I felt her walls tighten, strangling my cock as if she’d never let me go. Then she shattered around me, her orgasm ripping through her with such force that her knees buckled. I caught her, holding her against me as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.
“That’s it,” I said, feeling my release building at the base of my spine. “Come for me, Temptress.” I pressed my mouth to her neck, biting down and breaking the skin.
Her cries filled the chamber, raw and desperate, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a final, savage thrust, I buried myself deep and let go, spilling into her with a roar that echoed off the walls.
We stayed pressed against the wall, both of us breathing fast as we came down from the high. Her body trembled against mine, aftershocks still coursing through her.
I pulled out, watching as my come dripped down her thighs. The sight stirred something primal in me, something possessive.
She turned in my arms, her face flushed and her eyes bright with satisfaction.
I stepped back, tucking myself away.
When I was done, I extended my hand to her. “Come, Temptress, you have a war to win.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Cadence
Ryker watched me dress, his hand still outstretched, with an unreadable expression on his face. I knew he was considering every angle, scheming ways to make sure the recent turn of events would play out in his favor.
The silence between us was thick, but not uncomfortable.
A loud knock cut through the quiet, pulling me from my musings. It was sharp and deliberate, making us both halt in our tracks.
My spine straightened, and Ryker’s gaze slid to the door, his jaw tight as he gripped the dagger sheathed at his hip.
An argument erupted on the other side, muffled by the thick wood separating us.
“I’m not leaving until I see my sister!” At the sound of my brother’s voice, the tightness in my shoulders faded.
“Perfect timing,” Ryker said with a wink as he strode toward the door.
A moment later, Callum, Riordan, Eamon, and Malesh stepped inside, taking their places before the fireplace.
“What the hell was that back there?” Callum said, his furious gaze locked on me.
Ryker’s low chuckle met my ears, and I ground my teeth together. If not for the worry carved into his expression, I might’ve smacked my brother for scolding me in front of everyone.
“If I didn’t meet their challenge, I would have appeared weak and made myself more of a target.”
“More of a target?” Callum scoffed. “Were we not standing in the same room, Cadence? Those people are already vying for your blood.”
“Callum —”
“Do notCallumme, Little Sister. I came here to protect you, not stand by and watch you as you willingly walk to your death.”
His distress was evident in the way he paced the small space in front of me, clenching and unclenching his fists.
My brother wasn’t just concerned for my well-being.
He was terrified.
Without another word, I gripped his forearm, pulling him to a stop, before I wrapped my arms around him. Callum was stiff for the briefest moment before he returned the gesture, tugging me against him in a tight hug.
“I refuse to lose you, Cadence. I didn’t come this far to watch you die.”
“And you won’t have to. I can handle myself.”
