“No!”
“No?” The amusement laced the single word. “There’s no point in me being here.”
“I lied,” she said to the wall, breathing heavily. “He never touched me.”
Enough games. I kicked her legs apart wider and tugged at the chain, forcing her to arch her back before pushing my cock into her warm, wet heat without warning.
“Fuck,” I groaned, finally coming home after days. Leaning forward, I whispered in her ear, “I know he didn’t touch you because otherwise he wouldn’t be alive right now.”
My fingers continued to rub her clit as I thrust into her.
“I hate you,” Quen managed between laboured breaths.
“That means you care,” I told her.
If she was trying to hurt me, she’d have to try harder. Love and hate were two sides of the same coin. She hated me when we first met. She professed to hate me now because I won our little argument. But if that’s what she felt, I would take it because I’d seen Scott when she was indifferent and that was a far worse outcome.
“I don’t care,” she moaned, pushing back to meet my hips. “You’re the worst of them.”
“Keep talking dirty to me, Scott.”
But her words were stolen from her as I thrust harder. Her elbows buckled and her body slammed against the wall. I let go of the lead and braced my arm near her face to stop myself from crushing her. She turned her head and bit down on my forearm.
“You can say you hate me,” I grunted, trying to keep a steady rhythm. “But you still can’t stay away.”
Quen’s walls started to tighten around me again, squeezing my cock, and her teeth sank further into my flesh. I slowed down, barely moving, and she whimpered again. I would never tire of that sound.
“Please,” she begged. “Please, Gray.”
“Tell me I’m the best you’ve ever had.”
“I’m going to kill you.”
“I’m sure you will, darling.” Bending down slightly, I licked up the length of her spine, and she shuddered. “Tell me I’m the best you’ve ever had and I’ll let you finish.”
Her breath was ragged, and I thought she would let her pride take over, elongating our game. But then she dropped her head and said, “You’re the best I’ve ever had.”
Happy with her confession, I picked up the pace, kissing along the side of her face, and Quen bit down on my arm again. She’d given me enough. She wasn’t willing to scream for me.
“See how much easier it is when you tell the truth,” I said between thrusts. “Such a good girl.”
It didn’t take long for Quen to reach the edge. Her walls spasmed around me, pulling me in deep and keeping me there. Her teeth broke through the flesh of my arm, further proving the divinity in her blood, albeit dampened by the copper monstrosities. I followed soon after, filling her so much that it leaked from where we were joined and dripped messily down her thighs.
Quen’s legs buckled as she lost my support when I pulled out, but I kept her upright, turning her around to face me. My arm had already healed, but the evidence of her assault was smeared across her lips. Gold blood decorated her bottom lip, and my cum dripped down her legs.
Collar. Cuffs. Cum and blood. This was an image of my soulbound that would stay with me for the rest of my life.
Did she really think I’d let anyone survive if they took her from me? Did she believe I wouldn’t tear them all apart even if they tried?
Wrapping an arm around her waist, I pulled her flush against my body. “I don’t think I’m done with you yet.”
The familiar scent of bonfire, leather, and books tickled my nose. I turned my head into the soft pillow, begging the scent to stay and comfort me until I realised who the heady mixture belonged to.
My eyes snapped open, and I groaned as I rolled onto my back. A dull ache resonated between my legs, across my chest, and at various other points of my body.
Memories flooded back, and I closed my eyes again, squeezing them tight. Gray, dominating and all-consuming as he pushed me to the brink all night. If there was ever a way to welcome someone home, that was it.
Somewhere in the depths of my brain, I should have pushed him away and left the house. But the way it felt to be in his arms again, the way every touch, kiss and bite filled me with a desire to survive, had me pressing my body against him as if we could really become one entity.
