With a glance at my oversized shirt, he clucked his tongue in annoyance. The garment immediately dispersed into nothing more than receding shadows. My bare chest heaved at the sudden loss of my top, and the warm embers burning at my center only increased thanks to those golden eyes tracing my breasts and the tattoo above and between them.
His mouth closed around the tattoo near my cleavage. Like a wild animal, he licked, sucked, and bit all along the gothic moth design while demanding, “Does your man know I gave this to you? Does he know you were mine first?”
Mine.
I bit my lip around a groan as pleasure shook my body from the mere word uttered in such a possessive tone. He caught the sound and rolled his hips against my core to rub me through my underwear. The motion drew the sound I fought to contain from my lips.
Embarrassed to have been caught enjoying what he was doing to me, I struggled against his hold on my wrists while laughing cynically. “I was never yours.”
If the words hurt, he didn’t let onto the fact. Instead, his grip on my wrists were replaced with shadows. Like the day he’d tattooed me, the bindings held me immoble despite their airy design. He leaned back on his haunches and met my stare. Though I couldn’t hold his gaze long with his perfect fucking body inches from me. The well-defined pecs, abdomen, and the inverted crosses inked into the area above each pelvic bone made my mouth water.
“Not mine?” he queried as he undid his pants. His hard cock was freed moments later. “Keep lying to yourself. I don’t mind. I’ll just have to remind you.”
Chapter30
Xander
(One Year Ago)
I’D NEVER FELT SO MANY emotions warring within myself at once.
Desperate desire for the naked girl pinned in front of me.
Furious uncertainty about what happened a year ago.
Rage that she’d moved on and let another man behind her precious walls.
Anguish. Relief. Lust. Aggravation. Euphoria. Fear.
So many fucking things were going on in my head and practically tearing me apart at every angle in an effort to dominate. But there was one that stood out from the rest, a feeling that shared in each of those other feelings to create this overwhelming swelling within my chest.
I grabbed my swollen dick, pumping it in one hand while dragging two fingers through her glistening spread pussy. Her dripping arousal coated my clawed fingers. I barely resisted the urge to press the tip of those sharp nails in a way that would both hurt and please. Instead, my demonic claws gave way to my human fingers just as I swirled the two digits right at her entrance.
Her back arched, and her eyes rolled back into her head. “Holy shit.”
“There’s nothing holy about what we’re doing, Ghost.”
I pumped and stretched her entrance. She was tight as fuck, which made me want to laugh ruefully. Clearly, that Alex prick either hadn’t treated her well while he was here or he had nothing to work with. The latter made me work her pussy harder with my fingers, curling and circling them right against where I knew would feel best. Sure enough, she spasmed and moaned in response, which made the ache in my cock grow.
“Say it,” I ordered her while adding a third finger.
“What?” she asked breathlessly.
“Say you’re mine.”
“Go to Hell,” she tried to bite back, but the words got lost in a shaky gasp.
The corner of my lip rose in a mischievous smirk. “Gladly.” I withdrew my fingers from her pussy to replace them with the tip of my cock. “But please know, I’ll be dragging you there with me.”
I grabbed her hips and thrust mine forward, swiftly seating myself inside her. I let out a sharp breath as her cunt squeezed me just right. She shook hard in my arms with mouth agape and eyes tightly shut. I dove into her mouth, tangling our tongues while keeping her pinned between the headboard and my body. Shadows held her wrists hostage against the headboard as I gripped her hips tightly to push in and out of her.
“Say it,” I hissed into her mouth, pleasure rippling through my cock.
“Xander,” she gasped, and her body trembled. Her glasses had gone crooked, and the green eyes behind them blurred with lust.
“Say it,” I demanded once more, angling myself even deeper.
“I’m—” She threw her head back and bucked against my dick buried deep inside her. “—cumming!”