When we finally ended the kiss, I nudged her nose with mine."Hand me your phone, little lioness.”I tried to not make it sound like an order but, let’s face it.It was an order.So, I added, "I'll put my number in."
I thought she smothered a smile before reaching for her phone where it had clattered to the floor beside the bed at some point when I’d taken her dress off.She picked up the phone and passed it over without hesitation.I entered my number under "Rocky" with no last name, then sent myself a quick text so I’d have her number also.
"You hungry?"I asked, changing the subject.Because I was definitely hungry.But not for food.The golden sunlight streaming through the window to land over her body was too much of a temptation to resist.
"Starving," she admitted with a grin."But food can wait."
She moved over me again, straddling my hips with clear intent.This time was different, slower, more deliberate, both of us mapping the other's body with careful attention.
“Fucking best idea in the history of the world,” I growled as I trailed my hands down her sides.
I gripped Wren's hips firmly, guiding her as she rocked against me.She looked like a warrior goddess above me, her purple hair wild, her eyes half-lidded with desire.I hadn’t been able to appreciate the full beauty of her body in the heated frenzy of the night before, but now, I could see the fine muscle underneath the skin of her abdomen, the delicate strength of her arms and legs.And that Goddamned knife still strapped to her thigh.
“Can’t get over how fuckin’ sexy it is to know you’re armed while we fuck.”
She barked out a laugh.“You are one sick bastard, Rocky.”Her grin widened.“I like it.”Her eyes twinkled with mischief as she watched me watching her."Admiring the view?"
"Fuck yes," I growled, thrusting up to meet her movements."Could look at you for days.Couldeatyou for days."
She leaned down, her breasts brushing against my chest as she kissed me, deep and demanding.I slid my hands up her back, feeling the subtle ridges of her spine, the soft skin stretched over lean muscle.When she broke the kiss, she sat up straight again, rocking her hips as she fucked me.
"Touch me," she commanded, guiding my hand between her legs.“Play with my clit until I come.”
I obeyed, circling her clit with my thumb as I watched her reaction.I wanted to learn what made her breath catch, what made her moan.She ground against my hand, taking what she needed while I thrust up into her tight cunt.
"Fuck, Rocky," she gasped, her body tensing as she approached her peak.“So fucking good!”
I sat up, wrapping one arm around her waist while keeping my other hand between us.The change in angle made her cry out as she clung to my shoulders for balance.I buried my face against her neck, tasting the salt on her skin.
"Come for me," I murmured against her throat.“Fuckin’ come on my cock.”
She obeyed me with a whimper, then a scream.I followed her over, once again, putting my cum deep inside her pussy.It was a sadistic thrill, even though she said she was on the pill.If I bred her, put my son in her sexy little belly, I’d have a claim neither Ghost or Vittorio could deny.Then, all I had to do was convince Wren I was the man for her and we’d live happily ever after.
And I heard the other day someone spotted pigs flying.Later.I’d worry about how to keep her once I’d completed this task.It was a worthy, necessary task or I’d abandon it altogether and make that happy ever after happen at all costs.
Afterward, we lay tangled together again, watching as the room grew steadily brighter with the rising sun.Neither of us spoke for a long while, comfortable in the silence that had settled between us.
"This wasn't what I expected," she finally said, her voice quiet against my chest.
"What did you expect?"I traced the line of her spine, memorizing the feel of her.
"I don't know.Just sex, I guess.Not..."She shook her head before sighing."This."
I knew what she meant.The ease between us, the conversation that flowed without effort, the way we fit together like we'd known each other for years instead of hours.It scared me, how natural it felt, how much I wanted more of it.To say nothing of our chemistry.
"I know," was all I could say, because anything else would be too much, too real.
She nodded, accepting the simple answer for what it was."I should probably go soon."
"Stay," I said, the word out before I could consider it."Sleep for a while.I'll wake you before noon."
She hesitated, then settled back against me with a small sigh."Okay."
I pulled the cover over us as she tucked her head under my chin, her body relaxing against mine.Within minutes, her breathing evened out again, and she slept.
I stayed awake, watching the patterns of light shift across the ceiling, feeling the weight of her against me.In a few hours, she would leave, go back to her life in Bound in Blood.I would return to my role with the Copperheads and continue hunting for the information Vittorio needed.
But for now, in this quiet space between night and day, with Wren's hair splayed across my chest and her warmth seeping into my skin, I allowed myself to imagine a different reality.One where I hadn’t approached her with a lie — no matter how innocent or necessary — where the connection forming between us wasn't built on a foundation of secrets and half-truths.
