“I don’t like what I see.”
“I’m going to show you whatIsee when I look at you.” It’s such a vulnerable place to be.
Ryder traces his fingers over my collarbone, his lips dipping to kiss my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. “Relax. You’re too tense.”
“I can’t.”
He moves to my left side, and suddenly, I’m laser-focused on where his hand ghosts a caress of my shoulder. “Does this hurt?”
“No.” My skin remains red, but the pain has subsided.
“Is this okay?” He leans in, ghosting a kiss on my marred flesh.
“You don’t have to…”
“I don’t do anything unless I want to. Look in the mirror.” I do as I’m told, my body vibrating with nervousness.
I watch his reflection press featherlight kisses over my shoulder before lifting my arm to his lips. “When I see you, I’m so fucking proud of you and gratefulforyou. Where you see scars, I see bravery. I see love.” He continues his ministrations, not shying away from the redness. “This is the mark of a warrior. You risked your life to save mine. For me, it is a badge of honor. You’re extraordinary.”
“I…” Tears spill from my eyelashes. “You’re not disgusted by me?”
He stops dead in his tracks, his eyes finding mine in the mirror. “Is that why you’ve been pushing me away? Because you think I’m not attracted to you?”
“Yes.”
“You are mine. I love every inch of you. This doesn’t change that. You’re stunning, and you always will be.”
“But you’re a voyeur.”
“Yes, and when you’re ready, I’m going to take you back to Venom, up to the voyeur level, and I’m going to watch you strip for me before getting yourself off for all to see.”
“No one will want to see that.”
“You’re worried about what everyone else thinks?”
“I don’t want to embarrass you.”
He caresses my arm before lifting it back to his lips. “You could never. I will be proud to let everyone in that club know that you’re mine. When you fall apart in release, you are so fucking beautiful. This…” he says, as he continues to caress me with his mouth, “… only makes me love you more. Trust me, everyone will want to watch you when they see what’s mine. Don’t ever forget it. You. Are. Mine.”
I relax into his touch as he cups my breasts before sliding his hand down my front and under the waistband of my leggings. Gasping as his fingers find my clit, I can’t take my eyes off his in the mirror.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you. Your sweet little cunt is ready for me. Tell me, baby girl, have you missed my touch?”
“Yes, Sir.” I pant, my hips starting to move against his hand.
“Good girl. Now, I want you to keep your eyes on me as I bring you to orgasm. See the obsession in my eyes as you give yourself to me.” His lips fall to my neck, kissing that spot behind my ear that drives me wild.
When I close my eyes to the sensation, he halts.
“Eyes on me, baby girl.”
I do as I’m told, my body heating under his touch. Sensation builds as I struggle to keep my gaze on his. But what I see there is raw, animalistic desire. Hewantsme. Still. After everything I’ve done over the past few months.
“Ry. Sir… I’m so close.”
“Come for me like a good girl, Aspen.” His touch is light but firm, teasing me to the edge as I hold his gaze. “Let me see you come.”
I crash over the edge, the sight of us in the mirror sending me headlong into the most intense orgasm. Ryder holds me tightly against his chest, his growing erection at my back.
