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He yanked me up higher until I was sitting on his stomach. Then he reached down, unzipping his jeans and tugging them down. My eyes stayed locked on his as I felt him kicking them off.
“I want to fucking feel you,” he said in a strangled voice.
I couldn’t stop the wicked smile that crept onto my face. I affected him just as much as he did me. A realization I enjoyed far too much.
I scooted back and raised up on my knees until I was hovering over his hard cock. He let out a groan when I slowly lowered myself down until I could feel him at my entrance. His hands went to my hips as he filled me, and I sucked in a breath once he was buried inside me. I’d never done this position, and I could already tell it was going to feel fucking amazing.
“Move, Kali,” he demanded roughly. “Grind on me like you did in the basement.”
“This is slightly different,” I panted.
“Better,” he muttered. “It’s so much fucking better.”
His fingers dug into my skin, and he rocked me back and forth. My clit rubbed against him with each move, and I let out a moan as I threw my head back. He felt so deep, and when he raised his knees, I shifted forward where he hit an entirely new angle.
Waves of pleasure washed over me, the wind hitting me and whipping my hair around. All I could hear was our heavy breathing and the water crashing into the beach. The salty air engulfed me with each lungful of air I took. There was no reason to be quiet or careful this time. Which was probably a good thing, because I wasn’t sure I could control myself right now.
I moved with Zan, finding a fast rhythm that had me almost dizzy with pleasure. He took control, his strength never waning as he rocked me on top of him. My body spasmed, my muscles locking up before a scream tore from my throat as my orgasm exploded. I clenched around his cock, and he let out a curse, thrusting harder as pleasure invaded every inch of me.
I fell on top of him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He didn’t stop, holding me tightly against him. Until he suddenly flipped us over, keeping our bodies pressed together. He slammed back into me, his lips finding my throat. He kissed me hungrily, his breaths coming out ragged.
“You make me happy,” he rasped, kissing my jaw. “Fuck. Nothing feels better than this.”
“Sex makes you happy,” I forced out, unable to let myself believe his words. “That’s not a surprise. It could be with anyone, and you’d say the same thing.”
“Pretend all you want,” he ground out, his voice tight. “But you know that’s not true.”
He let out a groan and suddenly pulled out of me. His hot release hit me on the inside of my thigh, and he stayed still for a few moments before collapsing on top of me. I could tell he was still supporting some of his weight, but I couldn’t move out from under him, even if I wanted to.
My chest heaved, and Zan finally rolled off me. I tracked his movements as he snatched his T-shirt before grabbing my legs and spreading them apart. He cleaned me off, gently wiping until my thigh was dry, and then fell next to me, lying on his back.
“Now that I know how happy my tongue makes you, I’ll use it anytime you want,” he said, tilting his head to look at me. “All you need to say is please.”
I rolled my eyes at his smug tone. “Maybe next time I’ll make you say please.”
“You’re probably the only one who could make me do that.”
His quiet admission was swallowed by the wind, but I still heard it. It made my heart skip, and I purposely didn’t look at him. His fingers trailed down my arm, and he lightly massaged me as we both lay there. Were his words the truth? I didn’t know. I shouldn’t trust him with anything. But I did in some sort of way. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have slept with him.
I stared at the darkening sky. My body was spent. But in the best damn way. My life was fucked. I was stuck with vampires and had no idea what was going to happen tomorrow. But moments like this made it easier to deal with. Even the nagging thought that I was doing this with a vampire didn’t dampen my mood.
Zan suddenly stiffened, and he muttered a curse while reaching for the blanket we were lying on. He scooted off it and threw it over my body before I could say anything.
“Fuck off, Pax,” he called out, looking over his shoulder. “We’re busy.”
My heart jumped in my chest when I followed his gaze to see Pax standing at the top of the steps that led back toward the city. I could see his mouth moving, but I didn’t hear a sound over the waves. Apparently Zan did, because he suddenly grabbed his jeans and slipped them back on. I stood up and resituated the blanket around me, making sure I was covered. I wrapped it under my arms like I would a towel, but still felt exposed now that I knew we weren’t alone.
“What’s wrong?” I asked in alarm, gripping the blanket tightly. I stared at Pax when another man stepped up beside him. They were far away, and it was getting darker by the second, but even from here, I could tell it wasn’t Viggo.
“I need you to stay out here until I come back…” He trailed off when he looked back at Pax, and a muscle in his jaw flexed when he realized his brother wasn’t alone. He spun back around and grabbed my arm, tugging me close. His lips brushed my ear as he spoke in barely a whisper. “Be very careful with your words, Kali.”
Confusion rocked me as he pulled away. What the hell did that mean? I glanced past him, seeing Pax and the other man striding closer. The wind whipped my hair around my face, but I kept my hands in the blanket, keeping it tight against my chest as a slice of fear shot through me. My survival instincts were screaming.
My gut churned as I snuck a glance at Zan. My emotions were feeding off his, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. He was stressed, and I could feel it. In turn, it was putting me more on edge. As much as I hated to admit it, I could read him. I could read his moods before he even opened his mouth.
It had always been easy to tell when he was annoyed because that was his usual emotion. But I could sense when he was angry too. Or happy. Turned on. When he was content like he was before we were interrupted. My mood changed with his. The only other person I had this type of relationship with was Warner. I swallowed thickly when it hit me that this was different from with my best friend.
I could read Zan better.
