Sacred Flame: His Enemy, His Mate (BL)-Chapter 72: Impatient

Kain Locke

"Just... Do it." I gritted out the words, my chest heaving up and down as I breathed. I wasn’t sure exactly what was going on, but I didn’t want it to stop, I didn’t want him to stop touching me, I wanted to be relieved from this edge he left me hanging.

And I guess he seemed to noticed that as he pushed his finger in just a little, when I said a little, I meant the tip, then just as quickly as it went in, it came out again, then he leaned down and kissed my neck, whispering against my skin, "Tell me how much you want to come."

"I need to come."

"Beg me."

"Please, Kael." I begged finally, too far gone to care about how needy and desperate I sounded. All I could think about was how much I needed to come, to finally crest and hit that peak that was just out of reach.

"Do you know how good you sound when you begged like that? Do you want to know what I want to do to you right now mm?" He asked, leaning his head to bite my nipples though the fabric of my shirt and I hissed out of both pain and the jolt of electricity that ran through my body afterwards.

"Do you?" He repeated, catching it between his teeth again and teasingly worked his tongue from inside his mouth to roll over the tip.

I nodded desperately, "Fu...ck yeah... "

He let go of my nipples and forced my head in place so I could fixedly look at him, then he press the finger on my opening again, but he wasn’t going in, "I want to put this finger deep into you and get you all nice and wet, then fuck you slowly with it until you’ll be able to accommodate two fingers in you, then I’d add the third one. I’m not a small guy as you’ve seen, so I want to make sure you’re nice and ready for me."

"Fuck, I can’t."

"You can." he said, staring at me with those feverishly piercing eyes that seemed to bore into my very soul.

"I’m... I need to come."

"You will." he paused for a while before his hand clasped around my dick again, this time he was moving it up and down but torturously slow before stopping, "But first I need to get my dick in you like this." he continued pressing in his finger again, but removed it the following seconds.

I pant out as my insides clenched, my lower body boring down against the finger that still very much stayed where it was, pressing against my opening without going in.

"Please..." I cried, desperately reaching out to stroke my member myself since he wouldn’t do anything but he caught my wrist and pinned it above my head.

"Impatient much." He slurred and lowered his head to lick the tip of my ear, "Now listen." He whispered before continuing, "After you’re fully ready to take my cock so beautifully, Fun. I will slide right into you, and you’ll moan for me. Begging me for more. You know what I do next?"

"What?" I asked quickly, my voice a little clearer this time, I was actually curious for what he was going to say.

"I’d give it to you. I’d fuck you so hard, making sure to nail your sweet spot. I’d jack you off as you took everything I gave you. Would you like that? You want me to fuck your ass as I get you off?"

"Fuck... yes..."

"You going to come for me?" He sank his teeth into my shoulder and I cried out, but it got caught somewhere in my throat when he finally started to move his hand.

"Yes!" I cried, shutting my eyes tight as I moved in rhyme with his hand, my waist lifting off the bed and fucking his hand.

"I never knew you’re such a cockslut." I heard him say, with a bunch of dirty stuff along the line but I was just too caught up to listen to what he was saying because he increased his pace, moving his hand even faster that I found myself getting closer and closer to the edge.

He suddenly leaned down and bit the crook of my neck again,

The flare of pain mixed with everything else, and I came hard, shuddering against him as my eyes rolled into my skull, my mind going blank at that moment and the world melted away in a haze of bliss.

"You’re such an asshole!" I said breathlessly, my face flushing red with embarrassment.

"Yes I am." he admitted with a smirk as he stood up and I rolled on my side, grabbing my boxers from where he tossed it to and wiped myself with it before getting off the bed.

He walked towards his wardrobe, he opened it and rummaged through some bunch of stuffs,

He removed his trousers and shoved them in his laundry, wrapped the towel around his waist before returning to the bed and threw the second towel at me. He took the one and made for the bathroom before I could warn him about his injuries.

It wouldn’t be a good idea to wet it right now.

Anyway, he isn’t a kid to wet his bandaged back.

I sighed and sank back into the bed, staring at the ceiling. My body was still tingling, my breaths uneven as I tried to pull myself together.

Kael disappeared into the bathroom, and I could hear the sound of him moving around, but there was no running water. He wasn’t showering, probably avoiding getting his wounds wet. That was smart, at least.

I turned onto my side, rubbing my face.

What the hell just happened?

I didn’t even want to think about it.

A few minutes later, Kael came back, looking the same as before, just a little more refreshed.

"You can use the bathroom now."

I hesitated for a second before sitting up and taking the towel he gave to me earlier, "Yeah... okay."

Grabbing my trousers from the floor, I walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind me and opened the shower as soon as I stripped.

The warm water helped clear my head, but only a little. I leaned against the tiled wall, letting the steam surround me as I replayed what had just happened.

I should feel worse about it.

I should feel something.

But all I felt was... calmer. Lighter, even.

A knocking sound made me turn off the shower quickly. "Who is it?"

"Just me," Kael said. His voice was normal, like nothing had happened at all.

I cracked the door open slightly, and he handed me a pair of pajamas.

I blinked at them. "I was just going to wear my own clothes."

"Wear these instead," he said, then walked away before I could argue.

I stared at the pajamas for a second before sighing. Fine. "Thanks."

Once I finished, I stepped out, running a towel through my damp hair. The room was now noticeably cleaner. The bed had fresh sheets, and everything was tidied up.

And Kael was sitting on the bed, scrolling through his communicator, but he looked up as soon as he noticed me.

"You look better now," he said, setting the device down.

There was a weird silence between us. Not uncomfortable, but... something.

"Come here," he said, patting the space beside him.

I hesitated for just a second before sitting down next to him.

It didn’t feel awkward. Not really.

Just different.

And for some reason, I didn’t mind that at all.

We were quiet for a moment, before Kain asked, "What about the chip I gave you?"

I blinked, caught off guard by the question.

The chip?

Oh. Right.

I remembered it immediately,the small, crystal-like chip he had pressed into my hand before we were taken by the chopper back in Irene village. I hadn’t thought about it in a while, and honestly, I had completely forgotten about it until now.

I scratched the back of my head, feeling a little guilty. "Uh... it should be in my trouser pocket."

Kael didn’t say anything, just looked at me with that unreadable expression of his.

"I’ll go get it," I said, standing up quickly,

But before I could move, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down.

"No need, it’s no use anymore." he said, his voice calm but firm. Then he stood up, walked over to the small laundry pile near the corner, and picked up the trousers he had just put there.

I watched as he reached into the pocket and pulled out the chip.

The exact same one he had given me.

"Because it’s right here," he said simply, holding it up between his fingers.

My mouth hung open.

What?

That wasn’t supposed to be there. It should have been in my room, in the trousers I was wearing that day.

So how the hell did it end up with him?

Kael didn’t explain. He just tossed the chip back onto the bedside table and walked over to me again. Without warning, he sat down and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me against his chest.

"I told you to keep it safe," he murmured, leaning his head down, his breath warm against my hair. "Why didn’t you?"

"I did," I muttered, fighting the tingling sensation running to my toes. "It was in my trousers... so it should be in my room—"

"In your room?" He looked skeptical for a moment before he asked again, "Was anyone in your room?" he asked,

I frowned, thinking no one had been in my room except Sam right? But he had only come after Kael returned so it couldn’t have been him.

Or who else was in my room? I struggled to remember.