“That’s my good girl. That’s my good fucking girl.”
I gasped, moving faster, all the pain gone — physical and otherwise — replaced by the ecstasy of Hawk driving into my body, filling up all the empty places I hadn’t known were there.
“I’m going to come…”
“Fuck yes, Cass. Do it.” He drove into me so hard it almost hurt, but I didn’t want him to stop. I only wanted more. “Let me feel this sweet pussy come.”
I fell into the void all at once, light exploding behind my eyes as I cried out.
My body shuddered under his, waves of pleasure and release washing over me one after the other as my channel clamped down his big dick, forcing him to tunnel through me harder.
He lowered his head to my neck with a low groan and I knew he was coming with me, that he felt the release too.
“Fuck, Cass… Fuck yes… You’re so fucking good. So fucking sweet.”
He didn’t stop driving into me until I relaxed under him, gasping for breath, my body tingling and alive, limp as a rag doll but somehow already wanting to do it all again.
He lowered his mouth to mine and swept me up into a kiss.
And this time it was different. Not the hungry demand of someone desperate to conquer but the slow claiming of someone who already knew I was his and wanted to make sure I knew it too.
He got off me to remove the condom, then pulled me into his arms.
I nestled against the hard planes of his chest, chasing one of the inked birds with my finger. “Is Hawk your real name?”
“It is now.”
“So it’s not the name your parents gave you?”
“No.”
“Will you tell me that one? The name your parents gave you?”
He kissed my lips, then looked into my eyes. “Someday.”
It felt like a promise.
That we would have more days together.
That even Bram couldn’t keep us apart.
47
JAGGER
I knewthey’d fucked as soon as they walked in together.
First of all, Cassie had driven herself into the coffee shop that morning.
And second, Hawk had gone to look into some kind of breach with her router, something his friend Marcus had told him to check.
Now they walked into the kitchen together, Hawk holding Cassie’s hand like they were coming home from prom instead of coming home from fucking.
The smug bastard.
I wasn’t the only one who saw it.
“Congratulations,” Vigo said, his mouth full of Oreos. “You’re a woman now.”
