River groans. “You’re killing us.”
My smirk grows as I push the green away, her breasts falling easily into my hand as I grip them. Her nipples graze my palm as I run my hands over them reverently, leaning in to brush a kiss over each.
My eyes flick to her face. But she’s still sleeping, blissfully unaware as I trail my fingers down her stomach. Lower, pushing the silk down with my hand until soaking wet curls meet my touch.
Heaven.
Briar’s warm, wet cunt is heaven under my hands as I spread my palm out, covering her entirely and grounding my palm against her clit.
The small, breathy noise has all of us freezing. My hand stills as she twists her head before settling back down.
I knew it could happen. But having her react to me, to my fucking touch, even in sleep? I tug her underwear down in the next moment, almost tearing it in my impatience as I yank it off and push her legs open.
My lips curl up. “If only you could see what I see. Our Briar has a perfect little pink slit.”
I tug on a curl. “And pretty little dark curls.”
Two groans are my only response. I don’t bother looking over my shoulder, the low sounds and heavy breathing telling me that both River and Kai are working their cocks as they watch us.
Sitting back, I take her in, her legs spread wide and pussy glistening. Every part of her body relaxed.
I haven’t been with a woman like this, facing her, since—
I cut the thought off. There’s no space forherhere. Not with Briar occupying every cell, burrowing her way into my chest.
I want her with an urgency that borders on desperation. With a need that pushes me to pin her down, to wrap my hands into that perfect fucking hair and lose myself in her, to give myself to her in a way that I’ve never permitted any woman to take no matter how much they tried.
Pushing her thighs further apart, I settle down between them, my eyes closing as my cock slides against her entrance. It’s notenough.
I want to brand her with my touch. Feel every flawless inch of her against me. So I spread myself against her, slowly lowering until my body is pressed against warm, supple skin. My legs over hers, pinning her down. Her breasts, soft and warm against my stomach. And I twine my hands into hers, pushing them over her head and using my lower arms to brace us both. Revelling in the feel of her fingers entwined with me.
When I look up, the second red light peers back at me, just to the right of her bedside table. Below it, a small microphone picksup my murmured words, so low that even River and Kai don’t hear them.
Butshewill.
I drop my head to whisper, knowing she’ll hear it tomorrow. “You ever thought I didn’twantyou?”
We’re perfectly lined up. My cock throbs, almost painful as I nudge forward, slipping inside just an inch as I inhale sharply.
And then I thrust into her, pushing myself deep into her body – and fuck, but she’s so fucking tight. “I can’t fuckingsleepfor thinking of you, Briar Rose. Can’t eat, can’t fucking breathe without you invading my mind. Thinking about this exact moment. How you’d feel stretched around my cock.”
I pull out and thrust again, my hands tightening on her wrists. “Even if you were awake right now, I wouldn’t let you move. I’d pin you down, just like this, and make you feel every fucking inch of what you do to me.”
Again, her body tight and soft and giving beneath me, making my head spin. “You’ve taken over my fucking head. Once isn’t going to be enough—,”
I cut the words off, my throat tightening as I flex my hips, pushing them into her, losing myself in her.
I was already lost to her before I set foot inside this room.
I stare down at Briar’s peaceful expression, watching the way she rolls with my movement and almost willing her to wake up. My voice lowers further until it’s almost a snarl. “If you woke up right now and pleaded with me to let you go, I wouldn’t. Couldn’t if I tried. You’re a fucking addiction, and you’re in my fucking veins.”
I can’t stop, the admissions spilling out of me as I pin her hips and fuck her pliant, helpless body, my hips rolling against hers. There’s no lie in my words. I’m already addicted to her, to the feel of her body beneath mine, to the sound of her breathing and the faint scent of raspberries in her hair. “Even if you begged, Iwouldn’t let you go. I’d keep your wrists pinned, just like this, and you’d take every inch of me. I wouldn’t stop until you were screamingmyname.”
My pace slows, my release threatening too soon. “I’m not done with you yet. Not nearly. Maybe you’ll wake up tomorrow and your wrists will be tied, just like this. And we’ll have this conversation again.”
One hand releases her wrist, reaching for her thigh and pushing it up, the angle taking me deeper into her body. “Or maybe I’ll check the form for body modifications. Because if youdidcheck that box, Briar Rose, maybe you’ll be waking up with a pretty collar of my name tattooed across your neck after all.”
My pulse races at the thought of it. Of my name, branded across her neck for the whole world to see.
