18. Jasmine

Was I foolish for telling him how much he was coming to mean to me? Life tended to snatch away the things I loved most. My parents had died when we were young, leaving us to survive on our own. I'd lost more friends than I could count. My sister might join them soon.

But I couldn't do anything about that right now. All I had was this moment.

If I didn't speak my heart when I had the chance, I might live with regret forever.

"You haven't been with anyone," he said, his gaze locked on mine.

"My inexperience is probably not an asset." I cringed, realizing how many women—and maybe men—he'd been with. Why would he want to be with someone like me when he could have a gorgeous person who knew what they were doing?

"You're you, Jasmine, and that's what matters most. I love you for who you are, not who I think you should be."

"Love?"

"If I don't tell you how I feel, how will you know?"

"Through your touch. Show me."

"You're sure?"

I nodded. "Completely. But only if you feel the same."

"Oh, I want this." He studied my face for a long moment before he lifted me into his arms and strode across the room, gently laying me on the bed. "A genie never receives wishes; I only grant them."

"This isn't a wish. Please never think that. I want you, but if you don't feel the same, I wish—yes, wish—for you to be honest with me. I'll use my second wish to make sure you don't feel trapped into being with me."

"No need to use a wish. Save it for something you truly need. I want you more than anything."

My low laugh rang out. "I believe I'm about to receive something I truly need." I gave him a soft smile as he settled beside me on the bed.

"I'm yours for as long as you need me."

I had a feeling I was going to need him long after he could be with me, but for now, I let his vow sink through my bones.

Anticipation made my belly quiver.

Leaning over me, he kissed me, and I was soon lost in his touch. I kept moaning. Was it good to show him how he could send my mind and body spiraling with so little effort? He was a powerful person. He could crush me with his hands alone, let alone his magical power. Yet I knew in my heart he'd never hurt me.

His lips trailed down my neck, where he paused to nibble. "You taste amazing. And you smell wonderful, like hope, dreams, and a future."

Was a future possible for us? If I asked it as a wish, could he grant it? I suspected it was tied into the rule that I couldn't use a wish to free him.

I shoved the idea of wishes aside and focused on now, his fingers gently undoing my gown and sliding it off my shoulders, exposing the tops of my breasts that he kissed and teased with his tongue.

He groaned. "You're precious, everything to me."

Needing to feel more, I shrugged out of my gown, wiggling and tugging until I could kick it away.

He gazed down at me. "You're beautiful, love. Perfect."

Never that. I had flaws like every other person, but his made me want to cry. I savored the love in his voice.

I tugged on his clothing, and he grinned. A blink of his eyes, and he was naked. I gazed in awe at his muscular chest tapering to a narrow waist, at his erect cock as green as the rest of him with bumps along the sides. The tip was thicker, and I could only imagine what it might feel like moving inside me.

"You have two!" The words burst out of me and my face heated. "Sorry. I couldn't stop myself from looking."

He slid off the bed and stood beside it, watching my face. "View me for as long as you want. This body," he tapped his chest, "this heart. It's yours. I'm yours, and I will be until my dying day."

I'd die long before him, and that made me sad. But I shoved the feeling away. We lived. We had days together to look forward to. And I didn't want this moment to be clouded with sadness.

"As for my second cock." He shifted the long, thick one to the side so I could see the smaller second. "It's made for your body."

"Where does it go?"

"It will suck on your clit."

I hadn't been with a man, but I knew my body. I'd touched it many times, brought myself to pleasure, so I knew where my clit was and how wonderful it might feel for something to suck on it.

"My mouth will do so first, love," he said.

That, I'd never imagined.

He climbed onto the bed again. When he leaned over me, our legs entwined.

He watched my face as he stroked my nipple, gently rolling it until it formed a hard bud. "Tell me what feels good, what doesn't."

"I like that."

"How about this?" Leaning over, he ran his tongue across my other nipple. He sucked it into his mouth while tugging on the other.

Hot waves rolled through me, simmering low in my belly. "That's . . . amazing." My eyelids slid closed, and I focused on the wonderful sensations he was creating inside me already.

Sucking and nibbling, he moved from one breast to the other before leaving them and kissing down my body. He spread my legs apart and his breath shot out. "Lovely." Playing with my folds, he rubbed my clit, driving me to a fever pitch. I thrashed on the bed while he replaced his fingers with his mouth. His teeth grazed my clit, and I bucked up to meet him. Panting, I moaned and begged him to give me more, but he kept teasing, flicking his tongue across my clit while sliding a finger inside me. When I thought I'd come right there, he lifted his head, and the smile he sent me made my heart flip over.

"Come for me," he said. "I want to feel it on my mouth." His tongue returned to my clit while his fingers dove in and out of my passage.

"I need you," I barked out.

"I"m yours. Always. Know this. Feel it in your bones and within your soul. You"re mine, and I"ll do all I can to be with you forever."

"Yes," I breathed. "I"m yours. You"re mine. Together, somehow."

When I wasn"t sure I could take any more, he rose above me. Watching my face, he placed the thick head of his cock at my opening. I lifted my legs, wrapping them around him and jerked my hips up, needing to feel him deep inside me.

"Slow down, pretty one," he growled, his face a mask of strain as he struggled to maintain control. "I don"t want to hurt you."

"I think it"s going to hurt if you don"t put your amazing cock inside me. Show me what both your cocks can do."

His low chuckle rang out. "You amaze me all the time." A slight shift of his hips, and the thick head of his cock slipped into me.

Ah, it felt so perfect, so right, but I wanted to feel it buried deep.

"More," I snarled. "You"re holding yourself back."

"Never. What I have is yours." He pushed forward, burying more of his cock inside me. The stretch felt incredible, a pinch of pain but it came with so much pleasure, it smoothed out any bit of discomfort.

I whimpered.

He stilled. "Too much?"

"No, no. Don"t stop. All the way, love. Push it all the way inside me."

He pulled back and moved forward again, rocking against my body until he was fully seated.

When his smaller cock latched onto my clit and started sucking, I gasped.

Shudders blasted through me, and it was all I could do to maintain control. My body begged me to let loose and come, but I needed to feel him thrusting inside me first.

"All of it. Please," I said, fisting the blankets beneath me.

He started moving. Slow at first, then at my urging, faster.

My mind spiraled, but all I could focus on was him.

Curling his body around me, he kissed my temple. "You feel wonderful. I"ll never get enough."

"Make it last forever." If only he could. A desperation to imprint him and this moment on my mind filled me. I clung to his arms as he drove himself into me over and over. His second cock alternated the hum from slow to fast, and I was going to explode soon. Nothing was going to hold me back. I'd shoot all the way to the stars.

And cry when he had to leave me.

I spread my legs wider, and he touched something deep within me. As he pulled out, it remained, twisting and stroking.

"My inner cock has released," he said, strain creasing his face. The muscles in his arms and chest tightened, and he groaned. He kissed my temple again. "I can"t hold out much longer, but I need more."

"Take it. Take me."

While his cocks shifted and twisted within me, the other continued to flutter on my clit. How could I take much more? Somehow, I found a way.

"Yes, yes, now," I barked, my body collapsing around me.

He shifted to long strokes with his cock, and the smaller one vibrated faster, pushing me even higher than I"d climbed before. When he started to come, his inner cock released something hot inside me that made me spasm all over again.

We continued to move, driving each other to yet another orgasm until spent, and we collapsed on the bed.