“The others need to find their release,” Oleks reminded softly, his words husky and broken.
Julian helped Levi off of me, prying his fingers from my skin. I expected Griffin next.
But it was Maverick who was propelled forward by some invisible force. In my distraction, he had managed to rid his clothes. His cock was long and veiny as it bobbed up towards his belly button.
He stared at me with a critical intensity. “Raven,” he growled. “This was not the way our story was meant to be written. But the variables were incalculable.”
His words sloshed around my head, and instead, I raised my hands up. I didn’t expect him to lift me clean off the cushions. To tug me flat to his body. His lithe frame was steel against my curves. His lean biceps stronger than they appeared as he lifted me off the ground, forcing me to wrap my legs around him.
And then he was turning us, my back landing against a wall.
He met my attention for a single searing connection.
I gave a sharp nod.
He rolled his hips upwards into me. Into the mess that Levi left behind. His cock sliding in easily and without the assistance. His hips snapping forward as my back scraped against the wall. I welcomed the sensation, a shocking alertness piercing through the haze with each movement.
Maverick knew what he was doing.
He was keeping me in this moment with him. Forcing my sobriety in short bursts of discomfort.
“Just like that.” He bent his forehead against mine. His skin was cool and clammy, a welcome change from the heat that filled me.
He was extinguishing the fire, setting ice to it in the most intoxicating manner.
“Just like that.” He rolled up, offering short hard bursts into me.
Oleks’s hand finding my clit was both a shock and somehow expected. He had moved to the wall next to me and leaned against it as Maverick continued to pound into me ignoring him entirely.
Oleks’s nimble fingers were assisting in my pleasure, forcing me to the precipice again as Maverick’s cock experimented with a new depth and angle.
He lifted me up just a bit more and then dropped me. My stomach raised and rolled at the sensation, the fear followed by liquid desire. My entire body trembled as he repeated that over and over again. As I began to trust the unknown with him.
Maverick met my eyes once more, and in their depths, I felt a million unspoken words flicker and flutter, frozen before they could land anywhere.
My hands found his bare back, my nails digging into his skin there as he propelled me further and further into the unknown, as he created both sensory overload and deprivation in his addictive trust falls onto his cock.
“Fuck!” The word didn’t feel as if it left me, but it was clearly my voice. My body.
My trembling that ricocheted between Maverick and I as he shook us against the wall, as he found his release.
Oleks’s cool fingers on my thigh were the grounding I needed to land in stability and not a sopping wet puddle on the floor.
Maverick used his brain in every instance, and it was clear that even in his foggy state, he was utilizing it with me now.
And Ilovedit. It was addictive.
There were a few silent beats as we stared at each other. As Maverick panted. a fiery glint in his eyes.
A fundamental part of our relationship had just changed, but I wasn’t exactly surehow much, at least not yet.
Chapter 27
I Want You to Beg Me
Griffin
Present Day – Grypheem
