Sinking my fingers into her hair, I angle her head back and ply her lips apart with a bruising kiss, sliding my tongue inside her mouth.
Her fingers curve around the forearm strapped across her chest, anchoring herself to me as I start to slide my cock in and out of her.
I tighten my grip on her hair and deepen the kiss, drowning in the taste of her as I swallow every sound she makes. I need her to understand how fucking agonizing it is to be near her when I can’t touch her. Today unleashed a barrage of insane thoughts—like locking her in my dungeon so I can play with her whenever I want.
In the thick of it, the demon inside me laughs, taunting me with the reminder that I can’t keep her. But when I’m buried inside her, feeding my addiction, it’s hard to remember why.
I let go of her hair and grab her by the hip, holding her still as I fuck her rougher, punishing her for making me feel this way.
That plan backfires when she drenches me with her arousal, and a chorus of broken, needy sounds spills from her lips.
She clamps down around me as tension draws her body tight. The greedy little thief is trying to steal another orgasm like she’s collecting spoils of war.
I sink deeper, giving her more of my cock as the wet sound of my thrusts fills the closet.
When I release her swollen lips from mine, her head lolls back against my chest, taking the pounding with desperate little moans.
My fingers massage her breast, teasing her nipple as I slide my other hand off her hip and down between her thighs. Thebarest graze of her clit has her choking on a gasp, and her body begins to tremble.
She’s right there, and I can’t deny her.
I lift my gaze to the reflection in the mirror as I fuck her into oblivion and send her spiraling out of control.
The release slams through her in unrelenting waves as her body convulses around me.
Watching her come on my cock unleashes an explosive surge of pleasure that rolls down my spine and explodes out of me in a violent flood of heat.
A groan heaves from my lungs as I unload inside her, dissolving all the tension from my body.
Gabi collapses into me, the frantic beat of her heart pulsing against my arm. She feels safe with me, trusting that I won’t let her fall.
But as I examine our reflections in the afterglow, I can only see myself as the beast she shouldn’t trust.
That thought burrows inside my chest, compressing my ribs. I need something else to focus on, and I find it when I realize my fingers are biting into her skin.
I relax my grip on her and rub the spot. “Did I hurt you?”
She lets out a soft exhalation and shakes her head. “No.”
I press my fingers to her jaw, tilting her face up to steal another kiss, this one soft and slow. The moment stretches on until she shivers, a chill settling over her body.
Reluctantly, I pull away from her mouth, but I don’t release her as I reach out to grab my mask. Once that’s in place, I slip my gloves on. There’s nothing in here to clean us up, so it will have to wait until we get back to her room.
“You can open your eyes now.” I lift her up and pin her against me, my cock still lodged inside her as I exit the closet.
“Wait,” she squeaks. “You can’t carry me through the house like this. My guard—” Her voice falters for a beat. “Oh my god, my guard. What if he heard me?”
“He probably did.” I smirk.
Her brows draw together in confusion as she glances up at me. “If he did, he would have come to see what was happening. Unless…he already knows you’re here.”
“I would hope so. Otherwise, I’d be worried about how competent he is.”
“You know him?” She swallows.
I don’t respond, but it gives her all the confirmation she needs.
“Of course you do,” she murmurs. “Are you the reason my other guard was replaced?”
