“Your tight pussy is begging to come,” Briggs grits out, “I can feel just how close you are.”
The way his length plunges inside of me has my hearing going fuzzy for a moment as my heart pounds in my chest. It’s almost too good.
“Don’t stop,” I demand before desperation softens my voice, “please, don’t stop.”
“Never,” Briggs snarls.
Then he’s pounding into me, every movement rough and jagged. My fingernails dig into his shoulders and he growls, the sound feral and on edge. Good.
We’re surrounded by the wet sounds of him fucking me and a chorus of our moans, sighs, and groans. As I teeter on the edge, I pry my eyes open to find him already looking at me like it’s impossible for him to look away.
His intensity is addicting.
“Briggs,” I gasp and then my mind goes blank as my body locks up and my orgasm pulls me into a tailspin of bliss.
Lights flash and my jaw goes slack as I scream his name. My pussy tightens around him, my body begging for him to follow me.
He thrusts a few more times and then he’s balls deep inside of me and filling the condom with his cum. Catching my breath feels like an impossibility as I cling to him like I’ll float away if I let go. It could happen.
It barely registers when he flips us and I’m splayed across his chest. My entire body is still tingling.
“You know,” his words are breathless with a tease mixed in, “that’s not what I meant when I said I’m claiming you. I was talking about your heart and soul, Tempest, but I’ll never turn down your body.” He caresses along my spine and kisses my temple. “I’ll earn the rest.”
It’s the sweetest threat I’ve ever heard.
“I’ll earn being inside your sweet pussy without a condom too,” his voice is eager, but I’m too blissed out to even turn my head. “Then your birth control will magically disappear.”
My words slur slightly, “How do you know about my birth control?” When it clicks in my head, I smack his arm but there is zero heat behind the action, “Did you snoop in my bag?”
“Yeah, I did Tempest,” there isn’t a hint of remorse in his voice. He doesn’t even sound like he’s considered whether doing something like that would be crossing the line. He just forges ahead. “I was tested not that long ago, but I’ll get Doc to run another test, and he’ll give you the results. I would never put you in danger.”
He sounds so serious. I almost tease him about being so responsible, but the care at the core of his thinking has me falling just a little bit more for him.
“Okay, psycho,” I murmur, my eyes fluttering closed.
Briggs chuckles and murmurs about something being cute as he moves me, pulls out of me, and then pads across the room toward the bathroom. I don’t bother even trying to open my eyes. I’m only vaguely aware of it when he cleans me up and then wraps me up in his arms.
I fall asleep knowing the nightmares won’t touch me while I’m in my man’s arms.
My man. It’s strange and I want to trust it, even if it doesn’t last forever.
CHAPTER 11
MAYHEM
I think work is multiplying on my desk now that I’m sitting here. Or maybe it’s just my imagination because I’d rather be somewhere else. I was barely able to tear myself away from my woman in the first place.
Not only did I owe Lucifer and Scythe an update, but I had some paperwork to look over. That doesn’t mean it was easy to leave her in the common room. She’s with Mom, and Dad is there to keep an eye on things.
I’m not worried about her being safe, that’s non-fucking-negotiable as long as she’s in my compound. I just like being near her.
Burying myself inside of her last night was an experience, one that will always stay with me. The trust she put in me to give me her body, the way she let go and allowed herself to feel. It was sublime and precious.
And fucking hot.
The way her body writhed for me. The moans I pulled from her.
I can’t wait to bury myself inside of her again. I’ve been thinking about it since the moment I opened my eyes this morning. Believe me, I wanted to stay in bed and fill her tight cunt with my dick again.
