A Kiss For Your Freedom
Chapter 93

Jason's

POV

We've been back for two weeks already and life has gotten back to normal. Of course, before that was possible, Dorian had to get rid of the body of this bounty hunter, make him disappear forever. Then, he rebuilt some furniture that had been destroyed in the clash in order to restore shape to our interior.

Even though Melissa and Julien are happy to be home, they still have nightmares and ask to sleep together every night, which we grant without any problem. If they need to be together to feel good and reassured, there is no reason to stop them. Emma resumed her role, taking care of our animals who fortunately did not suffer too much from our absence and especially us so that everyone found their place at home. Dorian takes care of the work that I usually do in addition to his own. I blame myself for overloading them like this but I'm just starting to be able to move around the house without needing to lean on a crutch, so I'm not yet ready to be able to split wood or anything else that requires too much work. 'physical effort.

The snow deposits its heavy coat a little more each day, making nature and landscapes as beautiful as in a fairy tale. I move to the window and look at the trees almost frozen by the cold. I love this time of year, this time when we are cut off from everything and we are self-sufficient.

Emma finished preparing the children who insist on going to play in the snow. I would like to join them but I don't feel ready yet and I don't intend to reopen my wounds which are taking longer than I imagined to heal. They zip up their coats before rushing outside to play. Updated by Ebookex.com, visit for more free novels. I am about to return to the living room to wait for them, but against all expectations, Emma stays with me and it is Dorian who takes over.

"You're not going with them," I said, looking at him.

- Not today no, Dorian and the children have an important task to accomplish and I can take advantage of it to have you a little to myself, she said, approaching me.

-An important task?

-You'll see, she says, smiling at me as she gently places her lips on mine.

I'm not worried, nothing can touch us anymore, no shadow hangs over us anymore. I close my eyes letting myself go, intoxicated by this kiss while she places her arms around my neck. With Dorian, they take great care of me, they do everything to make me feel good and I must say, Emma is very talented in this area. I feel her smile against me before leaving my lips.

-I'll take care of your bandages,

- If you also play nurse love, then I'm more than in agreement.

She grabs my hand and makes me sit in a chair before removing my t-shirt and the bandages. My skin will remain marked, the scars will not disappear. I know it just like they know it too.

- If you want to know everything, she says, looking at the marks that adorn my chest, I don't mind having a man with scars, it has a little sexy side, she adds, winking at me. 'eye. And then Dorian has it too, just like me without you replaceing us any less attractive. - You'd have to be crazy not to replace you two attractive, I said, caressing his cheek.

She kisses me quickly before focusing on my chest. These fingers brush the edges of my scars. She removed the stitches a few days ago and it's holding, although I admit that it pulls when I try too hard.

"It's perfect," she adds, finishing examining me. I think we can say goodbye to bandages from now on. We're going to let it all breathe. A few more days and you will be able to move more easily.

- I didn't know you had medical knowledge, love, I said smiling.

- I'm learning on the job, after having sewn a Wolf on my kitchen table, I think I can say that I'm doing well, she replies, returning my smile.

She gets up to sit astride my lap. These arms go around my neck while these lips come to meet mine.

- It's part of my rehabilitation, I said, putting my hands on my hips.

- This is your reward for being a model patient.

She kisses me again, with more enthusiasm, more passion and I can only succumb as the heat of her body diffuses into me. Those hips move gently on me as she presses herself a little closer to my chest. It's crazy how every time they touch me, the pain disappears to leave only a wave of sweetness, of pleasure of which only they have the secret.

My body responds to him, almost too easily, my skin shivering under his touch while my c**k is already tensing, calling for him. Her hand passes over my chest, avoiding my scars that she knows by heart before sliding to the edge of my pants. My breathing quickens slightly, enough to know that if it doesn't stop now, then I won't be able to curb this desire that's starting to build.

The children are outside, they can come back any minute. We can't let ourselves go like this, here, now.

- You shouldn't think so much, sweetheart. Dorian took the little ones into the forest and I guarantee you he knows exactly what's going on now. So believe me, we have time, no one will come to disturb us.

She doesn't give me time to answer her, rushes to my lips greedily and kisses me as if it were the first time. His tongue dances against mine, his chest presses against my chest while his fingers infiltrate my pants to slide over my c**k.

A long shudder runs through me, encouraging my hands to go down to her buttocks to grab them while bringing her a little closer to me. She rubs against me, lets her body show me what she wants, what she desires and moves back slightly before removing her t- shirt, revealing her bare chest. I take a second to observe it, to contemplate it while I only replace it more and more beautiful day by day.

My lips come to taste the tips of these breasts, making her moan without restraint while she grabs onto my hair. She grasps me completely in her hand, eliciting a groan from me. I love seeing her like this, feeling her ready for anything, just to please me, just to please me. She screams when I bite one of these breasts while applying back and forth movements on my p***s.

After a minute she gets up and leaves my knees before undressing before my eyes. I run my tongue over my lips. If I listened to myself, I would jump on her to make her mine, right now but she has decided otherwise and slips between my thighs before lowering my pants and thus freeing my p***s which is just waiting for her.

The next second, her tongue is caressing me, making me moan in turn, and the next second, she's encompassing me between her lips as I feel myself throbbing in the warmth of her mouth. She moves slowly, sliding on my member with a slowness that is almost torture, but what pleasant torture. The best of all without a doubt.

I can't resist the urge to slide my hands through her hair to accompany her in these movements without constraining her. I don't take my eyes off her and when she lets her gaze meet mine, I tremble a little more as I feel a rush of heat invade me.

She stands up after a few minutes to return to my lap and kisses me passionately before letting my p***s sink into her. She moans against my lips, trembling as well, shivering against me as I'm fully inside her. My arms tighten her waist, my hands cling to her and as soon as she starts to move, I groan, digging my fingers a little deeper into her skin.

Our bodies ignite, seek each other, claim each other to replace each other only in the best possible way. The way we're coordinated still continues to surprise me, but it's made for me, for us, and his body molds to mine perfectly, just like Dorian's does when I slide into him.

Our moans fill the room in a melody that belongs only to us. She's the one in charge and I must say that it's really nice to let yourself be done like this, to let her take control of this embrace. Her chest moves as she undulates on me, these sighs call to me and my p***s responds by pulsing inside her which makes her cry out while throwing her head back.

She is so beautiful like this that I could enjoy it just by seeing her, even more when she runs her hands over her breasts to squeeze them between her fingers. I growl so loudly that the windows shake, it's been a really long time since we both let go and I can't contain myself, maintain this excitement which is only skyrocketing, which only goes up a little more every second.

My whole being trembles as I dive onto his chest. She begins to move faster, accentuating these hip movements to seek ever more pleasure. These lips open to call me in a moan, to almost implore me to give her what she desires and in turn, I accompany these movements by moving my hips.

She grabs onto my shoulders, digs those nails into my skin, and trembles, screaming as I feel her tighten around my member. She stops for a second, catches her breath before kissing me and getting up to slide between my thighs again and take me in the mouth. It's my turn to scream, she's very talented, she knows exactly what she's doing. Her tongue passes over the most sensitive areas of my p***s and it is with calculated slowness that she guides me to o****m. So she comes back to settle on me to curl up in my arms. - If you continue to treat me like that, I said softly, I think it will take me a little more time before I get over it. Besides, I feel a relapse coming.

She laughed out loud when she heard me say that and that simple sound was enough to make my heart beat even faster. I close my eyes, letting my head rest on his neck. I don't know what Dorian is up to with the kids, but I have to admit that Emma is very good at diverting my attention.