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“Storm, seriously. I’m fine,” she laughs, batting my hands away playfully, and I let them fall.
Hearing my name on her lips makes me pause. Fuck, I’d missed her, and not just while she was unconscious. I missed her when she disappeared, and these last few weeks, while life kept getting in the way between Pike’s parents, school, work, and Garrett. That stolen moment in the library wasn’t enough. I could never have enough of her.
I step forward, forcing her to look up at me or back away to continue to meet my gaze. She stays put, her eyes never leaving mine, and I watch as her pupils widen, her chest rising and falling with every breath.
“I—I didn’t want… I didn’t want you to be alone down here,” she stammers, her cheeks coloring under my gaze, but she doesn’t move away.
She’s adorable.
I move without thought, unable to resist her a moment longer now that I see she’s okay. My lips find hers, crashing against them as if some force pulls us together, and she gasps. I swallow it down, taking advantage of it and plunging my tongue into her mouth.
She doesn’t hesitate, her tongue meeting mine, our movements almost desperate as I pull her against me. We’re chest to chest, lips on lips, and it still doesn’t feel close enough.
I reach down, gripping her hips, and haul her up into my arms. She comes willingly, her legs wrapping around my waist, and I feel her ankles cross behind me to hold herself in place. Her arms wrap around my shoulders to keep herself upright. It’s not necessary. I wouldn’t let her fall, but I can’t bring myself to complain as her hands work their way up my neck and thread into my hair. Her legs tighten around me as I run my hands up her bare thighs, inching higher and higher until they disappear under her shirt.
I spend a moment enjoying the feel of her in my arms, caressing her soft skin before I continue up to cup her ass.
Fuck, I love her ass.
I dig my fingers into the plush skin, and she lets out a soft whimper.
I worry I might have been too rough for a moment, but my concern quickly melts away when her fingers grip my hair harder.
I need all of her, and judging from the way she’s grinding against me, I think it’s safe to say she needs more, too. I slide my thumb beneath her underwear, slowly trailing my hand up and around her hip before letting it trail down toward her center.
She freezes in my arms, lips still pressed to mine. I feel the erratic beat of her heart as it matches my own, and beast or no beast, I can’t stop the low growl of satisfaction I let out when I feel her.
She’s soaked. Fucking dripping, and I’m not sure what I want to do first. The taste of her that day in the library sits heavy on my mind, as does my promise to fuck her properly.
I run my fingers up to her clit with just the slightest bit of pressure, intent on teasing her, but she isn’t having it. Pulling back, she breaks our kiss, gripping my shoulders and pressing forward into my fingers, her lips pulling up in a mischievous smile I’m all too familiar with.
I don’t think so.
I pull back, overpowering her and removing my fingers completely, and she whines at the loss. But I have no intention of leaving her wanting. I sink two fingers into her before she can do or say anything else. She’s so wet they slide in with little resistance, and I watch her face, hungry for her reaction.
Her eyes flutter closed, and a soft whimper escapes her lips as her pussy clenches around me, and I let out a hiss, imagining her gripping my cock the same way.
“I would have stayed in this fucking dungeon forever if it meant keeping you safe,” I tell her, my voice hoarse with need as I pump my fingers inside of her, pulling more of those beautiful sounds from her lips.
“But I’m so glad I don’t have to. I love you, Serena.”
Her eyes pop back open, and she looks down at me, her eyes searching mine for a moment before a soft smile pulls at her lips.
“I love you too, Storm,” she whispers, leaning forward to press her lips to mine once again.
This kiss is different. It’s not as desperate as the last, but it’s just as consuming, maybe even more.
Serena loves me.
She loves me!
I feel giddy. A smile pulls at my lips even as they press against hers. I feel her smile as well and pull back to look at her.
She beams at me, happiness swimming in her eyes as she slowly blinks them open. It’s intoxicating to know I’ve made her this happy.
I want to make her this happy for the rest of my life.
“Say it again,” I say, almost pleading. She chuckles at me, but I curl my fingers inside of her, and she sucks a breath through her teeth.
