Kallie's hips rolled against his, the friction drawing a groan from him."I'm okay."
"I'll kill anyone who hurts you."Finn yanked her top up and over her head in one sharp motion, the fabric catching for a second on her wrists before she shook it free.
Kallie's breath hitched as his mouth found her collarbone, teeth scraping skin, and her fingers twisted in his hair to pull him closer.She fed his anger, letting him take his frustration out on her.
Tonight, he wanted it rough.He wanted to hurt.He wanted to fucking feel.
"Finn."She gasped when his knee pressed between her thighs, the pressure just shy of too much."Oh, God."
He dragged his lips down her sternum, pausing to flick his tongue over one nipple, then the other, relishing the way her back arched off the bed.Her hands scrabbled at his belt, clumsy with urgency, and Finn let out a rough exhale.His fingers hooked the waistband of her jeans and panties, tearing them down with a sharp jerk.
Kallie gasped, lifting her hips toward his touch.He slid his fingers through her wetness, his thumb circling her clit with enough pressure to make her whine.
"So no now or I'm not stopping," he said, his voice low and taunting.
Kallie's answer was a choked moan as he pushed two fingers inside her, curling them just so, and her thighs trembled around his wrist.
"Didn't think so," he muttered, leaning down to bite at her inner thigh while his fingers worked her deeper, faster.
She came with a sharp cry, her body tightening around him, but Finn didn't let up—just slowed his pace, drawing it out until she squirmed beneath him, oversensitive and panting.
"Oh, God.I can't...take...any...more."Kallie gasped, but her legs were still spread wide, her feet digging into the small of his back.
Finn wiped his fingers on his chest before undoing his belt, followed by the rough drag of his jeans down his thighs.Kallie's gaze raked over him, her teeth catching her lower lip as she reached for him, but Finn caught her wrist, pinning it above her head.
"Not yet."His free hand skimmed down her side, tracing the curve of her hip before gripping hard enough to leave marks.
Her breath hitched, and he could feel her pulse thrumming under his fingers—fast, alive, matching the adrenaline still coursing through him.His possessive need to shelter her from everyone still caused his blood to roar through his veins.
She writhed beneath him, her hips lifting in silent demand, but Finn held her still, his mouth trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her stomach.He would put all his marks on her body, so everyone could see who she belonged to.
"Finn."She gasped, her voice fraying at the edges.
He smirked against her skin, nipping at the soft flesh just below her navel.He could taste the salt of her sweat, feel the tremble in her muscles as she fought not to buck against him.It was intoxicating, this control, this give-and-take while she melted under his touch even as she challenged him with every breath.
When he finally let go of her wrist, her fingers immediately tangled in his hair, tugging him up to meet her mouth.The kiss was messy, all teeth and clashing tongues, and Finn groaned into it, his hips grinding against hers.Kallie's legs wrapped around him, her heels urging him closer.He sank into her in one sharp thrust, her moan swallowed by his mouth.
For a moment, they stayed like that, locked together, breathing ragged.Then Kallie bit his lip, hard, and Finn snarled, his hips snapping forward in retaliation.She moaned, and he caught the sound with his mouth, swallowing it as he set a punishing rhythm.The bed rocked beneath them, the headboard thudding against the wall, but neither of them cared—not when Kallie was arching beneath him, her nails scoring down his back, not when every thrust dragged another broken sound from her throat.
Finn's rhythm stuttered when Kallie's nails bit into his shoulders, her thighs clamping tight around his hips as she dragged him deeper.
"Harder," she said on a hiss, her voice unraveling into a moan as he obliged, slamming into her with a force that had her scrambling for purchase against the sheets.
The heat between them was visceral, sweat-slick skin catching where their bodies met, the air thick with ragged breathing and the wet slap of flesh.
She arched beneath him, her back bowing off the mattress as his thumb found her clit again, circling roughly.Kallie's head thrashed against the pillows, her cry sharp and unchecked when she came, her muscles clamping around him like a vice.Finn gritted his teeth, his hips faltering for just a second before he redoubled his efforts, chasing his own release with a desperation that bordered on savage.
"Look at me."He growled, tightening his fingers on her hip.
Kallie's lashes fluttered open, her pupils blown wide, and the raw hunger in her gaze was nearly enough to undo him.He could feel the way her body still trembled beneath him, the aftershocks of her climax rippling through her as he drove into her relentlessly.Her lips were swollen, her throat flushed, and when she dragged her nails down his chest, Finn swore under his breath, his rhythm stuttering.
She accepted his raw hunger and gave it back to him.Tonight's fight brought out a possessive need to prove to everyone that Kallie was his.In that moment, he had no control over himself.He would've done whatever it took to protect her.
If that meant killing Mace, he would've done it without a thought.
She rolled her hips, meeting his every thrust."You're mine," she taunted, her voice hoarse.
Finn's nostrils flared.She'd never get the upper hand on him.Though he'd enjoy it if she tried.
