“God your fucking beautiful, Wave.”
She clutched my sides, bringing her knees up so that her thighs were hugging me.
“You know what you’ve done?” I asked. “What this means?”
“I wouldn’t have done it if I didn’t.”
“Good, cos I am never letting you go again.”
“It goes both ways,” she gripped the back of my neck. “Any more of these bitches think they can get their hooks into you, I won’t hold back anymore.”
I grinned at her and she snarled.
“I saw that slut come at you.”
“Yeah,” I grinned. “Then you also saw me push her off, right?”
“I’m going to make sure they all fucking know,” she told me.
“You went and asked Ink to do this after you saw that, didn’t you?” I laughed.
“I was going to do it anyway, just seemed like a fitting time,” she squeezed my dick inside of her. “Can we have this conversation after you finish fucking me?”
Christ we were so fucking good together. Hearing her laying claim to me brought out this feral need to own her, to dominate her but now I needed her to see what she meant to me.
So I gave her what she was demanding. I took my time, giving her pleasure like I hoped she had never known before. Holding off my own release, making sure she came more than once before I did. I wasn’t fucking quiet at all when I finally let go, she screamed too. She was practically panting as I slid out and rolled onto my back.
We were both soaked, and my heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my skull, my whole body alight. She reached out and clasped my hand. I brought it up to my mouth and kissed her knuckles, but my eyes remained closed. We hadn’t been at all subtle.
It wasn’t anything the brothers hadn’t heard before, but I suddenly felt strangely possessive, even of the sounds she made.
“My house will be finished soon,” I said, still keeping my eyes closed.
The bed shifted and after a few seconds, I opened my eyes and saw her leaning up on one elbow, looking down at me. “It’s still a construction site,” she pointed out.
“I know, but it’s more private than this place and I’m outgrowing it.”
“So you’ll move, once it’s finished?”
I stared up at her, reaching up I pushed her hair back and very gently, barely touching her skin, traced my name over the tattoo. “Yeah.”
Her eyes roamed over my room. “I guess I could redecorate in here.”
“The fuck,” I pushed up but she started to laugh.
“You seriously think I’d stay here while you’re down there in that gorgeous house?”
“You’d come with me?” I asked, trying not to show how surprised I was, or happy at the idea of it.
“Do you want me to?”
“Is that a serious fucking question?”
“Do you need to keep answering my questions with your own questions?”
“Jesus Christ,” I sat up and pulled her onto my lap, her warm, still wet thighs cocooning around mine. Damn I wanted back inside of her already. “You’re infuriating.”
“You wouldn’t want me any other way.”
