“Yes, Princess?”
“Shut the fuck up.”
He gave me a feral grin, blood still smeared across his face from where I’d punched him, and then he was kissing me.
And I was kissing him back.
Hello, Bad Decision.
Just like in everything we did, the two of us battled for dominance. Ryker’s tongue demanded entry, and I parted my lips, letting him in. The taste of him exploded across my tongue. I hated Ryker. He frustrated me more than any person I’d ever met in my life, and there was absolutely no future for us.
But he also made me feel alive in a way that nobody else had ever done.
And that, more than anything, was why I hated him.
This time, I didn’t hold back my moan when he bit my bottom lip at the same moment the hand on my hip slid between my legs and he thrust three fingers into my aching cunt.
I pulled against his grip on my wrists, and Ryker released me. The sweet, coppery taste of blood filled my mouth, a mixture of his and mine, courtesy of my now-bleeding lip. I wrapped one hand around his throat and the other in his hair as I kissed him back while riding his fingers.
My grip tightened around his throat, feeling his pulse flutter. Close. I was so close.
Pleasure rolled through me, a delicious tension building as he pumped his fingers in and out of my slick heat.
Then they were gone, and I felt myself step back from that edge of pleasure I’d been riding.
“What the fuck, Ryker?” I jerked myself upright, keeping my hand around his throat, and glared at him.
“Wanted you good and angry for this next part,” he rasped before grabbing me by the waist and lifting me up slightly until I felt the thick head of his cock push at my entrance. A wicked grin spread across his lips. “Show me how much you hate me, Rynn.”
“Fuck you,” I spat.
“That is the ide—fuck!” Ryker groaned when I sank all the way down on his thick, hard length.
A deep, husky laugh poured from me as I rolled my hips forward. He was bigger than anyone I’d ever been with, and I loved the feeling of my body stretching around him.
I kept one hand locked around his throat, but the other, I planted on his chest as I started riding him hard, chasing after the pleasure he’d denied me with his fingers.
“More,” Ryker demanded. “We both know you’re more pissed at me than that.”
I raked my claws down his chest, leaving thick rivulets of blood in their wake.
“That’s it, baby.” He thrust his hips in time with my movements. I let my head fall back, eyes closed as my pussy tightened around his cock. The sounds of our bodies joining filled the cavern, along with the scent of our blood.
For just a moment, I let myself forget everything outside this cave and just let myself exist. With him. No complicated pack. No pressing obligations. No monsters to be hunted.
Just two people enjoying one another.
Ryker’s hands gripped my hips, urging me to go faster. We were both breathing heavily, and when his fingers trailed down to rub my clit, I detonated.
The cavern swallowed my scream as the orgasm ripped through me. When my pace faltered, Ryker flipped us over. My back hit the cool stone, and then I screamed again as he pounded into me. He gripped my thighs, pushing them up until they were pinned against my chest. Something about this position made him feel even larger, and it was all too intense for my overstimulated body.
“Come for me again,” he growled.
I was still trembling from the aftermath of my last climax, but that didn’t stop me from coming again as Ryker rutted into me. He fucked me through my second orgasm before finding his own release.
Ryker stared at me for a long moment. His cock was still buried inside me, and I could feel the mixture of my release and his dripping out of me.
I didn’t hate it. If anything, it made me want to go again.
