“I’m fine, Devon.”
Buried inside him, something snaps inside me. But not in a broken sense. More like a puzzle piece that found where it’s supposed to go. Found where it fits.
After another moment, he rocks and my hands slide up his thick, muscular thighs to his waist.
My dick starts twitching. He’s so warm, so tight. “Think I’m gonna—”
“Don’t you fuckin’ dare. Not yet.”
I thrust up.
“Boy, just lay there.”
“Like fuck.”
“Don’t need you getting dizzy. You wanted to have sex. We are.”
I growl, my fingers digging into his hips. But instead of being stubborn, I concentrate on the feel of him around me. How he clenches and milks me.
“Fuck, Dev. Your cock feels so good.” His grip on my throat tightens as he rides me. “You gonna come in me and mark me as yours?”
My eyes go wide, some deep, primal part awakening. My body might be weak as fuck, but damn if I’m not trying to find whatever last bit of energy I can to rail into him.
Rex leans over, his hand moving to my cheek as he kisses me. Hard. “Make me yours, Devon. Make me yours the same way I made you mine.”
“Youaremine.” I look him dead in the eyes. “I killed for you. Would do it again and again.”
I slam into him the best I can, my balls tightening, breath coming out in fierce grunts, and when he starts moaning, I lose it.
“I’m coming. Oh, fuck.” My dick pulses and unloads, filling him. “You’re mine, Rex. You’re mine and I’m yours.”
He grunts and moans, writhing and grinding against me until he shouts, his own orgasm hitting hard. He spasms around me, his cum coating my stomach.
When it’s over, he nuzzles into my neck, kissing the bite mark. I swallow hard. I’d asked him over the past two days to bite methere, to wash away the teeth marks with his. Bastard denied me and called me crazy.
“Rex . . . please?”
He doesn’t say a word, his hot breath just puffs against my sensitive skin.
I wrap my arms around his waist, wishing our positions were different so I could curl into his body.
Then I feel it.
I try to hold back but a strangled yell erupts, and my nails dig into his skin. He doesn’t let up, sinking his teeth deeper. My toes curl, thighs squeezing him.
He draws me closer as he bites deeper, as if he’s going to pull the chunk of flesh from me. Then he finally stops.
When he pulls away and his red gaze meets mine, tears drip from his eyes onto my cheeks. He sobs, my blood coating his lips. “You made me break my word that I’d never hurt you. This was the first and last time. Don’t ever ask me to do it again.”
"I won’t." I lean in, and our lips crash together, urgent and fierce. A shiver rockets through me, every crazy, intense thing we've been through pulsing between us. "I love you, Rex."
“And I love you, my little psychopath.”
Fight as One. Fall as One. Rise as One.
Rex just did something he hates, all because loves me. Same way I’d kill again to protect him.
For all the pain and the crazy, we’re in this brutal world as one. We’ll continue to fight and fall, but together, we’ll keep getting back up.
