20. Akira

River can't keep his hands off of me. I don't think he realizes how much he loves the rush. Every time he spins on the wheel, every time I throw my daggers at him, and now this. Gods, my little human is sexy.

Were we really going to do something here where we could get caught? I glance around at this little hidden nook River found. It's private enough, but I know my little fox. He wouldn't want anyone to actually catch us. After another passionate kiss, I tug him, and he follows easily.

That familiar magical song starts to play as we walk. River cocks his head and pauses. "Is that the shell again? Did you bring it with you?"

"The shell? What are you talking about, Riv?" His smile is infectious, and I love the way his green eyes sparkle.

"I can't believe I forgot to ask you about it. The shell you placed on my dresser the other day. It looks like an oyster shell, but a little more colorful on the outside. It's the magical item that keeps humming and singing."

I blink at him. "River, I don't have any idea what shell you're talking about."

River tilts his head again as we listen to the magical notes in the air. Then River is groping at me again, or at least that's what I thought until he pulls a pretty iridescent shell from my pants pocket.

"This!" He cheers with triumph, before handing it to me.

I hold it out on my palm for both of us to look at.

River gasps. "It's even more vibrant than before. See the way the shell shimmers, and all of this teal and coral coloring. It was muted. Some of the cracks are gone too. It's almost as if it's healing."

"I've never seen this shell before."

As I hold it, I can feel its power. Hear its song clearly. Warmth radiates from it and my kitsune can tell it doesn't mean us any harm.

"I've been thinking about it," River says. "It always sings when we are together. Maybe this shell is trying to set us up. Maybe it wants us to be together. Let me try something."

River leans forward and kisses me again. As he nibbles on my lips, the shell grows warmer in my hand. River pulls away and eyes the shell. Sure enough, it shimmers even more.

"Oh my god, what if this little guy is just horny? Maybe he wants us to get it on!"

I burst into laughter. Pocketing the shell, I tell River we'll show it to Seven tomorrow.

We kiss and giggle all the way back to our trailer. I have to stop River from dropping to his knees several times. Stars, when have I ever had fun while having sex? I've been with many people during my life, but all of them have been quick ways to get off and relieve stress. With River it's different. He's different.

With River, I want to take my time. I want to worship his body and please him until he's so sated that he would never even look at another person, because in all reality I can't see anyone but him.

As soon as I lock the trailer door behind us, he hops on me, clinging to my front, while he wraps his legs around my waist and I cup his ass. River gets such a kick out of me carrying him. Something about me being so much shorter than him, yet so powerful, gets him giddy.

Hoisting him further up onto my body, he laughs. We continue kissing and smiling against each other's lips. Then, as soon as I make it to the bed, I toss him on it.

Do I ever use my paranormal strength just to make him hard?

Guilty.

River tugs at his shirt, and I yank his pants off—another secret move that turns him on. Once he's in nothing but his briefs, my animalistic side rears its head. My need to get possessive and claim him is at the forefront of my mind.

"Tell me again, has any other male touched you here?" I growl. I already know the answer, and River knows it, but it calms my kitsune to hear it.

He shakes his head. "Just you." The other day, River mentioned he was coming to terms with his sexuality, and thinks that he might be bi. I still don't understand the need to label himself and who he finds attractive, but he told me it was a human thing. When I realized that meant he was or could be attracted to other men, my kitsune might have gotten a little jealous. Thankfully, River loves my kitsune's possessive side.

This time my growl starts lower in my chest, rumbling through my throat. "I need to claim what's mine. Taste what's mine."

River nods eagerly. "Yes. Yours." He clutches the sheets with his fists balled up.

"I got you a surprise, little fox," I say as strip down to nothing but my black jeans. I walk over to his dresser and open the top drawer to pull out a silk scarf. Stalking forward, I climb over River until I'm straddling him. Then I let all nine of my tails out, the magic accommodating for my pants.

River leans up on his elbows and presses a kiss to my lips. He strokes one of the tails, and his touch causes me to shudder. No one has ever touched me like this—no one but him.

"Do you like it?" I hold up the silk scarf.

River sucks in a deep breath when I begin wrapping it around his head, covering his eyes. "Yes," he pants.

"My little fox loves sensory play?" I smirk. "Well then, let's remove one of your senses by blindfolding you."

I peel off his briefs, kissing and licking a path down his body as I go.

For the next fifteen minutes, I edge River over and over again, bringing him to the brink of orgasm, before stopping and starting all over again. He's a writhing, begging mess, and he's stunning.

"Please," he moans.

I straddle him again, and grind against his cock, letting the material of my pants rub against his dick.

"Yes," he hisses.

Continuing to give him the friction he craves, I use my soft tails to caress all over his body. The contrast of feather-light touches and the rough friction of my pants on his hard cock almost make him come.

River groans with frustration when I pull off of him again. "Fuck, Akira, you're going to kill me."

I chuckle and climb off his body so I can tug my pants off. I toss them behind me and look at River as if he's a feast ready for the taking. Damn. He's writhing and thrusting his long cock in the air. The sight will fuel my dirty dreams for the rest of my life.

Walking over to the right side of his bed, I use my supernatural stealth to ensure he doesn't hear me. Since he's still blindfolded and panting heavily, he doesn't know where my next touch will be. "Tell me you love it when I ride you," I whisper in his ear before blowing air on his neck.

He moans so loud, I'm thankful we didn't park next to anyone else's trailer.

"I do." He nods eagerly.

"Tell me you love it when I"m in control. When I edge you and tease you."

"So much. So hot."

"You want more, little fox, don"t you?"

"Please, love. Please." His hands grip the sheets tighter.

A liquid-hot shiver slides down my back. I fucking adore the way he calls me love. "Tell me what you want," I whisper into his ear.

To my surprise, his face blushes a deep red before he turns his head away.

"Oh no, sweet fox. Don"t hide from me now. Not when you beg so prettily." For a long moment, he keeps his head turned away from me. I kiss his neck and pull the blindfold off. His stunning green eyes are large and doe-like as they focus on me as I climb back on top of his body.

My kitsune tails continue lightly caressing and playing with his body.

Just when I think he isn"t going to tell me, he whispers. "A little pain."

My movements halt, but I swear my dick throbs even harder. Did he just—

"Never mind. Forget I said anything."

His hands loosen around the sheets before he grabs my waist, as if to move me off of him.

Oh, hell no."Did I say you can move?"

His freezes, eyes widening. His Adam's apple bobs as he swallows hard.

"Hands on the headboard," I command. "Grasp the railing and don"t let go until I say."

His cock bobs, and he swallows again. River is beautiful like this. So submissive under my touch. So trusting.

I remember what he said about the rush of pain. He doesn't like it when things break the skin. He just likes a little edge of pain to make him feel alive. An idea forms. A filthy, tempting idea that I"ve always wanted to try with another kitsune. Reading my thoughts, I feel my kitsune"s excitement race through me.

"If you don"t like what I do, tell me to stop."

"What are you—" his words are cut off with a sharp inhale of breath when he sees my hand.

I hold it up for him to see my magic shooting blue sparks between my fingers.

Looking for a spot that will hurt the least, I try a soft spark against his arm.

He gasps.

"Again?" I ask.

"Yes."

A spark hits his lower stomach, and his cock jumps, pre-cum leaking from the slit.

"More," he moans. I tease him with the contrast of light, magical sparks falling like stardust across his body, and the feather-light touch of my tails flicking in random spots. When he's completely mindless with lust, I add a little extra lube to myself, thankful I prepped earlier, then sink onto his cock.

I ride him, all while continuing to use my magical sparks and tails to drive him wild. He thrusts up into me, and finally, I tell him to come. He spills inside of me at the same time I come untouched, spilling all over his body.

River comes so hard, that his shudders last several minutes. When he's finished, he pulls me into a kiss and promptly falls asleep.

***

The next morning I wake up to the smell of coffee in our trailer. I twitch my kitsune ears and stretch, causing my tails to wiggle. I throw on a pair of briefs, just in case someone stops by, but don't bother putting anything else on.

River is sitting at our dinette sipping on some coffee. He chuckles as soon as he sees me. "I knew the coffee would cause you to come sniffing." He smiles and points at the stove. "I made us some breakfast. A simple sausage and cheese egg casserole. And I iced your coffee the way you like."

My heart melts.

If I was given a do-over and had to experience everything I did in Faerie, just to guarantee I see River again, I'd do it in a heartbeat.

Gathering our dishes, I plate our breakfast and join him at the table. "So I asked Seven to change our show. I wanted to surprise you last night, but we got a little…distracted," he laughs.

"That's one way to put it. Fuck, Akira, that was the most intense orgasm of my life."

I smirk, which causes him to playfully roll his eyes.

"So what's the change? Is it a good change?"

"I hope so. We'll still be doing the same act we've been practicing, but I asked Seven if we could have a smaller tent, similar to Rhea's maybe a little bigger. It will be an 18+, adult-only show. Twenty exclusive tickets each night we perform. Giving the audience an up close and personal experience, where they can feel the heat of the flame, and see the magical sparks from mere feet away."

"Holy shit! That's so cool. Thank god, we are only performing in front of…wait. Did you do this for me? So I wouldn't have to be up in front of hundreds of people?"

"I did." I nod.

River beams at me. "Thank you, Akira. No one has ever been so thoughtful to me before."

I bathe in his praise as we finish eating breakfast.

"I did it," River says a few minutes later. "I emailed Uncle Harris today and put in my notice."

"No way. Good for you." I can't believe he finally did it.

"I don't mind finishing up the rest of my work remotely. If he doesn't like it, he can fire me. But I can't go back there. It's too toxic."

"I'm so proud of you," I reassure him. "You don't need that type of negativity in your life."

***

Later, River pulls out his laptop, to see the damage. But as he tries to log into his email all he gets an ‘Access denied' notification. Telling him this account has been terminated. "Fine." River slams the laptop closed. "If he wants to act this way that's fine. It's his company, and I'm just glad to wash my hands of it.

My main focus is making sure I'm ready for tomorrow's show. With that, we head out to practice with my daggers. I'll make sure to pull out all my tricks so that my little fox will be smiling in no time.