“I’m only getting started with you.”
I let my lips take an eager path down her spine while my hands coasted down over her ribs and dipped into the divot at her waist.
Then I shoved two fingers deep into the heat of her cunt.
She gasped and arched.
“Are you mine?” I demanded, voice cut low.
I didn’t know why I couldn’t stop asking it. Maybe I’d just been so convinced that I couldn’t have this that I was terrified I was dreaming it.
Making this shit up because it seemed so much more unrealistic than the preposterous life that I actually lived.
“You know the answer to that, Silas. I’m yours.”
I drove them in twice, winding her up. “That’s right. You’re mine.”
She clutched around my fingers, and her hands curled into the tangled sheets. “Silas.”
“You want more, Little Wildfire? You want me to burn you up the way you’ve been burning me?”
“Yes, and I don’t ever want you to stop.”
She whimpered when I pulled my fingers out, then she was moaning a dazed sound when I spread her again and dove in.
Licking a path from her clit to her ass. Lapping and suckling as I went.
Brinley nearly lost it, her body rocking back in a bid for more. “Oh, fuck, Silas…”
“You taste like I already marked you, baby.”
She laughed an incongruent sound, her hair swishing around her, the tips brushing the mattress below. “Why do I get the feeling that marking is going to go a whole lot deeper?”
“Because I’m going to mark you everywhere. I’m going to make sure no one will mistake exactly who you belong to.”
Someplace inside me warned that I was making oaths that were going to turn around and strike me like a viper bite, but I didn’t give a fuck.
Not when it came to her.
I dove back in, spreading her wider so I could drive my tongue into her pussy. Fucking it in and out before I delved lower so I could get to her throbbing clit that was begging for attention. I let my fingers wander her cleft as I did. Roaming along the sensitive flesh, already knowing it was going to send Brinley out of her mind.
She went feral. Clawing and clutching and grinding herself against my face.
“Silas. Please. I need you.”
It was just as I thought.
She liked it hard and everywhere.
“Knew you were my match,” I rumbled.
I grabbed my cock and lined it up with her center. I thrust in so deep that she bowed forward on a muted shout.
But it was Brinley who was impaling me.
A total blackout. No sense or reason but the feel of her.
“So fucking tight and good, aren’t you, baby?” I could barely speak with the way she knocked the oxygen from my lungs, and my hands fucking shook as I gripped onto her hips to keep myself steady.
