Fisting my cock, I climbed over her, lining myself up with her entrance. When I didn’t move, Cadence threw her head back and growled. I leaned forward, capturing her lips with a bruising kissas I dragged my length through her slick folds, coating myself in her arousal.
“Please,” she whimpered as she lifted her hips in invitation.
The sound sent a rush of red-hot desire coursing through me, and I had to grit my teeth to stop myself from abandoning my plans and sinking inside her.
“Please what, Temptress?”
“Please, Ryker, I need you.”
My lips brushed against her ear. “Tell me everything.”
“I already did.”
“You’ve made an excellent start, wife. Now I want to know what you’re planning.”
Her brow furrowed in mock confusion. “What do you mean?”
“Don’t play coy with me, Cadence.”
I slammed my hips forward, my cock buried to the hilt as her walls clenched around me. A low, sultry moan escaped her, and I pulled out all the way to the tip before slamming back in.
“You’ve been creating distance between us, conspiring with your brother and the gods know who else.”
I rocked my hips, angling my thrusts so I rubbed against her clit. More inky tendrils leeched from me, tangling around her breasts and pinching her nipples.
“Did it ever occur to you I simply can’t stand your company?”
My laughter was dark as I set a punishing rhythm. My shadows snaked between us, and with a flick of my wrist, they slipped inside her puckered hole.
“Gods, gods, Ryker, I…”
Her words were an incoherent mess as she lost herself beneath the onslaught of sensation.
“You were saying?” I felt her body tense. “Something about not being able to stand my company.”
“I hate you!”
“I’m sure you do. But you also love riding my cock.”
My shadows expanded inside her, stretching her from within. I lifted my hand, wrapping it around her throat. Her pulse hammered wildly beneath my touch, and her eyes rolled back, lashes fluttering against flushed cheeks.
“Tell me what you’re hiding.”
“Nothing,” she gasped as I thrust deeper. “I’m hiding nothing.”
I slowed my thrusts to a torturous pace, barely moving. The sudden change tore a frustrated sob from her throat, and I leaned forward, tasting the salt on her skin.
“You’re lying.” My shadows tightened around her nipples, tugging and twisting until she screamed. “Tell me what you and your brother are planning, Cadence.”
Her eyes flashed with some emotion, guilt perhaps, before she masked it with defiance. “Leave Callum out of it.”
“So, you admit there issomethinggoing on.”
“Stop putting words in my mouth.”
“Oh, I intend to put something in your mouth, but it won’t be words.”
I drove back into her with such force that I became concerned about the integrity of the bed frame. Cadence’s lips parted on a sharp inhale, and I shoved my fingers inside her mouth, forcing her to choke on them.
