19. VANYA: A BIG STEP

“Rosebud?”
My hand shot up to wipe the tears from my cheeks. “Go away,” I croaked.
His sigh filled the bathroom.
I squeezed my eyes closed and turned my head away when he crouched next to the tub.
Devrim’s fingertips brushed down my spine to the small of my back and then up again.
“Do you need anything?” he asked.
I shook my head. What I needed he couldn’t give me. For a moment his movement paused but it continued a few seconds later. Up and down until he suddenly pulled away.
From the corner of my eyes, I watched as he got up and walked away. I hugged my knees tighter and bit my lip as more tears filled my eyes. He would’ve stayed if I asked him too, but I didn’t feel like talking.
My eyes snapped open again when I felt the ripples in the water. Turning my head, I blinked up at Obsidian as he climbed into the bathtub. He took a seat in front of me with his legs on either side of my hips. Gently gripping my calves, he pulled me closer to him.
Obsidian pressed his cheek to mine. “I’m trying, sweets,” he whispered.
His fingers wrapped around my wrist and tugged my arms away from my legs. He paused before he pulled my hands closer to his chest. His breathing sped up the closer my hands got to his skin until it sounded like he was about to have a panic attack.
“Don’t hurt me, Vanya,” Obsidian croaked.
The vulnerability in his voice tore at my heart. It was already evident that he had suffered a lot because of his scars but it was clear to me now that his pain went much deeper.
I couldn’t help but wonder if my touch had always caused him so much panic.
My palms touched skin that was covered in goosebumps.
His hands covered mine for a few more seconds before they dropped away to grip my calves again.
Licking my lips, I spread my fingers apart.
This was a big step for him. I knew that he was only doing this because it was something I had asked him to do and that this was his way of showing me that he cared, so the least I could do was to make it as easy for him as I could by distracting him from his dark thoughts.
“I like your tattoos,” I told him. “I’ve spent months imagining myself tracing every single one of them with my tongue.”
He shivered. “Before we became us?”
“Yes.” My eyes lowered to my right hand on his chest as I moved it. “I caught you watching me a few times but you never approached me like I wanted you to.”
“I feared that you would run if you saw me approaching.”
“You are scary,” I admitted, “but you’re also extremely sexy. Do you want to know something else? I’ve dreamt about you.”
Obsidian swallowed loudly. “Tell me.”
My hands slide over his collarbones to his neck but when he tensed, I changed direction and moved them lower.
“They were just silly dreams at first. After I had sex for the first time, things changed.” I pressed my palms to his nipples. “I wish that you were my first instead.”
“I wanted to kill him for touching you,” Obsidian growled, “but Devrim said that you needed to experience normal human shit.”
“Normal human shit?” I questioned.
“Sex without being knotted,” he explained.
Turning my head, I looked at him. Obsidian’s eyes snapped to mine. All the time I had been touching him, he had been staring at something behind me. His eyes darted over my face.
“I’m going to kiss you,” I told him.
He blinked at me but remained silent. Taking it as a good sign, I closed the space between us and pressed my lips to his jaw where I let them linger for ten seconds before I moved.
Obsidian’s hold on my legs tightened.
My lips slid along his jaw and then down to the side of his neck. I nipped and sucked at his skin in the same way I had done to Devrim’s in the car.
He surprised me when he suddenly pulled me closer and shifted my legs over his.
I paused, momentarily forgetting what I had been about to do.
“What are you going to do next, sweets?” he questioned.
“I’m still going to kiss you.” I pressed a kiss to his shoulder.
“Where?”
Instead of answering, I showed him instead. I wrapped my lips around his nipple and sucked on it.
“Fuck.” Obsidian’s hand shot up to the back of my head. “Shit. Vanya.”
Easing my mouth around the tight bud, I swirled my tongue around it a few times and then used my teeth to nip the tip.
His chest vibrated against my lips as he growled again.
Kissing my way across to the other nipple, I paid it the same attention as I slid my hands down his stomach. My fingertips traced some of the scars and dipped into the muscles until I reached the deep V that led down to his impressive cock.
Obsidian moved his hand at the back of my head. He slipped his fingers into the strands of my hair and jerked my head back. Pain flashed through my scalp but it was forgotten when his lips smashed down on mine. His tongue slipped past my lips and rubbed against mine.
Moaning, I wrapped my hands around his cock and stroked it.
He groaned and broke the kiss to press open-mouthed kisses down my neck to my shoulder that were free of scars.
Dropping my face to his shoulder, I brushed my lips along his skin again. With one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, I moved my other hand up to the tip where I used my thumb to spread the pre-cum around the rim of his cock.
Pulling back, I locked eyes with him as I raised my hand to my lips and licked his pre-cum from my thumb.
His eyes narrowed.
“Lean back,” I ordered softly.
My eyes dropped to his throat when he swallowed. He had gone pale, I realized as I looked up at him again.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” I promised.
His eyes darted over my face and then over my shoulder. I followed his gaze to Devrim who was leaning in the doorway, staring back at Obsidian.
So that was why he had been staring behind me. . .
Devrim made him feel safer when I’m touching him. Maybe it was because they were the same or because they had known each other for much longer than they had known me.
“Dev?” His eyes snapped over to me. “Will you get in with us?”
He hesitated.
“Please?”
Eyes darting between Obsidian and me, he kicked off his shoes and moved closer to the bathtub as he undressed. I turned my attention back to Obsidian. Pressing my palm to his cheek, I gently turned his face towards me and moving slowly to give him enough time to pull away, I leaned forward.
Obsidian’s eyes fluttered closed and his lips parted as he blew out a breath. I closed my eyes a second before my lips touched his. Instead of taking over, he allowed me to keep control.
I could feel the tension draining from his body the moment Devrim climbed into the tub behind me.
Devrim slipped his legs on either side of me, over Obsidian’s like mine, and moved closer until his front was pressed to my back.
I swiped the tip of my tongue across his bottom lips but pulled away when his lips parted. Leaning to the side, I looked at Devrim over my shoulder. No words were needed between us. He pressed a kiss to the corner of my lips before he leaned forward to kiss Obsidian.
As Devrim continued to kiss him, I leaned forward and attached my lips to Obsidian’s neck again. His fingers massaged my scalp as my lips moved lower.
From the corner of my eyes, I watched as Devrim’s lips followed the same path as mine.
Obsidian cried out the moment our lips wrapped around his nipples. His purr filled the bathroom and a few seconds later, Devrim’s followed.
I could feel the movement against the small of my back and I could only imagine what was happening.
The heat of their bodies seeped into mine, making a thin layer of sweat break out over my skin and the pulsing in my pussy intensify. As I continued to suck on his nipple and stroke his cock, I slipped my free hand between my legs and started rubbing my clit.
I moaned when a hand joined mine and a second later, a thick finger entered my pussy.
My head dropped back against Devrim’s shoulder as I fought the urge to move my hips. I rubbed my clit faster but just as I was about to crash over the edge, the finger pulled out and my hand was pushed aside.
Opening my eyes, I stared at Obsidian’s face before I followed his eyes down between our bodies.
Devrim pulled my hand away from Obsidian’s cock and wrapped his fingers around him instead. He moved his other hand under my ass and tilted my hips up.
It was the hottest fucking thing I had ever seen.
Devrim was rubbing the head of Obsidian’s cock along my pussy lips. He did it a few times before he guided his cock down to my entrance.
“This is Vanya,” Devrim growled. “It’s our mate that’s touching you. It’s our mate that’s going to fuck you now.”