How could she be confused? He wasn’t confused at all. He knew exactly what he wanted.
“Back to my room,” he said, walking so fast that he realized Ena was having trouble keeping up. He had to force himself to slow down.
“Oh, okay,” Ena said, sounding relieved to be leaving. “Will Cole be mad, you think? Was it that obvious what I did?” she asked, wariness creeping into her tone.
“No, I don’t think so. I mean, it was obvious to me, but I know you better than he does. Maybe he suspects, but he has no evidence.”
“Okay, good,” Ena said, sounding satisfied as she jogged along to keep up with him as they moved through the empty passageways away towards Ty’s room. “And what was up with Turner?” she asked. “He seemed really upset when they broughtthatimperiout, and it was unlike him. Does that have something to do with the ‘responsibilities’ his father mentioned?”
“Yes,” Ty said, trying to calm his single-minded focus to answer her very justified question. “He helps Zak…manage them, for lack of a better word. But you know Turner. It’s really tough on him when they’re not treated well. He cares for them.”
“Oh,” Ena said, her voice soft with sympathy.
Thank fuck they made it outside his door in record time, and Ty grabbed the handle, pushing the door open like the passageway was on fire.
“What’s going on?” Ena asked. “Why are you in such a rush?”
How was he supposed to explain that he literally just felt the most intense primal urge to bury his cock inside her? How was one supposed to communicate that?
“You’re sure you’re okay?” he settled on, trying to calm his pounding heart as he turned to face her.
“Yes, Ty, I’m sure,” she said calmly.
He felt himself relax a bit, hearing her tone. She was here, safe, and they were finally alone.
“You did so well,” he said, approaching her and cupping the back of her neck with his hand. Her skin was smooth, and the contact sent shivers through his body. “So incredibly, impressively well.”
“Thanks,” she said, her mouth tipping up into a smile. She always seemed so pleased when he praised her, and Iblis fucking damn him, he wanted to praise her all night long.
“You know,” she continued, pressing her body a bit closer now. Was she catching on to his desire? “It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. None of this is, actually. I feel like…I can handle way more than I ever knew.”
“Of course you can. And just so you know, for better or for worse, I do think what Cole said was true. You do fit here.”
“You think?” Ena asked, bringing her hands around his waist. Her breasts squished against his chest now, and it was all he could think about.
“Yeah, don’t you?” His voice was getting low, and he was about two seconds away from not being able to hold this conversation anymore.
“Maybe. I don’t know,” she said, running her hands across his shoulders. “I don’t know if it’s the place so much as…you. When I’m with you, I just feel so…” She brought her eyes up, looking at him from under her lashes. “Free.”
“Free from what?” he asked quietly, tracing her lower lip with his thumb. The plump flesh moved underneath the pad of his finger, and he was filled with the sudden urge to bite it.
Ena sighed, as if struggling to put into words what she felt. “Free of the thoughts that usually make me doubt myself or second-guess my decisions. Free to be myself, fully and unabashedly. With you…I’m just free,” she whispered.
His thumb stopped its perusing, and instead, he gently dipped the tip into Ena’s mouth. She opened for him, just slightly, allowing it in, and he watched as it parted her lips.
He couldn’t take his eyes off it. His thumb in her mouth. The way her lips looked around it, and how warm and wet it was inside.
He looked up to her eyes then, wanting her to know what he said was true. “You know I feel the same way, right? When I’m with you…I’m free in my own way.”
Free from the anger and the resentment. Free to be himself.
Ena closed her lips around his thumb and sucked, her cheeks hollowing with the motion as she slowly slid her lips off his thumb. “Show me,” she said in challenge, holding his gaze.
He hauled her mouth to his, delving his tongue inside her instantly. This was no coaxing or seduction. It was pure,unadulterated need. Their lips and tongues tangled, teeth clashing as they clawed at each other.
Ty moved his hands down her front, ripping at her bodice. The laces were too slow so he just pulled, hearing the fabric tear as it exposed her breasts. He grabbed each one, full and pliant in his hands, stroking his thumbs over her nipples. She moaned into his mouth and, fucking Iblis, the sound turned him feral.
He kneaded her breasts harder before tearing her dress further off her body so her torso was exposed. His hands began to roam down to her ass where he planned to scoop her up and throw her on the bed, when she pulled away from his kiss and dropped to her knees.
