Page 75 of Enemy of the Heart

I can’t live one more minute without hearing her tell me she loves me.

It shouldn’t bother me that she hasn’t admitted it because I have no doubt that she does, yet there’s an uneasy quiver that ripples beneath my skin now. How do I tell the organ in my chest to get the memo? She rescued me from a prison, for fuck’s sake. She wouldn’t have done that if she wasn’t in love with me.

Her body turns into a block of ice, completely still in my grasp as her eyes close. The hands of time move slowly until she shifts. It’s subtle, just a gentle lift of her chin until piercing amber eyes meet mine again. There are a thousand emotions swirling in her gaze like a cyclone in the gulf. My heart thumps loudly enough that I wonder if she can hear it.

“I love you. You light up the darkness for me and make every day brighter than it began. I cannot live without you, Sean Diggory.”

There’s a jolt in my chest that feels like a shot of adrenaline straight to my system, and my body springs to life. She smashes her mouth against mine in a brutal, commanding kiss, and not even a bullet to my brain could pry her away from me. The metallic tang of blood hits me first, followed by the distinct taste of Lou. Cupping the back of my neck, her fingernails dig into my skin that’s slick with blood splatter as she claims me. The front of our bodies press together so tightly that I’m not sure where I end and she begins. I let Lou take the lead as her tongue slips between my lips and I surrender to her.

My heart beats against my ribcage more violently than a landlord battering against the door of a delinquent tenant. When we finally break apart, our chests rising and falling with heavy pants, I drop my forehead against hers. “You’re the axis on which my world tilts, Louhi. I would do anything for you.” No power in the world could stop me from being where she wanted me. She owns me, and I’m just fucking fine with having her invisible leash wrapped around my neck.

“I love you, baby.”

Louhi

I’m positively soaring. Professing my love to Sean was easier than breathing. I don’t know what I was so afraid of.

My cheeks ache from smiling, even as my heart fights to the death to escape my chest. I’m panting as I slam my mouth against his again. When he grinds against me, I groan into his mouth. I unbutton his trousers and shove them to his knees. “Fuck, I need you, Sean.”

His tongue slips into my mouth as his hand moves between us. He grips the waistband, then roughly yanks them to the ground. I didn’t have time for knickers earlier. I’ve only gotten one foot out before he lifts me by the hips and unceremoniously thrusts inside me. “You’ve always had me, Lou. From the moment I first strapped you to that metal table.”

Pops of gunfire echo in the background, followed by grunts and shouts elsewhere in the dacha. When he slams into me again, I moan and shake my trousers off my one remaining foot. My fingernails scrape over the smooth, warm skin of his back as I claw at him. He drives into me harder, his heavy breaths against my ear. His thrusts are at the perfect angle to drive me bloody wild. I come hard, screaming his name as I shatter with the force of a thousand broken windows.

“That’s my messy girl, coming all over my cock.”

The pressure builds again as Sean’s teeth find my shoulder, and he bites down. I thrash against the onslaught of sensations, making my hair fall in my face. The flame that blazes between my legs spreads hot and fast, infiltrating my heart.

“Who do you belong to?” His heavy pants and grunts bounce off the walls of the room, and I move my hand to clutch the base of his skull tightly. His measured strokes are long and hard as he fucks me, my other hand smearing the blood between his shoulder blades.

“You,” I shriek, my clit pulsing, “I’m yours.” And he’s mine.

My back arches as though my body is desperate for more contact with him as his hard cock slides back into me with brilliant force. Ecstasy bursts like warm sunshine in my belly, and my flesh tingles.

“Sean,” I cry out, my heels burrowing into the meaty, muscled cheeks of his arse as I rock my hips against him. He feels so good inside me, stuffing me full until I feel him in the fabric of my skin and the beat of my heart. Fuck, I really do love this man.

“You drive me fucking wild, baby.” I know the feeling.

There’s another shout from the other side of the house, followed by two more pops, but the only noise I truly register are the short, heavy pants, moans, and grunts shared in this room.

“Come with me, Lou. I want my cum dripping down your pretty thighs for the rest of the night.”

Ah, fuck. My head drops back against the wall, my pussy clamping down around him as my legs begin to shake. I fall over the edge as liquid fire pumps through my veins. With a rough grunt, he follows me over the cliff a moment later, his head dropping to my shoulder.

We stay there, tangled in each other and catching our breaths for what feels like forever. When I lift my gaze, I titter softly at the sight of the dead soldier’s blank stare and the pool of blood pooling beneath his head.

“I think it’s over now,” Sean mumbles against my skin.

Boneless, I blink as I listen closely. Only discovering muffled conversation and no shouts or gunfire, I huff out a laugh. “Any chance they saved some for us?”

He snorts. “I doubt it.”

I pout as he pulls out of me and sets me on my feet. His cum falls from my aching cunt, and I drag two fingers through it. I suck my fingers clean, and Sean groans.

“Just putting it back where it belongs.”

His smirk is positively devastating, and I consider asking for another ride when Honey Eyes’s voice thunders through the house. “You owe me a thousand bucks, Lou. If the two of you are finished fucking, you can see for yourself.”

Sean chuckles. “I think they heard us.”