Chapter 1:74 Brave, Xoxo Nyx
Chapter 1:74 Brave, Xoxo Nyx
“I’ve got no shortage of weirdness, either.” The genie chuckles, and as messed up as it is, I’m going to take a page out of Dracula’s book. I’m going to be brave. Put it all out there, for real with him. Even if it turns bad, or he doesn’t accept it, I just.......
“I’m engaged to Dracula or might be or.... He says he wants to marry me and for me to have a mister, like a mistress, but guy or girl or…..” I lick my lips, stopping the rant before it gets too out of control. “So whatever does or doesn’t happen, he kind of has to be included, and.... I’m not.. I’m not...” I try, but just can’t explain it.
Since he’s not saying anything so far, like ewe or no or weird, I set my feet on the floor and turn around to unzip my dress. Jinn helps pulling my hair over my shoulder, and even with the mirrors giving me full view, I can’t bring myself to look at his expression. Just squeeze my eyes shut, when his fingers part the lined black fabric.
Waiting for a curse, a thousand questions, and the instant rejection.
Instead, I feel those hands.
His large warm fingertips paving the way for his soft lips. When the dip of his height to mine is too much, he lifts me up on the counter to stand on my knees while the magic genie slowly undresses me.
I can’t let the front fall. Not yet. Even though his tender touch is unraveling me at the seams. The gentle nudge has me turning, in the unforgiving pastel white lights.
I can’t distinguish the emotion in his eyes as they look up at me. One of his large palms covering both of mine, holding up the front of my dress.
“It gets... worse.” I gulp the breath. He leans to kiss me, those honey pot eyes of his swimming with anything but disgust or pity.
He’s taking it all in, with attention and reverence I can’t begin to explain or process. When I finally let go, the fabric settles on my hips. Damage, experiments, and there the first and deepest wounds.
Three gnarled white dots around my left breast, and more he can’t see in my low abdomen. I don’t even realize my eyes are closed, and I’m crying until his thumb strokes my cheek.
The chill of the drying wetness as much evidence as the rest. “You. Are. Beautiful.” Just like my back, he traces those awful half memories with his lips, his fingertips, and his passion, until every inch of my skin is soaked in his affection, and his tongue licks up my thighs.
“I...” I pull up from my back when I realize he’s not stopping. Brian never wanted to do that because it tasted bad, and he’s been so sweet, I don’t want to push it. “It’s okay I’m..”
“Delicious,” he moans, eyes on fire, licking me slit to clit. His features are more sharp and angled from the side while he moans like he’s having the best meal of his life, kneeling between my legs while I sit on the double vanity.
“I just can’t... I mean, I’ve never.. um... gotten off from that, and I don’t want you to...” His eyes are peering up at me in the most oddly intimate way. I feel him grin before closing his eyes and diving his tongue fully in.
My whole body arcs and opens, and I have no idea what the hell he’s doing, but magic hands doesn’t cover this. I feel his teeth and tongue and fingers while he devours my core like a ravenous demon, that isn’t going to stop until he gets the cream filling.
All I can do is hold onto his thick hair for dear life when my knees drop, and he rocks my hips against him.
I whimper out the name I’ve dubbed him with, riding his face, so close to that edge. “Jinn....” His growl sets the vibration, the pressure, and the pump of his finger to break me then and there.
I see stars again when he lets me ride it out, standing with a heart stopping grin. His turn to be cocky about the head skills, and I giggle a bit, wrapping my legs around him. I openly, passionately, completely kiss him with all the things that are too big to say.
I love his groans, he doesn’t hold back how much I affect him, and it’s as magical as the rest of the Jinn. The gold toned being that is granting every secret wish, I’ve been too afraid to admit.
“Okay, baby, this time I mean it,” he says seriously, something new in his voice between my sucks and nips. “If I don’t walk out of here, slow and easy are off the table. Let me do this right, yeah?”
“What’s that?” I tilt my head, running my fingers through his hair.
“Dating, low and slow romance, with a real chance at a relationship at the end of it. Rather than me just fucking your brains out, ruining you for any other man before tossing you over my shoulder and taking you back to my lair. I want it honest. I want it to last....” His brows draw and I see how intent he is.“With my luck it’s better if I lock you in now,” I laugh, kissing him again.
“Same,” He grumbles on my lips again. “But you’ve been brave enough for one night, Angel.” Touching his forehead to mine, I see worry pull his smooth features and naturally tanned skin. “In case it all goes to shit, I just want one night that’s perfect. One night like this.”
“Okay,” It’s as easy as breathing because tonight is perfect. “Then tuck me into that ridiculously expensive bed over there, and I’ll promise to leave it just like this, but if you get any funny ideas on seeing me again, I won’t let you go so easy, Jinn.” I’m still all but naked and the most comfortable and happiest I’ve been since I can remember.