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With that, he undoes two of the restraints, one hand falls to my side, and one of my legs is now free. Wordlessly, Carter shifts so he’s pressed against my back. He runs his fingers over my bare skin, pausing to give my ass a light squeeze. Then he pinches the flesh between his fingers and makes another choked sound. I twist my arms over my head and grip the back of his neck.

When I press myself against him and wriggle, Carter’s breath is hot in my ear. “I can smell how much you want me, dove. How much do you want me to fuck you?”

“Please, Carter. Please.” My grip on the back of his neck tightens, and even though I know he’s not going to like me disobeying him. I don’t care.

There’s something low and urgent unfurling inside of me. I have an itch only he can satisfy.

Carter doesn’t say anything as he stands up and binds my hands together so I’m on my side, facing away from him. He gives me another quick kiss before he climbs back onto the bed and pulls me to him. I feel the length of him pressing against my ass, and I almost come apart right then and there. When he murmurs something into my skin, my entire body stills.

Then he sinks his teeth into my flesh, and I explode. I’m still bucking and writhing as I ride out my orgasm when Carter finally thrusts into me.

I’m disoriented and trying to catch my breath when he sinks his teeth into my neck and eases in and out. With a slight shake of my head, I begin to move against him, reveling in the feel of his body against mine. After weeks of trying to recapture how it feels between us, after weeks of waking up with an ache in my chest, it feels good to feel full again.

To feel alive again.

Each touch, each stroke, each thrust brings us closer and closer together.

Carter continues to ease in and out of me at a smooth and practiced pace, drawing out my release. I struggle against my binds, but despite my pleas, he still won’t let me go, and I know why. After everything we’ve been through, Carter still needs to feel like he’s in control to come back to himself.

And if letting him fuck me senseless while I’m curled up on my side, completely and utterly at his beck and call, is the way to do it, then so be it.

I love how his breath feels on the back of my neck and the sound of his heavy breathing reverberating inside of my head. And when he sinks his teeth into my neck again, and his thrusts change, becoming more and more frantic, butterflies erupt in the center of my stomach. I throw my head back and wish the distance between us would disappear.

Carter’s grip on my waist intensifies, so much so that I wonder if it’s going to leave a mark.

No one will be able to look at me without knowing I’m his forever.

His hands move down to my hips, and he holds me still. Then his breathing is haggard, coming out in short bursts as he thrusts in and out of me at an alarming speed. I climb closer and closer to the edge of my release, and when I explode, Carter undoes my restraints completely. Without waiting for my response, he flips me onto my belly and lifts my ass up so I’m on all fours.

He continues to pound into me with wild and reckless abandon, each thrust and each grunt bringing me one step closer to ecstasy.

And bringing us one step closer to salvation.

My eyes well with tears as I lift my gaze up and stare at the headboard across from me. Carter has one hand around my waist, stroking the sensitive skin with the pad of his thumb, and the other is gliding over the flushed skin of my back. Abruptly, his hand darts underneath, and his warm and smooth fingers close around my nipples.

He flicks one nipple and then the other and makes a low noise in the back of his throat.

It reverberates inside of my head as I buck and grind against him.

Carter makes another guttural sound, and both of his hands grip my ass, digging into the flesh there. Dual waves of pain and pleasure ricochet through me as he thrusts in and out, so every last part of me sings his name. He is coursing through my veins, and he has infected me, and I don’t care.

Not as long as we can move like this forever.

Suddenly, one of Carter’s hands darts out and threads through my hair. He pulls back, and little pinpricks of pain shoot through my scalp, erasing any last doubt I might have. Slowly, his fingers move through my scalp, overwhelming me with emotion. My chest feels like it’s going to burst when Carter releases the back of my head and pushes me forward. Then he eases out of me and flips me onto my back so I’m facing him directly.

He looks exactly like the man I fell in love with, powerful and in command, and not a single inch of him isn’t under control, but there’s something else there, too. When he lifts my legs up over his shoulders and thrusts into me, there’s a softness around his eyes that wasn’t there before, and even the way he breathes sounds different.

As if he’s opening up to me little by little, then all at once.

I let one hand fall to my side, clutching a handful of the sheets, and the other glides over his back, admiring his toned physique. With a smirk, Carter brings my legs back to the bed. Then, he lifts both of my hands over my head and buries his face in the crook of my neck. Wave after wave of desire continues to build within me. With a sigh, I link my feet over his waist and squeeze my eyes shut.

Then, my body is jerking, writhing, and spasming as I ride out another orgasm, even more powerful than the last. I’m gasping for breath and trying to see past the spots dancing in my field of vision when I hear Cater’s moans. He gives a few more powerful thrusts, and his own body begins to shake. When he releases my hands, I link them over his neck and bring his forehead to mine. His uneven breath is on my face as he rides out his own release, and warmth seeps between my legs.

Once he’s done, he lets out a deep and shaky breath, but neither of us moves.

I have no idea what’s going to happen once we become two separate people again, but I’m reluctant to go back to that. It’s been months since Carter and I have re-connected like this, months since I’ve looked at him and seen the man I love rather than the man responsible for so much chaos and destruction.

And I’m loathe to let the outside world back in. All it’s done is to try to tear us apart and give me too many reasons to leave him.

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