Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 144277 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 721(@200wpm)___ 577(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144277 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 721(@200wpm)___ 577(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
“Hurt?” I shake my head. “No. Nothing hurt.” And then, a memory. “I got a shot. That’s pretty much it. I mean, they did tests, too. But those came back…” Another memory. “Well… they came back perfect. Xi showed me—explained all the results. And he said he’s never seen a more suitable candidate for augmentation.”
Jasina sits up a little. “That’s great. How do you feel?”
My jitters fade with the return of the memories. And I’m about to shrug and say, nothing’s different. But this is when I realize, everything feels different.
“Finn?”
“Yeah, sorry. It’s just…” I look down at her, taking in all her beauty. God, she’s pretty. “It’s just… I dunno. I’m just starting to feel it right now. I was too exhausted to notice anything yesterday, but now…”
She sits up a little more. Brows crinkled. “Now what? You’re starting to worry me.”
“Oh, it’s nothing bad. Nothing to worry about. It’s just…” I flex my biceps, looking down at the muscle.
“Ummm…” Jasina says. “Are your arms supposed to be that big?”
I laugh. “Well, they weren’t this big yesterday.”
Even though she was already pressed up against me, she scoots even closer. Her hand pressing flat on my chest.
I look down.
My new, very chiseled, much more developed, chest. Again, I laugh.
“A shot, you say?” Jasina chuckles. “Get up, Finn. Stand up.”
“What?”
“I wanna look at you!” She’s on her knees now, pushing on me to get out of bed.
I’m naked, but I’ve never been shy—and anyway, it’s Jasina. So I swing my legs out and notice the corded muscles on my thighs and calves.
When I stand up, there’s another body part that got an upgrade.
“Finn, your dick is huge!”
I laugh—almost blushing like a fucking girl—then catch myself. “Well, it was never small.”
“No,” she admits. “But this is…” she looks up at me. “Slightly concerning.”
I shake my head. “Don’t say it.”
She gets out of bed, reaching for me. Her long, slender fingers, slipping around my waist as she presses her body into mine. “Don’t say what?”
I roll my eyes, but she’s tracing a fingernail down the front of my chest. Then she presses her hand into my lower abdomen and slides her palm around my shaft, giving it a little squeeze.
“Don’t ask,” she starts, practically cooing at me, “if it’s gonna fit?”
Which just makes me laugh out loud. “Yeah. That.”
“Well, it’s a valid question.”
This is when I catch on that she wants me to fuck her with this new, improved dick of mine.
And I have to say, I’m quite turned on about the whole thing. Because suddenly, it hits me. Like I was on a timer. Something cooking that is now done.
I am power.
Yesterday, I felt fit.
But today, I feel solid.
Without hesitation, I reach down, grab Jasina by the waist, and throw her over my shoulder. She feels like… nothing. Lighter than a feather.
But that’s not true. She’s the same weight, it’s not her who’s changed. It’s me. I’m just so much stronger now, she might as well be air.
She squeals with delight as I carry her into the shower and set her down. This is when I notice her outfit. She’s wearing a very sexy, light-green chemise that only hints at covering her body. It’s so sheer, I can see every bit of her wide, round breasts. They’re firm, pressing up against the see-through silk top. Which is so short, you can’t even call it a top. The fabric ends at the tip of her nipples where golden tassels bounce with even the slightest movement.
The panties are just as tiny. Leaving nothing to the imagination.
“What the hell are you wearing?”
She wiggles, making the tassels jump. “Do you like it?” Then she laughs, because it’s a rhetorical question. “They’ve got the best shops here, Finn.”
I’m nodding as I reach over and turn the shower on. “I fuckin’ love it. I never want you to take it off.” And then I grab her hand and lead her under the water. Watching with a hunger I’ve felt before, as it saturates the silk and sticks to her body.
Then, again, with no effort at all, I reach down and slip my hand under her ass, lifting her up as I push her back against the tiled wall. She wraps her legs around me, ready for whatever comes next.
I love this about Jasina Bell. She likes to be fucked.
And when I push myself inside her, I burn the look of pleasure on her face into my memory. Thrusting in to her, making her squeal, and moan, and bite me, right on the shoulder, as she comes.
I let go as well, gritting my teeth, closing my eyes, spilling everything inside her.
Then I’m grabbing her head, kissing her, whispering promises.
“You will never be alone again. You will never be afraid again. You will never be sacrificed.”
After the fucking and showering is over, I dry Jasina off with a soft towel and put her back in bed—naked—and kiss her on the cheek. “Have fun exploring today. I’ll see you tonight. If you really want to make my day, let me find you like this when I get home.”