He tangled his hand in my hair and yanked me backward, my legs spreading wider as he brought me to his lap, his chest to my back. My hands rested on his thighs as he scraped his teeth down the side of my neck and across my collarbone.
“Ride my cock, Cora,” he murmured, his hot breath along my neck sending a shiver through me.
My legs slid wider for purchase, and I rose before sinking down onto him. I was so close. My fingers skimmed my clit, but he grabbed my arms and twisted them behind my back, holding my wrists prisoner inside one of his hands.
“Naughty little witch. That’s mine.”
I gritted my teeth and tensed my muscles, making him growl. “Learning to play?”
I grinned as I rose before sliding down slowly with a small twist of my hips that made him curse.
“Fuck, do that again,” he groaned. I did, alternating between slow and deep, hard and fast, and no discernible rhythm, which kept him on the edge as I learned to play with a cat.
“Can you take a little more?” he growled against my ear.
“What?”
“More, Cora. Can you take me?”
I froze, feeling him pulse in the most intimate of caresses. But I was sitting flush against him, and he had one hand flattened against my lower stomach, keeping me pinned to him.
“Yes,”Indigo roared in my mind. Her power released fire in my veins, and Hudson jerked in shock.
“Tell me to stop if it hurts.”
How much more—my mouth fell open as the sensual pressure arched my spine. He was growing inside of me, inch by glorious inch. I gasped, and he held me tighter.
“You okay?” I nodded because words seemed like an impossible feat. “Good,” he said as he pulled free, spun me around onto my back, and slid back inside my body all in a breath.
He smiled at me as I wrapped my legs and arms around him. “You’ve been holding out on me,” I accused.
“Didn’t want to scare you.”
“You flatter yourself, Principal.”
“Hold tight to that conviction.”
His hands gripped my ass, lifted, and then sunk me down. I reveled in him. In his passion, his pain, his power. It was all-encompassing, and all mine. We got lost in the carnal dance, our beasts taking playful swipes at each other as we fell into our own world. I would give anything to stay with him in this moment.
He laid me back and took me slowly, drawing out our pleasure before we both came with a roar.
“Mine,” he snarled so loud the windows rattled. He buried his head against my neck and rolled us to the side. Still connected, still very much full. He stared at me like I was his sun and stars, and I gifted him with trust and my heart. We had to steal these moments and keep being selfish with them. If wedidn’t, we’d go mad. You had to cling to the good times to shore up your defenses against the bad.
“Mine,” I uttered before I lost my fight with sleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Be still my beating heart.
Isnuck up on my unsuspecting prey, marveling at my silent approach. If I didn’t already have a job with a secret covert organization, this untapped skill would totally get me hired.
I avoided the creaky floorboard in the hallway. The sounds of my family in the kitchen faded out as I put one foot in front of the other. My gaze narrowed at my quarry sitting in the window, surveying the gardens bathed in the early afternoon sunshine. This had to work. I’d tried so many things already, and while my life was full of so many unsolved mysteries, this felt like one I should be able to solve.
Almost there. I pounced, emitting a screech loud enough for cartoon heads to pop. Bella twisted her head and blinked at me.
A thunder of footsteps sounded behind me as my family and friends came to witness my failure. I pointed at the White Furry Menace. “You are not a normal cat, so stop acting like one.”
She lifted her paw and started giving herself a bath.
