How the fuck did she turn this whole situation on its head?
Why do I always unravel when I’m around her?
Because this isn’t just sex for her. Foreitherof us.
It’s an exorcism.
Every thrust drives out years of separation and abandonment. Every moan erases the words we should have said, but didn’t.Couldn’t.
We’re not just claiming each other’s bodies. We’re reclaiming the parts of ourselves we lost when we were forced apart…and when I was too much of a coward to fight for us to be together.
Sliding my hands up her back and grabbing the tops of her shoulders, I hold her in place as I force my cock into her with zealous, violent thrusts. The angle is wrong, though, so I hold her in place as I kick up to my knees, her weight suspended in my shaking arms as I fuck her as hard and as mercilessly as I’ve been wanting to since I woke up to her in my bed.
“Fuck, Kai, fuck!” she gasps, breathless, pained, her fingers clawing for anything in reach.
I hiss when she grabs my shoulders, one of her nails digging into Rooke’s bite mark.
That pain sends me to a different place entirely.
Somewhere savage. Somewhere dark.
Her gasps become whimpers of pain. Haven’s head lolls back, but I feel her body arching against my hands, her hips moving as fast as mine as she tries to spur our wild fucking to its inevitable climax.
It feels like dying when I force myself to slow down.
She groans, her hips moving even faster to compensate. Not realizing that she’s doing exactly what I wanted. That she’s fucking me—if not slow, then at least deep.
So, of course, I have to rub it in her face.
“That’s it, Miss H. Now slow the fuck down.”
Her nails dig deeper, and she misconstrues my hiss of pain as me being close.
Which I also am.
Jesus, I’m so fucking close I’m having an out-of-body experience.
Her hips buck up and down, her pussy dragging its tight heat over the length of my cock as I fight the urge to empty deep inside her until she’s overflowing with my cum.
But slow down she does.
And, fuck, that just makes it so much more intense. I can feel every inch of her as she swallows me inside.
When there’s no more pussy for me to fill, I push down roughly on her shoulders. She yelps in pain, and I see it flicker over her face like a spasm. Her eyes pop open, confusion quickly overrun with lust as I stare at her.
I’m sure she can feel my cock throbbing as I fight back my orgasm.
Maybe that’s why she stops breathing. Stops moving.
But then I feel her pussy clench, the tiniest flicker at the corner of her mouth as she suppresses a smile.
She’s trying to milk me so I’ll come faster.
“Jesus, Haven, I told you to slow down.”
“I’m not moving,” she says, staring straight at me with that coy smile still curving her lips. Her pussy flutters around me as she clenches, clenches, clench?—
“Fuck! Haven, stop! Fuck…fuuuck.”
