Page 63 of Anywhere

Rook finally owning the number one was sexy as hell to me. He was rough, but I wanted brutal and dug my nails into his legs, making him cry out. His hands tightened painfully in my hair, and I moaned, loving the sharp bite it brought. His rhythm became fierce, making my eyes water. Shifting my hand, I cupped his balls and massaged them as he worked me over. The continuous groaning and animal-like sounds Rook made only fueled my desire until I was aching to explode.

The mimicking magic felt divine, but I needed more and slipped my hand between my legs. I grabbed hold of my throbbing shaft and stroked myself in time to Rook’s pounding thrusts. Closing my eyes, I took it all in. There was something so simple and powerful about letting go and enjoying myself, letting the magic do what it intended

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Rhys…Shit, yes! Aahhh!” he yelled and yanked my head close to his body as he came.

My nose was pressed against his stomach, and I could feel it flex as he came down my throat. The power made a miniature explosion like it was trying to combine into one. I groaned, coming hard, and had to pull away from Rook for fear of hurting him.

I flopped, and my back found the cool tile as my body convulsed uncontrollably with the pleasure pumping through my system on a loop. With each pulse that ripped through my body, I came again, and it wasn’t until Rook dropped to his knees beside me that I realized he was feeling it, too. When the sudden burst of power subsided, Rook collapsed and draped his arm over my stomach.

“If dat’s from a blowy, I be ready ta see what happens when I fuck ya.” I rolled my head to the side to look at his amused face. “Woulda been kinda nice ta know that could happen. I almost bit down,” I said, and then coughed a little from the roughness in my throat. It was glorious, and I couldn’t wait to do it again.

“Yeah, that would’ve ruined the mood,” he said, making me laugh.

My smile faded. “Do ya still wanna go? If ya really no wanna be here, I will no force ya ta stay. I be very aware dat dis was not yer first choice, but I’m no gonna be content ta be da runner-up forever.”

Rook pushed himself up, so he sat with his back against the wall, and I groaned as I sat up to look at him.

He rubbed at his wet hair before laying his arms over his knees. He looked like he was posing for a sexy magazine, and it was distracting as fuck.

“You mean like how I’m the runner-up to Mari?” He cocked a sexy brow at me.

“Ya no dat be different,” I said, and eyed him narrowly.

“Yeah, I know, and no, I don’t want to go. I’m not going to pretend that I love everything here and that I’m not going to miss performing, but this thing, this triad…I want to do it. I want to try.”

“Ya know ya can still perform, right? Who said ya had to give singin’ up completely?” Reaching out, I turned down the heat a little and sighed as the spray cooled my heated skin.

“What do you mean?” he asked, looking genuinely confused.

I snickered as I pushed myself up to my feet and held out a hand to help him up.

“I dinnie know who ya been talkin’ to, but just ‘coz yer in a triad, din’t mean ya have ta give up all of yer life from before it. I’m no’ gonna force ya ta stay here all da time and ‘ave dat turn into an argument between us. If ya want ta do a concert, then go, but da numba of concerts will need ta change with our new roles, and I cannie say I’ma gonna want ya gone all da time.”

“You’re serious?”

“Aye. We’d also need ta take even more precautions when yer on da road, or Hunters and Factions will take advantage or try ta hurt ya.” I reached for the soap, but Rook wrapped his arm around my waist before I got my hand on the little bar. I looked at him. His face was as serious as I’d ever seen.

Drawing me into his body, he stood silently and stared at me. I wasn’t sure what was going on in his head as his eyes roamed my face. The only sounds were our mutual breathing and the water as it continued to spray down on us like heavy rain.

Rook placed his hand over my heart, and I glanced at it, then up into his eyes again.

“I know that I don’t own this yet, but I want you to know that I do want us, no matter the shit I spew when I’m angry—and be warned, I spew a lot of crap. Also, if you ever tell anyone that I can be this sweet, I’ll deny it and punch you in the mouth,” Rook said.

I chuckled at that.

“I’m sorry for the pain I caused you with the rejection, and I’m sorry that the person you love is someone you can never have. I can’t even imagine.”

I looked away from Rook’s gaze as the fuzzy feelings from what we’d just done waned slightly with the thought of Mari.

“Aye, Mari and me had always known dis day would come, and I’ma no’ gonna be over her in a blink. I’ma jus bein’ honest. But I’ve always looked forward to the day of me pairing.” I placed my hand over his. “We may no ‘ave gotten off ta da best start, but I tink deres hope.”

I leaned in and kissed the lips that were calling to me. I was tempted to see if I could get my cock to stand again, but I realized he never told me how he’d ended up all bruised and dirty. Then I remembered he needed to talk to me.

“Ya gonna tell me now how ya got dis, or what ya were wantin’ ta say earlier?” I asked, touching the bruise on his jaw.

“Oh, that. Yeah, about that.” He rubbed the back of his neck, and I wasn’t sure I would like what he said next with the look on his face. “I found our third, and she’s kind of feral. She’s the one that did this to my face.”

I took a step back and smiled at the joke, but the smile slowly fell as I realized he was serious.