Page 396 of Once Upon a Fable

The door behind him opened, revealing Jareth as he crossed his ankles and leaned against the frame. Our eyes caught as he tapped a cigarette out of its packet and lit it quietly.

Kas didn’t hear him, too caught up in our rock.

I didn’t know how I felt about Jareth appearing.

He could see we were fine. That Kas was safe.

But he didn’t leave.

Taking a drag on his smoke, he stayed as Kas drove me higher and higher. This wasn’t like in the forest. There, our sex had been hidden by clothes. I’d had protection from Jareth’s feral eyes. This time...we were bare and on display.

He sucked hard on his smoke, sending a cloud of nicotine around his head.

Kas rocked against my clit, wrenching my eyes closed with bliss.

His lips found mine again, kissing me hard.

He scrambled my mind and lowered my inhibitions better than any alcohol. So what if we had an audience? So what if I was slightly afraid of the man watching?

Jareth meant nothing.

All that mattered was me and Kas andthis.

I dragged my nails down Kas’s back as his hips drove up and deep. He hit the perfect spot inside me, making me go liquid and coiled, dreamy and hungry.

“Come on me,” Kas murmured, his breath catching with his own ragged desire. He reached between us, rubbing my clit as he thrust quick and sharp into me.

My second orgasm didn’t care Jareth would see me shatter.

It coiled and built with every thrust.

Kas successfully stole me from any distractions.

He pulled me from the bedroom and yanked me into the fantasy of forever as his hips moved quicker, feeding every inch of him inside me, triggering the waterfall of my climax.

My release shot outward, waves upon waves crashing over me as Kas chased me over the edge.

He groaned and buried his face into my neck, shuddering through his orgasm, spurting inside me until he was spent. His back jerked, and for a second, he went lax as if he’d passed out.

I froze, fearing his concussion had—

“Fuck.” He nuzzled into my neck, raising his head and giving me a lopsided, deliciously endearing smile. “I enjoyed that.” His eyes were clear and sated with no signs of imminent passing out.

I smiled back, trying to ignore my sudden racing heart and Jareth with his cigarette. “Me, too.”

He kissed me again, slow and erotic, his tongue teasing. A softplinksounded by my ear, wrenching Kas’s head up and jerking him sideways to look over his shoulder.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Kas snapped, spotting Jareth smoking in the doorway.

“Making sure she’s still alive.” He pointed the glowing end of the cigarette in our direction. “Oh, and giving you that.”

Kas bared his teeth and grabbed the blanket. Pulling it over both of us, he withdrew from me and sat upright. Ensuring we were covered in all the required places, he spat, “Give us what exactly?”

My fingers dug into the blankets, finding the small silver thing that Jareth had thrown at us.

Placing it onto my palm, I spread my fingers, letting the light catch it.

“A key.” My eyes narrowed. “Wait...it’sthekey. The key you said you lost.”