Rule held himself above me, holding my gaze as he pounded into me. I grabbed his arms, holding on, accepting every brutal thrust. This time, I didn’t worry about seeking permission. It was futile. He drove me over the edge within seconds and never gave me time to come back down as he took what I so freely offered.
He leaned forward, pressing his hips to mine as he pumped deeper and deeper, his pelvis grinding against my clit. I exploded, surrounded by heat and light.
“I’m gonna come inside you,” he said through gritted teeth. “I’ve never…”
I dug my nails into his arms and tilted my hips, allowing for deeper penetration. I held my breath, wondering if I would survive the moment because no one had ever come inside me before, either. Not without the barrier of latex.
“Ah, Jesus … fuck … Laikyn…”
My name on his lips was the last thing he said as he slammed forward, grunting as his body jerked. I felt him inside me, felt the pulse of his cock and the warmth that came from his body. It triggered another orgasm, which dragged a ragged groan from him when my muscles clamped down on him.
His gaze lingered on mine for what felt like an eternity before he finally withdrew.
When he walked away, I stared after him. I looked around, expecting to see Jinx nearby, but he wasn’t. He’d left, too.
I won’t lie … there was a hint of regret that pinched in my chest.
Regret that they would one day be walking away for good, and for the first time in my life, I was hoping that wasn’t the inevitable outcome.
* * *
Jinx
I doubted Laikyn or Rule even realizedI had walked away when I had. They’d been too caught up in each other to notice me, so I’d taken my leave.
Perfect timing, too. The instant I heard Laikyn’s cry of pleasure when Rule rammed his dick into her, I would’ve lost my shit if I’d stuck around. If I could’ve explained what came over me in that instant, I would have. I couldn’t. I wasn’t sure whether it was jealousy or pure adrenaline that flooded my system, but something knocked me for a loop.
Rather than insert myself where I clearly wasn’t needed, I disappeared into my bedroom and opted for a shower. If lucky, they wouldn’t be fucking in the living room when I was finished. I needed dinner, and if I didn’t get food soon, my stomach was going to start eating itself.
Yes, that was me being dramatic. So fucking what? I was feeling a bit rejected, so what the fuck did it matter?
Why I thought Laikyn or Rule would’ve invited me to their couch party, I wasn’t sure. Rule had spoken as though he’d welcomed my attention, but the moment she got herself off with that damn toy, a flip had been switched. I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen him as intensely focused as he’d been when he prowled toward her.
As I was pulling shorts on, a knock sounded on my bedroom door.
“Hey, Jinx. What are you hungry for? Rule’s going to order food.”
Since she knew I couldn’t answer, I figured she was waiting for me to unlock the door and let her in. I wouldn’t. Hell, I couldn’t. I was pretty fucking sure she wouldn’t understand. In fact, she’d likely think I was some sort of psycho for having the collection at all.
She knocked again. “Jinx?”
Taking a deep breath, I moved to the door and unlocked it. I opened it enough to get out and locked the knob behind me, the key tucked in my pocket.
Her gaze shifted to my face, then to the door, and back again.
Her smile was slow and mischievous. “Are you hiding something in there?”
I played it off, grabbing her shoulders and turning her in the other direction. She giggled, leaning into me and letting me steer her through the house.
“You smell good,” she said, leaning her head against my chest as we walked.
I did my best to maintain a detachment that wasn’t working for me. Whatever my feelings for her were, they were superseded by Rule’s. He had married this woman, and I had to remember that. Even if the marriage wasn’t real, it still loomed between us, a silent sentry warding me off until Rule gave me permission to share what belonged to him.
When we reached the kitchen, Rule lifted his head. He had adjusted his jeans, but his shirt was missing. I could see the scratch marks on his arms and figured there were matching ones on his back. It sent a chill dancing down my spine when I thought about the marks Laikyn had left on me the other night after our tryst in the shower.
“Pizza?” Rule prompted, raising his eyebrows in question.
I nodded.
