He releases a feral sound, but his touch is achingly gentle as he slowly circles my tight bud. Forbidden pleasure I’ve never known before sparkles through me, and my body relaxes. The tip of his finger penetrates me, drawing a shocked gasp from my chest.
All I can do is tremble and repeat his name over and over again in a litany as he slowly slides inside me. With the vibratorin my pussy, I’m unbearably full, completely overwhelmed by him.
His thumb returns to my clit, and I sob at the painful pleasure. I come apart again. The orgasm is almost brutal in its intensity, ravaging my body and my psyche until nothing exists except Bones and the transcendent ecstasy he’s wringing from my helpless body.
My vision goes black, and I melt into the ground.
The world is warm and dark. A strange animal keening sounds through my hazy mind when he gently tugs the vibrator free. My pussy is sore and throbbing, and it’s the sweetest discomfort I’ve ever experienced.
I languish in it, sinking deeper into the warm darkness that enfolds me.
Or maybe it’s his strong, black-clad arms that embrace me.
He’s murmuring my name. Leather strokes my tear-slicked cheeks.
“Look at me, kitten,” he urges. “Open your eyes for me.”
I obey, and then I’m staring up into the crimson skull. It’s a comforting sight, and I wrap my arms around his shoulders to pull him closer. All I want is to be close to my masked man—the only man who’s ever touched me like this.
He’s fulfilled my deepest fantasy, and I’ve never felt safer than I do in this moment.
Until he shatters that safety when he says, “Fuck, do you know how goddamn badly I need to kiss you right now?”
6
RAND
I’m painfully hard, and it’s a miracle I didn’t come in my pants while she was writhing and screaming my fake name. The ache drives me to the edge of madness, and I speak before I think better of it.
My rough confession that I’m longing to kiss her makes her remarkable light green eyes flare.
This is it: the moment my mask will finally come off. She might struggle to accept my identity, but Karolina will learn to welcome my new place in her life.
I won’t allow her to slip away now. I’ve endured too much agony to get her here.
I reach for my mask, and her small hand shoots out to ensnare my wrist. She’s so much weaker than I am, but I halt as though she’s shackled me.
“Don’t.” She barely pushes out the quiet plea.
Is she…afraidof me?
My chest constricts, my ribcage pressing painfully against my heart.
I manage to find enough air to ask, “Did I hurt you?”
She shakes her head. “I’m not hurt.”
“Then why are you looking at me like that?”
She blinks, and something shutters in her eyes. “Like what?”
“Like I’ve betrayed you. Like you don’t trust me anymore.” Each word is a razorblade in my throat.
Her cheeks are too pale in the moonlight. “You promised the mask would stay on.”
My stomach drops. I did make that promise, but I foolishly thought she’d want me once we were finally together for the first time.
“I’ve worn it for the entire hunt,” I say defensively. “Did I not fulfil your fantasy?”
