Chapter 13

“Let yourself go, cub. Come, Asher.” Trey used his thumb to push on my taint.

I screamed as I orgasmed, snot and tears running down my face, and blacked out. 5

“Come on. Let me see those pretty brown eyes.” Trey’s soft voice washed over me and brought me back from…wherever the hell I’d been. I cracked my lids apart. It took me a second or two to focus, and there was Trey’s smiling face. “There you are.”

“Hi,” I rasped. My throat felt shredded. I knew I’d screamed, and that probably hadn’t done my throat any favors. Especially not after having Trey’s big cock down it.

Trey’s smile widened, but I was struck by the affection in his gaze. He lifted a warm, wet cloth to my face and spent several minutes cleaning my beard. Then he gave a small chuckle.

“That’s the best I can do for now. When you’re up to it, we’ll get in the shower and clean up properly.” He tossed the cloth toward the corner of the room, then sat on the edge of he bed. His hip touched mine, and I shuddered at the contact. Then he braced his arm on the other side of me and leaned closer. “How are you feeling?”

I took stock. I was sore, especially in my jaw, fingers, and shoulders. But otherwise, I felt, “Good.”

“Just good?”

“Uh. Fantastic?”

Trey laughed. “Well, I’m glad. But that’s not what I meant.”

Oh. My brain was operating at a slower than normal rate, so it took me a moment to catch on. “Um. Yeah. Good. A little weird? Not the right word but…” I trailed off because my throat hurt.

Trey seemed to know why I’d stopped, because he handed me a bottle of water. My arms shook when I tried to push myself up, and Trey helped me into a sitting position. I drank a few sips, and the water felt so good and refreshing, I downed half the bottle.

“Easy there.” Trey laid a hand over mine, and I slowed down. After a few seconds, I lowered the bottle. “Better?”

I nodded.

“Good.” Trey brushed a lock of hair off my forehead. I couldn’t stop staring at him and the softness in his eyes. “Now, weird how?”

Did he really have to push it? I almost refused to answer, mostly because I wasn’t sure what I should say. But even as the thought swirled in my brain, Trey lifted a brow. And I knew that yes, he was going to push and yes, I would have to answer.

“Like, I don’t know.” My voice was barely above a whisper. “There’s still a part of me that says I shouldn’t have done that. That I was weak for giving in.”

“You know that’s bullshit, right? I told you, it takes a strong person to admit what he needs. An even stronger person to hand the reins over to someone else.” Trey’s voice stayed soft and calm, but there was an edge of steel underneath that did not invite argument. And truthfully, I didn’t want to argue.

“Yes, sir.”

Trey grinned, and it was a little bit wicked. “I’ve never seen a sub, especially a new sub, fall into subspace that fast. You’ve been needing for a long time, haven’t you, cub?”

I really loved him calling me that, and I didn’t know why. I wasn’t going to think too much on it. If I did, my stupid brain would start pointing out all the reasons I shouldn’t. So I just nodded and dropped my gaze. Trey wasn’t having any of that, though. He grabbed my chin and made me look at him.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of. But we’ll work on that.” His grip changed, no longer forcing me, and he slid his fingers along my cheek, petting as he went. Then he wrapped his hand around the back of my neck. “I’d like you to consider staying here for a while. I know we haven’t talked about it yet, but this, tonight—” He blew out a breath. “You need this. I need to give it to you. And I think together we can find something good.”

I eyed him warily. When I showed up here, I hadn’t had a plan. I just knew I needed somewhere to be, and Trey had been all I could think about. I never expected to be taken in, and I certainly didn’t expect this. Even though, deep down, it was exactly what I wanted. But despite all that, I was still wary. I opened my mouth. Closed it again. I didn’t know what to say.

“Think about it, all right? You have shelter here even if you and I don’t continue this. I promise you that. But think about it, Asher. Think about what you need and want.”

Did he realize what he was offering me? More importantly, did he realize who he was offering it to? Before I could say anything, Trey leaned forward and kissed my forehead.