been nice to me before when I was leaving for the village and then the next time he was a jerk again. His mood swings were insufferable and I wasn’t going to play into one of the nice ones in hopes that there wouldn’t be another mean one. Because there would be.
Boris moved so he was surrounding me, one knee by my ass and the other between my legs. Then he pushed my leg up even farther, holding it there as his other hand moved along my back.
“I can be better. You just have to give me time.”
“As you wish,” I said again, acknowledging what he was saying. I didn’t believe it for a second though. Either Boone had kicked his ass, he felt bad about accusing me of being a thief, or he simply had a clear moment without any anger.
It wouldn’t last.
“Are you going to say anything else?” he asked, annoyance in his tone as he slowly pushed more of his cock inside of me.
“Thank you for making sure I was stretched and using extra oil.” Yeah, it was lame but it was the best I had right then! Did he want me to lie and tell him I believed him? Then again, I guess he hoped I wouldn’t have to lie.
“Do you just try and upset me?”
I gasped when he slammed the rest of the way into me. I turned my head enough to look at his chest, not able to meet his gaze. “Either deal with my truthful answers or I will start having to lie to you which I don’t want to do. Your choice.” He lifted my chin so I had to look at him. “Believe me, the last thing I want is your anger, okay? I’m doing what you want and being complacent but don’t ask me to just tell you what you want to hear.”
He nodded as he leaned closer to me. My eyes went wide and I started squirming.
“What are you doing?” I asked as I pulled my chin from his hand.
“Kissing you,” he growled.“Boone said I should be nicer, gentle with you and that you like to be kissed.”
“He also asked me.” I wanted to smack myself for blurting that out. It would only set Boris off. So I did the only thing I could think of. I quickly lifted my head and gave him the world’s fastest kiss.
Boris’s eyes filled with heat as he stared at my lips, licking his own. “May I have a proper kiss now?”
“Watch your teeth please.” His upper lip curled up and I sighed. “You like to be vigorous and powerful. It stands to reason that you would kiss like that and I like my tongue where it is. You know I don’t think you hideous or a monster, I get hard when you touch me. I’m just reminding you to be careful if you ever want another kiss.”
“That’s fair and logical,” he conceded with a nod. I wanted to pump my fist in the air at the small victory. Maybe I could have a real conversation with Boris after all. I moaned as he licked my lips, opening for him as he started thrusting.
Hell must have frozen over because he wasn’t pounding into me and I didn’t even slide up the bed. Granted he was still strong and huge so it wasn’t like he was treating me like glass… But he was acting as if I could be hurt and cared that I wasn’t.
“What else do you like?” he asked me and I had to keep from swallowing my tongue to keep the shock at bay.
“Touch me,” I purred as I moved his hand to my cock. He rubbed the heel of his hand against me and the friction was glorious while his soft fur was a maddening contrast I loved. “Boris, oh heavens that’s good, yeah, like that.”
“You are so breathtaking,” he cooed in my ear as he moved his hips faster. “I want more than a slave, Golden, but if the choice is you leaving or keeping you as one I will choose to keep you as a slave.”
And just like that I didn’t want him touching me. I went limp and felt my erection leave as tears filled my eyes. “Get off me.”
“No,” he snarled as he kept stroking me. “This was working. You wanted me, dammit! Get hard again.”
“Just fuck me then and go away,” I cried, covering my face as the tears came back.
“I don’t understand.” He shook me in frustration.
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