held a finger to my lips.

It was a secret. Me, him. This room. The moon.

He'd swallowed, furrowed expression wiped clean, those inkblot eyes widening a fraction. A spill of dark lashes up to his brow bone.

I remember how I'd walked to the foot of his bed. How his T-shirt, which I wore now, swept soft against my thighs with every pendulum swing of my step. How he tracked the movement from his prone position, pray and predator at once.

How I climbed on the bed, straddling his knees, pinning him in place. Cardan had propped himself up on his elbows and muted the call. 

What are you doing? 

His voice was dark and quiet as night and his boss still whinged on in the background about something or another. Neither of us were paying much mind. 

My lips spread into a smile I hoped was as feral as it felt. 

You can tell me to stop. 

I kept my voice low, tracing the outline of his cock, still half-hard in his jeans, with one fingertip. 

If you want.

His jaw worked for a moment. Of course he wanted. Just not to stop.

“Cardan?” The voice on the other end of the line said.

Cardan fumbled for his phone, unmuted it. “Yeah. I’m here. Sorry.”

I bit my lip to keep from laughing.

Not a sound, he mouthed at me. Which I took as confirmation enough. 

I kept my eyes fixed on his the whole time. If there was even a flit of doubt across his face, I would’ve packed it in for the night. But his gaze remained glazed and heated, glowering. As if to say, You make me this way. You make me want this.

I hate him and I want him. We are equals in this.

I popped the button at his waistband, tugging at the zipper. Cardan put the call on speaker and reclined back into the pillows.

It carried on like that for a while. Me with my hand around him, stroking his length to full mast. His eyes glaring, hands gripping my bare knees out of hatred and something to hold onto.

His boss’s voice droning into the room like a hoarde of cicadas. 

And eventually, me with my mouth around Cardan’s cock, sucking the tip, flicking it with my tongue, taking him deep enough that glorious tears sprung to my eyes.

I remember relishing the twitch his hips gave, like a spark from flame. Licking the sinful beat of that vein on the underside of him, balls to tip. The memory of that filthy thing he’d done to me on the kitchen counter crackling in the air between us. Working up my own desire as if I hadn’t already come enough.

Cardan’s hands threading through my hair, tugging, sending a riot of shivers I could all but quell the quake of. How he’d tried to disguise his soft grunts into words of assent. “Uh-huh.” “Mm-Mhmm.” “Yes—right.”

Then, I did something even more wicked.

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