We lie like this for a while, exploring and caressing each other. Adoring the other, until my cock decided he’d had enough of a rest. I plunged inside her once more.
“Again?” She is astonished, eyes wide as saucers.
“It took me forever to find you. This is just the beginning.”
I will claim her over and over until she can't walk. Then, I’ll know she’ll never be able to run from me.
TWENTY
PIP
My brain keeps trying to piece it together, trying to make sense of the last few hours, but every thought feels slow, syrupy, and too thick to hold onto. But now, I’m here. Lying in bed, wrapped in the arms of the one guy I willed most into my life. I’ve never delved seriously into destiny, fate, and all that la-di-dah bullshit, but I’m not about to question it if that’s what this is.
He feels safe and warm… and erect.Jesus!
His hard cock is pressing against the fresh bruise forming on my lower back. After a marathon sex session downstairs by the fire, he carried us up the spiral staircase. But before we could make it to the top floor, he dropped to his knees and took me on the hardwood stairs.
After showering off the dirt and grime and cleaning wounds from the run, we collapsed in bed, spent.
But waking up like this? It’s nice. I’ve never felt so sore yet so content.
I try to pry myself away from the heavy mass wrapped around me. Nearly free and pleased I didn’t wake him, my sense of accomplishment is promptly scattered to the wind when he reaches for me, dragging me back snuglyagainst his body.
“Where do you think you’re going?” His husky, sleepy voice makes my pussy tingle.Dammit, vagina, ain’t you tired?
“I didn’t give you permission to leave me; should I add that to the list of punishments?”
I shoot him a glare over my shoulder with a grin. He chuckles, releasing his grip and slapping my ass as I roll away.
Finishing my business in the bathroom, I’m mortified with what I see in the mirror. Dark circles under my eyes, birds nest hair. And the bruises and scratches… I look like I got into a fight with a mountain lion.
“I can’t go to work tomorrow looking like this,” I say, marching back in. “What will people think?”
“That you got boned real good?” he remarks, tongue in cheek with a smirk, ripping the sheet back for me to jump in.
“I mean it!” I laugh out, hopping into bed only to be pulled on top to straddle him. “They gave me a few days off because a psycho tried to attack me at work. He’s still on the loose last I heard. They’ll think he found me.”
Grayson sits up against the headboard, dragging me with him. “Yeah, about that…”
O-oh, this doesn’t sound good.
“Pip, I want to be upfront and honest with you. You might not like what I tell you, but you have been warned from the very beginning about me.”
Grabbing a pillow to cover up a bit, I settle in to listen. “Shoot.”
He sighs. “Tanner is dead.”
A few beats pass. I slowly blink and squint, processing this. “Wait. I thought I heard you say he’s dead.”
“Very dead.”
“Are we talking fair and straight, accidental, or did he have a helping hand to the afterlife?”
“I suppose he had a helping hand to accidentally offing himself. Still low-key pissed about that actually.”
I cock my head. “I don’t follow.”
“It means I abducted him to hurt him, hunt him, and kill him for what he did to you, but he died of his own hands in the chaos.”
