I frown when she pushes me away. Then, my heart feels like it will implode on itself when she takes the stick of charcoal to her bloodstained skin. Each line is messy and uneven beneath her trembling hands, some letters smudged by a wet streak. I stop breathing entirely when she stops writing the letters across her chest.
There, written in the remnants of my vice on her skin, is one name.
KOHEN‘S
Wiping away the tears with the back of her hand, she says, “I want to be yours, Kohen.” There’s so much surety in Blaze’s voice that I feel like I’ve been hit a thousand times over.
She’s saying my name and she’s saying it like she loves it. Wants it.Needs it.
I cup her jaw in my hand, swinging my gaze between her and the letters on her chest. “You always have been. It’s not something you’ve ever had a say in.Blaze and Kohen.” At her furrowing brows, I explain, “That’s what I carved into the bat I wanted to give you whenwe were kids.”
The fiery beauty in front of me sniffles and wipes away the remainder of her tears. “You were trying to kill me with it,” she protests, all hard lines and brimming with fire.There’s my girl.
“No, Klepto. Your arms were weak, and you were shit at throwing punches.”
Her jaw drops.
“I got it for you so you wouldn’t hurt yourself and you’d finally do some real damage.”
Blaze’s face twists into a mix of irritation and shock until it settles on a barely restrained smile that lights up the blues of her eyes before her pupils dilate. She lowers her forehead to mine. “Kiss me, Pyro.”
“Say please.”
She hits my chest. “Now, asshole.”
I shrug. “You know what you need to say.”
“Fine.”
A grunt escapes me as she shoves me onto my elbows, then raises her hips, positioning me at her entrance to lower herself onto the tip. The muscles in my abs quake as her cunt swallows my cock, milking me without even moving.
“My little slut is doing so good,” I say when she whimpers and halts her descent. Balancing on one arm, I circle my thumb around her clit and capture one of her nipples between my teeth.
She unleashes a strangled moan that has her easing herself further onto my cock. White dots flash behind my eyes, and I have to concentrate on the sound of the dying fire so I don’t finish before she gets to come again. The tension in my balls tightens as she starts bouncing on my dick, taking me a little deeper each time she goes.Leaning back, I watch her eyes flutter closed and her lips part as she cries out every curse known to man.
I flip us over and pummel her into the floor. I tower over her as I imprint each letter of my name on her chest into memory.Blaze is mine.She finally wants to be mine.
I kiss her because if I don’t, I might say something that will make her take the words back. My eyes dart up to the fire above us as I nuzzle into the crook of her neck, feeling the blood bead along my back from her nails digging there.
She clamps her teeth down on my shoulder, and I grip her thigh, slamming into her to make her scream and release my flesh from between her teeth.
“How many fucking bite marks am I going to need to tattoo, Thief?” I growl.
She shrugs, panting as a coy grin spreads across her face. “Until you’re covered in them.”
I could get used to this.
“I’m burning for you.” My voice comes out like gravel as I fight the urge to come.
She snorts. “That’s the most embarrassing shit I’ve ever heard.”
Fucking hell.
My fingers move from her clit to her neck. “Enough talking, Blaze.”
She manages to wink before I start rutting into her, slamming all the way into her each time I do. My kleptomaniac slaps my back uselessly as my vision swims. I grab onto her throat, keeping her right beneath the fireplace that’s coating us in a fresh layer of smoke.
“Who’s my dirty whore?” I grunt, breathing in the smell of cherries and ash.
