“Yes, Dove?” He rolls his hips again, slow, deliberate torment. I moan. I swear I’m seeing stars. “Say it,” he breathes. “Or I stop.”
My mind snaps. I can’t take it anymore. “Fuck me,” I choke out. “Cyan… I want you to fuck me.”
The effect is immediate; his control fractures. In one rough, efficient motion, he frees himself, shoves his pants down just enough, and presses the thick head of his cock against my entrance. Then he pushes in, stretching as he sinks in deep. The feel of him in me is shockingly perfect. My walls clench around him, greedily pulling him in as he buries himself to the hilt.
“Holy… fuck,” he grits out, eyes squeezing shut for a beat like he’s fighting not to lose it. “You feel like fucking heaven, Dove.” I can’t think. All I know is him—his body, his scent, his heat. His hands lock on my hips, holding me tight as he tries to give me a moment to adjust.
I don’t want it. “Move,” I gasp. “Fucking move, Cyan.” That’s all it takes.
He growls low in his throat and thrusts deep. The world narrows to the rhythm of his body pounding into mine. Every stroke hits the right spot inside me that sends me spiraling higher, unraveling piece by piece.
“You’re everything I want,” he rasps, his accent roughening. “You are fucking mine, lass.” His words brand me as surely as his body does. “Who does this pussy belong to?”
I don’t recognize my own voice when I gasp, “You. I’m yours. It belongs to you.”
The orgasm hits like a tidal wave, tearing through me. I crash into sweet oblivion. My muscles convulse around him, vision going white at the edges. I hear him swear, feel him tense, and then he follows me over, thrusting hard as heat floods inside me. For a moment, we’re both still. Breathing, just existing in the wreckage of what just happened. Cyan exhales, leaning down to brush his lips against my damp forehead.
“Finally,” he murmurs, voice wrecked. He kisses me, and something in my chest shifts.
Because I know, with bone-deep certainty, there’s no coming back from this
Thrity- Nine
“She gave herself to me and carved her name into my fucking soul.”–Cyan MacBrady.
Aria’s body is still molded against mine as I pull away from her lips, her breath warm, her skin flushed.Finally. Fucking finally.The war she waged against me, against herself, is over–for now, at least. She might tell herself it was a lapse, a moment of weakness, but we both know the truth. She was always going to be mine.
I drag my fingers down her body, feeling the way she shivers. She fits under me as though she was made for this—for me. And fuck it,I’m not letting her go.I take my time as I pull out and rise, shoving my pants and boxers the rest of the way off. My shirt’s still half on; I strip it over my head, watching her the whole time. My Dove, her chest rising and falling in a dazed rhythm, eyes heavy from what we just did. It feels right possessing her, marking her. Hearing her scream as I fucked her senseless. No war, no enemy, no ghost from my past can touch what happened here. These blessed moments will be among my most treasured memories. She’s still riding the high, lost in it, her gaze trailing over my body, drinking me in like she can’t help herself. Until her gaze drops between us.
I watch the exact moment pleasure drains from her face, replaced by something sharp and cold.
“We didn’t use a condom.”
I meet her stare without flinching. “I know.” Her nostrils flare. I fold my arms. “Aria, I know you’re on the pill”
Her eyes flash, and my stomach knots at what I see there. “That’s not the point,” she hisses. “There are other things to consider.”
I fold my arms, forcing my temper down. “I’m clean… I get tested regularly.”
“Cyan, I don’t know you. I don’t know where you’ve been. You could’ve fucked someone else before coming home and then—”What the fuck did she just say?
Fire punches into my chest. “Are you fucking serious right now?”
She lifts her chin, bare and beautiful and furious, the blush on her breasts at odds with the scorn in her eyes. “Let me rephrase. Do you fuck Elana without a condom?”
I go still. My spine snaps straight at the sound of that name on her lips. “What?”
“Don’t play dumb. You took her to the mayor’s ball, didn’t you?” Her voice is sharp, but underneath it I hear something else. Raw hurt. “Were you trying to keep it secret?”
Now I understand, remembering Rosa’s warning…Lucilla.That interfering, miserable woman. I’ll have a word with Thomas. If she wants to burn down her own marriage, fine. She can keep her poison words the fuck out of mine. Kicking my clothes aside, I step closer. “I’ve fucked—” I raise a finger, pointing right at her, “one woman without a condom.”
That makes her pause. She crosses her arms, glaring, as if she just caught me in a lie. “Cyan, even if I believed you, me being the only woman you fuck without one doesn’t make it okay if you’re fucking her too.” She still doesn’t get it.
“For fuck’s sake, Aria, I haven’t been with another woman since the night I met you.” It comes out harsher than I intend. Her eyes widen, but instead of softening, her temper spikes.
“You’re lying,” she spits, sitting up, breasts bouncing with the movement. “I don’t believe you.”
My jaw locks. It shouldn’t matter this much whether she believes me. But it does. The disbelief cuts deeper than I’d ever admit. “You don’t get it, do you?” I move closer, voice dropping. “You’re not just another fucking notch.” She blinks. “You’re the only woman in my life, believe it or don’t. It’s still the truth.”I lean in, my face inches from hers. “You think you can push me away? Run from this? From me?” My tone turns lethal-soft. “It doesn’t work like that, Dove. You were mine the second I decided it. No matter how hard you fight. No matter what bullshit excuse you use to keep me at arm’s length. That won’t change.” Her pupils blow wide, her pulse fluttering in her throat. Her body reacts even as she tries to hold the line. “You can hate me. You can deny me, and you’ll still be mine.Every. Fucking. Piece. Of. You.” I enunciate every word. I press my forehead to hers, voice a low growl. “No one else will ever touch you. No one else will ever fucking have you, and if they try… they die.”
