“Ava,” I climb onto the bed, tugging her to face me and smoothing her hair back. “Are you okay?”
She blinks at me, her caramel skin flushed. “I can’t feel my legs,” she mumbles, and I smile in savage satisfaction.
“I want to spend the rest of my life with that taste on my tongue,” I tell her, watching in fascination as her flushed color spreads down her body. “Taste?”
I lean in, giving her a chance to pull away, but she meets me halfway, her tongue sliding into mine. Knowing she can taste her own slick on my tongue, my erection decides to make itself known again and she breaks free, glancing down.
“Don’t worry about that,” I murmur, trying to pull her back to me, but she sits up.
“Ava?” My mouth dries as she throws her leg over me, straddling my chest and shifting down. The fluid still seeping between her thighs dampens the material between us, and the heat from her pussy presses against my cock, making me hiss as she leans down to undo my pants.
“Off,” she demands, and my cock twitches at her impervious tone.Yes, ma’am.
Lifting her hips so I can push my trousers down, she settles back against me. Her soft hands wrap around my length and I jerk as she lowers herself down my body, my crown disappearing as her soft mouth closes over my head.
I throw my head back with a curse as Ava licks and sucks, my cock swelling even further until she shifts forward and lifts herself, guiding my head up and down her slit, slathering my cock in her juices.
“Fuuuck.” I think my eyes have crossed. “Baby, we don’t have to—,”
We both cry out as she sinks down, my cock disappearing inch by inch into her tight heat.
“Shit,” I grunt. “Cupcake, you’re killing me.”
She tries to lean forward for a kiss, but her belly gets in the way. Carefully, I sit up, hooking her legs around mine and wrapping my arms around her waist. She shifts, pressing even deeper, and a throaty moan slides out of her mouth.
I carefully grasp her hips. “Look at me, baby.”
Her eyes slide open, watching me dazedly as I rock my hips into her, both of us settling into a rhythm. Her head drops back as she pants, our sweat-slicked bodies undulating.
Her slick coats us, dripping out of her around my cock as I thrust, one hand wrapped carefully around her and the other winding into her hair, holding her to me.
“I’ll never let you go.” My words are guttural. “Nobody will ever take you away from us. You understand?”
She moans into my skin. “Never leaving you.”
“Never.” I pick up the pace as the sound of our bodies slapping together echoes through the room, Ava’s soft cries growing higher as she moves toward her crest. I tip her head back, sucking at the sensitive skin. Fuck, I wish I could brand her with my bite, mark her as mine for the whole world to see. She shudders against me, her rocking a little off-pace as she searches for her orgasm.
I close my eyes. I can’t make her finish internally, only an alphas knot can do that, but I drop my fingers from her hair, moving to her clit and rubbing it between my fingers. She clamps down around my dick with a scream and I bury my face in her neck with a bellow as my seed erupts from me, filling her up until it spills past our joining, our scents musky in the small room.
We stay there, my hands stroking down her back as she slumps against me. Words fucking fail me. I lift her off me and onto the bed, heading to the bathroom and bringing back a washcloth. She shares a sleepy smile with me as I clean her up, her earlier embarrassment gone. Pulling back the covers, I tuck her into my bed, a possessive fist clenching my heart as she curls up inmysheets. I slip in behind her, and she rolls into me, her eyes already closed as she reaches for me and I wrap my arms around her.
My eyes close on one final thought.
I am never letting this go. Ever.
ChapterFifty-Six
Ava
Istare out of the window as the SUV travels down the dusty road.
“It’s secluded,” Max assures me in a low tone. Sensing my unease, he winds our fingers together, and I give him my best shot at a smile, but it slides from my face as I stare out of the window again.
Luc slows the SUV as he twists in his seat, his eyes scanning over me. “You doing okay, brat?”
I nod briefly, wishing Nikolai and Bastien were here too. But Bastien is travelling with Ace and Gabe Winter, transporting the equipment we need to record Christian’s speech and broadcast it live to the whole world. And Nikolai is at home with Nash. Luc wouldn’t let him come, and I agreed. Let’s just say that Nik wasnothappy with the arrangement.
My hand shakes in Max’s grasp. Fear has a tight grip on my throat. Once we do this… the avalanche begins. There’s no going back.
