“You don’t understand. This… curse or whatever it is, it’s going to take everything from me. My hands ache. It’s progressed to my feet. It’s just going to destroy me.”
Torin walks over and kneels down in front of me before cupping my head in his hand. “I wish I could stop it. But until we figure out why your curse relates to the Doors, then we just have to keep fighting. It’s hard to fight. I thought about giving up so many times over the past two hundred years. But fighting led me to you.”
“You need to stop with this sappy bullshit or I’m not going to be able to let you go when you decide to fill your harem full.”
“Hmm…” he mumbles before grabbing the ball and putting it in my hand. “Throw it again.”
Kit’s completely focused on him, much as I want to be. I’m lost in his words and actions, and I don’t know what to do with them; even worse, he doesn’t seem to know either. So I stand up and throw the ball.
“That was closer,” Torin says as he tosses it back. While I can’t catch it, I do grab a practice sword off the wall and manage to use the tip to slow the ball’s rolling. Then I pick it up and try again.
It takes well over an hour before things kind of start to click. It’s not good. And the moment he moves to a new spot, it’s likeI have to relearn it all again, but it doesn’t take as long as it initially did.
And then he throws something that’s not a ball. At first, I’m confused and feel over it before my eyebrows arch when I realize it’s lube. Kit makes a disgruntled noise and scampers to a safe distance as Torin’s hands slide around me and he lifts me off the ground, pinning me to the wall. I wrap my legs around him while his lips crash into mine.
“I was going to ask if you guys wanted pizza, but I see you’requitebusy,” Mickey says as he steps in and turns around in the same motion.
I bite back a laugh while I drop from Torin’s arms. “You know, wecoulddo pizza first.”
“I really want pizza. Riley, I want to eat pizza off your body—” Torin’s eyes get wide at this idea.
“That was not on the menu,” Mickey says.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Riley
“We really need to get ready for work,” I mutter right before Torin’s thick cock thrusts deep inside me as I lie on my side on the bed with him behind me.
“You need no such thing.” Torin’s hand slides down my thigh, pushing it up before his cock shoves into me again and a pleased sound escapes my lips while I forget, for an instant, all about going to work. His hand drifts down to my cock, gripping it just right as I moan into the pillow I’m clutching.
“You’re bad for my sleep. You’re bad for my heart. You’re just bad for my health.” But then why does it feel so good? Why can’t I get enough of it?
He nips my shoulder before kissing my throat. “I understood none of that.”
“Of course you didn’t,” I say as his hand moves down my shaft. It feels so fucking good. How did I never know sex could be this addicting? And just when I’m nearing my peak, he pulls me up into a sit so my weight pushes me down on him, making his cock slide so fucking deep inside me that I nearly climax right then. He thrusts up, his hand stroking me just right, and myballs tighten. My fingers dig into his leg when I come, and his grip tightens as he drives into me. It’s like he knows exactly how to draw me along until we’re both at our limits before he comes inside me.
Instead of immediately pulling out, he tugs me back down on the bed with his cock still buried inside me.
“I know this ploy where you just instantly become erect again and trick me into another round. Off, off!”
“But I like it in here.” Torin kisses my neck, trying to coax me into staying.
“Nope,” I say as I pull off him. I sit up only to have him slip in behind me, finger trailing between my ass cheeks where his come leaks out of me. “You are bad for my health.”
“But also so very good,” he murmurs, sliding his already erect cock between my legs where it rubs against my balls and perks up my cock.
“No, dammit.” I grab him in a headlock. “Lt. Lindsey will have my ass if I’m late.”
“Oh, we can’t let anyone have this ass but me,” he says as he pushes me back down on the bed, but I manage to mostly crawl out from under him. “This is mine, all mine.” And then he bites one of my ass cheeks.
“You. Are. A. Menace!”
Torin laughs and lets me squirm out from under him. I make it to the bathroom where I wish, not for the first time, that there was a shower instead of a tub. I debate making the trek to Mickey’s bathroom in his house, but it sounds like a lot of work to dress twice. So I climb into the tub and barely get wet before Torin is climbing in with me.
“We are quickly bathing.”
“Uh-huh… sure,” he says as he slides over to my side and kisses me. I make sure not to reciprocate it and even drown him a little in the hope that he’ll learn from his mistakes.He’s relentless, though, and nearly gets me to cave for another round before my brain half-heartedly kicks in and I escape his advances. I bathe in record time before trying to get out of the tub, only to have Torin drag me back in.
