Fire shoots up my spine, locking my jaw.
I want?—
My balls tighten.
Fuck.
Fuck.
I’m coming too. My orgasm chases hers, brutal and mind-numbing. I’m holding Skylar up so she won’t fall to the side, but it’s a struggle.
Cum soaks my boxers as my dick empties itself.
This has never happened to me, but it’s so right.
Because it’s with her.
“Good girl,” I say.
Pulling her off me is agony. But I’m not away from her for long as I rearrange her on her back, then straddle her. Both my forearms cage her face, and just like that, I’m home.
The fact that she’s crying, that her breath hitches, I’m good with that.
She’ll learn to love me.
There’s no escaping this.
The bond between us is unshakable.
My bones vibrate with it. I cradle her face roughly to show her just how mine she is.
“What did we just do?” she demands.
When I stay silent, saving my answers for later, she blinks.
Her lips settle into a fine line. “Could you at least tell me your name?”
My name. That’s one thing I can tell her. One thing I want to say to Skylar. “Knox.”
“Knox.” Her nose twitches, fingers curling around my wrists. Hoping to appease me. Can’t she tell that she already does? That I’m losing my mind for her? “Could you please spare me, Knox? Could you help me save Bronwyn?”
“You’re polite. I like that.” I don’t. I like her fucking wild. But for now, this compliance is good for us. “Keep it up, and I might not turn you into my next belt.”
A scream lodges in her throat. I see it in her wide eyes. Her quivering chin. Her mouth that parts.
Not the time to kiss her,I tell myself, even as I shake her off me. My hand lifts the mask slightly as my body leans in like it’s been waiting for this all my life.
It has, that’s why I press my lips to hers. I kiss her because she’s fucking mine. That scream, it belongs to me too.
My mouth opens wider on instinct. Driven by lust and some primal need to taste more of her, I swipe my tongue over hers.
No time.
I pull back, loving her swollen, wet lips. The darkness and shock in her eyes.
“We’re going to give them a show downstairs.” I slam a hand over her mouth. Fuck, I love owning her. “You’ll pretend that you hate me. That you fear me. Then we’re going home.”
She shakes her head, her little fists punching me.
