Unmatched | ᴍᴀʜɪᴛᴏ

Chapter 24

Whatever I had expected, this was not it. Mahito took off his shirt to reveal the most perfect body I had ever seen, sewn together with stitches. And then he took off his pants and holy mother of God, I had never been this impressed. I already knew just from the looks of it that he would be way better than Sukuna.

Mahito crawled on top of me and removed my shirt. He was incredibly gentle, which confused me. I had expected something along the lines of Sukuna. I had expected him to be rough. But he wasn't. Even now, as he was taking off my pants, he treated me with gentle hands as if I were made of porcelain.

He kissed me down my neck, my breasts, my stomach. He softly ran his hands over the scar, then kissed it. I was still wearing my underwear, but Mahito wouldn't be stopped by it. He put his hands on my thighs and spread them apart, making room for his face. He pressed his lips to the fabric of my panties, and I gasped at the sensation.

I closed my eyes when I felt his fingers pulling my panties down to my ankles. I kicked them off, and he started to kiss me from my knee all the way up my thigh. He kissed the scars there.

Right before his mouth reached between my legs, I opened my eyes to find him already looking at me. He was smirking, and I smirked right back. We held eye contact even when he stuck out his long tongue and licked me. When his tongue hit my clit, I gasped and my eyes rolled back. He started to suck and lick, and I tried so hard to be quiet.

"Let me hear you," he growled. "I want to hear what I do to you."

That was all it took for me. I was completely submissive to him. I would do everything he told me. So I stopped holding back. I was moaning almost pornographically. When I came, I could only gasp. Mahito came up to kiss me, and I could taste myself on his lips.

"Can you handle more, baby?" he asked.

I nodded. My entire body was shaking, but I wanted more. I wanted him inside of me. I wanted to feel him.

"Use your words," he whispered.

I swallowed. "Yes. Yes, please."

That grin spread across his lips again, and he moved his body upwards. My eyes widened with every inch he entered me. And then my mouth opened, and I let out one long, "aaaaah." He was careful. Soft. Slow. He was unlike anything I had ever had. Unmatched.

And when he started to move... I couldn't have been quiet even if I wanted to. I arched my back, and he slipped deeper inside of me even though I wouldn't have thought it possible. He was groaning in my ear, and it was turning me on even more.

"You feel so good," he moaned. "You feel so good, baby."

I could only moan back in response. My brain was turned off. No words except for "oh God" and "ah, yes" escaped my lips. He was all I knew. All I could think about. He was everywhere. And he felt so good. Mahito sucked on my nipple and caressed the other one with his hand. He stimulated me in all the right places while his cock was hitting a spot deep inside of me.

After I had come three more times, he was done, too. He hadn't cum. He couldn't, of course. He was a curse, not a human. But he did have an orgasm. He could have that. And he sounded fucking hot at it. When we were both done and spent, he wanted to pull out of me, but I wrapped my legs around him and held him in place.

"Don't," I whispered. "Give me a minute."

He grinned and nodded. Mahito was holding himself up on his forearms and looked down at me. His eyes rushed across my face, then stopped at mine.

"You have the most beautifully shaped soul I've ever seen," he said.

My smile widened. "And they say curses are evil."

He laughed. "We are."

I nodded, grinning. "So am I."

Mahito responded with a kiss. A deep, intense kiss that took my breath away and made my head spin. I couldn't open my eyes even when he licked my lips, then removed his mouth from mine.

But then he did something that made me open my eyes wide. I had been told that he was able to shape his body however he wanted, but I hadn't known that it meant that he was able to shape certain parts of his body as well. He enlarged inside of me. As if his natural length hadn't been enough to drive me insane already.

I pressed my lips together to hold back a moan, and then I gave him a look and raised my eyebrow. "Didn't Geto say you're going to get yourself in trouble?"

Mahito grinned. "Don't mention him right now," he said. "Unless you want him to join us."

The suggestion was so out of the blue and so unexpected that I had to stop and think about it. I mean, I didn't really have to think about it because I knew that my answer would be 'no', but it was nice to imagine it. Geto was a very hot man, too. I was sure that he was more than experienced. And he probably was good at it, too. But he wasn't Mahito. No one would ever come close to him.

The curse raised his eyebrow at me and grinned. "Do you?"

I shook my head. "I don't want anyone. I belong only to you."

That seemed to have been the right answer because Mahito started to move again. He rolled his hips in a maddening rhythm, making me lose my mind.

"Faster, please, Mahito," I moaned.

He obeyed as willingly as I had. His thrusts were faster, harder, and even better. I was digging my nails into his shoulders, desperately needing to hold on to something. He lifted my legs up and pulled me to the edge of the couch while he got up. Mahito effortlessly picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around him. With his strong arms, he continued to move me up and down. He held me so tight to his body that I thought he would never let me go again.

I was bouncing on top of him, my breasts jiggling with every movement. He took one in his mouth, making me moan. Even though he was slamming inside of me with such a force, the rest of him was gentle. His hands never held me too tightly, and he never bit me or sucked too hard.

When we were done, he softly put me down on the couch. Mahito put his pants back on, but he covered me with his shirt. I smiled, pulling it tighter over my naked body. He knew that I wouldn't want to wear any pants because I was still too sensitive, so he made sure that my lower half was covered as well. He sat down, and I put my head in his lap.

Mahito stroked my hair. "You're such a good girl," he whispered.

I couldn't help my smile, but my eyes were fluttering shut again. I was exhausted. And in the matter of just a few seconds, I was asleep again. I guessed I had a lot to catch up on.

I had never been able to sleep well. At night, my parents haunted me. It used to take me hours to fall asleep. I had never liked the darkness, either. I always used to imagine them hiding in the shadows. I had never been able to find peace. They had come in my nightmares and beaten me. They had come during the day and beaten me. At Jujutsu High, it had taken me weeks to get used to the fact that I was at a safe place now where they couldn't hurt me anymore. Still, I hadn't been able to sleep well. Then Sukuna had come and hadn't let me sleep. Then the thought of leaving this safe place had kept me awake.

But now I was here. Safe again. And finally able to sleep.