I lifted my chin and shook my head. “No.”
He pressed his hips into me, and I felt an iron rod press into my stomach. He growled when my eyes widened. “Not scared, at all?”
I scowled, still pushing him. “Not at all.”
“Would it scare you to know that the things I want to do to you would break your sexy little body? I want to fuck you in ways that would leave you marked, Autumn.” His glare was full of dark promises. “I don’t just fuck. I claim.”
My core fluttered, and I tried to tell myself to leave it be. He was too much man for me, clearly. Even as I tried to control my mouth and stop pushing him to snap, my body arched off the wall to rub against him. “Big talk for a man who still hasn’t touched me.”
Apparently, that was as far as Griffin was willing to be pushed. His control snapped, and I gasped as he yanked me into his arms and kissed me hard. The room shifted around me as he lifted me up and carried me to the sink. My thighs wrapped around his hips, he held my hair in his fist as he kissed me so thoroughly that I lost track of where I was. He only pulled backwhen we were both gasping for air, and just to pull my head to the side so he could run his mouth down my throat.
I was desperate, scratching at his clothes to get them off. I busted buttons off of his shirt, but I didn’t care. I just wanted him in me. When I got his bare chest exposed, I raked my nails down it and bit my lip hard as he growled out my name.
I heard my dress rip as Griffin yanked the arms down my shoulders, exposing my bare breasts. He cupped them in his hands and squeezed, pinching my nipples as he did. I threw my head back and moaned his name, so far gone that I wasn’t even thinking about anyone hearing us. Jerking my arms free of my dress, I grabbed his pants and yanked his belt off. Throwing it across the room, I jerked at his buttons to free his cock for me.
Griffin reached under my dress and ripped my panties free in one hard tug, flashing me a feral grin as he slid the lace shreds into his pocket. He shoved his pants down and gripped his big cock in his hand, stroking it as he looked at me, spread out in front of him.
Still desperate to break his control, I braced my foot on the sink next to me and spread my thighs so he could see all of me. Slipping my hand between my legs, I watched him watch as I circled my clit and then slid my finger into myself. “Griff...”
He grabbed my hand and threw my arm over his shoulder as he pulled me forward on the sink and lined his cock up with my dripping core. Then, without any preamble, he held my gaze as he slammed into me. With a vicious sound, he gripped my hips and started fucking me hard and fast, almost punishing me for teasing him.
I held on with my arm crooked around his neck and my other hand on the mirror behind me. I locked my legs around him until he grabbed them and held my knees open, leaving me open and vulnerable as he hammered into me.
“Look at me.” Griffin barked. “Look at me, Autumn.”
I jerked my eyes up to his and felt my entire being shift for him as I met his heat-filled gaze. He shifted and gripped the back of my neck, holding me tightly, like he was afraid I’d get away, like he didn’t realize I was his.
My body pulsed around him, pleasure rocketing higher and higher as he ravaged my body. I was panting, moaning, and gasping with every thrust. He filled me and then pulled out all the way, just to slam home again. It was rough and wild, as uncontrolled as he was controlled in his normal life.
Pulling out of me suddenly, Griffin pulled me down and then spun me around so I was over the sink. He thrust back into me from behind, filling me even fuller in the new angle. My hands pressed into the mirror, my gaze found his through it. I was dripping for him.
Raking his teeth over my neck, he pressed his lips against my ear. “Your pussy was made for me, sweet Autumn.”
I moaned louder and then broke apart in a scream of pleasure when he reached down and pinched my clit. His other hand came up to my mouth, and he pushed two of his fingers inside. I sucked them without a second thought, a testament to how far gone I was for him.
Then, while holding my gaze in the mirror, he pumped into me harder and faster as he played my clit expertly. In seconds, I was coming hard, screaming around his fingers and bucking against him like a wild woman. Griffin clamped his hand over my mouth and buried his face in my neck as he slammed into me once more and froze with his cock buried in me as he shot what felt like buckets of his seed into me.
I moaned and shook as my orgasm cascaded over me like warm water, leaving me a limp mess of a woman, only standing because of Griffin. My hands slid down the mirror and I slipped forward, nearly banging my head on it, but Griffin was there, catching me and easing me back into his chest.
He did something then that I’d never experienced and that made me want to cry, it was so oddly sweet. He pressed his lips to the side of my head and gently spoke to me as I came down. None of it was clear or sensical from what I could tell, but the deep growl of his voice rattled through him and into my chest, comforting me after such a big experience.
I wasn’t sure how long I listened to him, how long he held me and comforted me, but by the time I was able to stand on my own, I felt centered and happy. There was no after-sex panic, no rush to get away from him. I felt close to him and just calm. My body ached from his rough treatment, but it was a sweet sting that kept me feeling close to him even as we cleaned up and got ourselves presentable enough to go back out into the aquarium.
I felt at peace as Griffin went to find a shirt that wasn’t ripped and I trailed along, looking at the different animals until he caught up. Then, he gently led me around with a hand on my back. When he caught my eye, I blushed, but it was sweet. I didn’t know how I could feel bashful after what we’d done, but I did.
I kept that level of calm and peace with me all the way until I crawled into bed that night, after I took off my slightly damaged dress, and after I’d folded it and tucked it into my suitcase for safe keeping. I wasn’t obsessed, but I was in awe of the connection I’d had with Griffin. I was in awe of having felt it with all three brothers.
I fell asleep and rode that relaxed wave all the way into the next day.
Chapter 19
***Autumn***
After a calm day spent with the kids and the dogs, I settled on the beach a little way down from the house the next night. The guys were back at work and the kids were asleep, so I had time to think for a moment. I needed it. I’d made some choices since arriving at the Phoenix beach house that I wasn’t sure were the right ones. Yet, I knew that if Zeke or Griff made a move on me again, I was going to go with it. It made no sense how easily I’d wrapped my head around sleeping with the two of them. It just worked.
Griff, no longer Griffin after being inside me, had somehow brought me a sense of calm that hadn’t faded yet. Sex with him was all-consuming and powerful. It just knocked everything else out of my mind, it seemed. That didn’t mean I still didn’t need to sit down and made sure I was okay with what I was doing.
I thought about calling Mom and talking to her, but I wasn’t crazy. If she found out I’d slept with the brothers, she’d be planning a wedding already. It wouldn’t even matter which brother I brought home, as long as I brought one.
