AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Our flights aren’t for a week,” Lena says, tearing a piece of bread loose.
“We might have to change those if we don’t work this out,” Kane says.
He leans forward and rests his head in his hands, drawing my eye to the way his bicep muscles tighten, to the way every part of him swells with tension.
At times like these, I can almost pretend that what passed between us in Medina – all the heat, all the closeness, the sensation of his tongue dragging across my sex – never happened.
It’s at night when things get difficult when my mind is left free to flow into my dreams where searing sensations scorch through my body and my only option is to reach down between my legs, to grind my palm against my sex and rub, rub, rub until I can feel a few precious moments of release.
I try to fight it every night, as I huddle beneath the covers in my bedroom. The nights here are deceptively cold, the Maltese brickwork doing little to trap the heat, making me seek warmth in the fantasies which constantly flood my mind.
Tonight is no different.
After we share a meal and I take a quick shower I lie down and tell myself I’m not going to think about Kane. I’m not going to let my mind stampede ahead of me.
But then his words start whispering across my mind, fierce and savage, deep and compelling. I remember the way he said we were going to be together forever.
We were going to have a family together.
I own you, he snarls in my mind, his phantom breath whispering over my skin as my hand slides down between my legs.
And then my door starts to make a creaking noise and I sit up, shivers moving all over my body, as part of me wonders if I’ve already fallen asleep and this is a dream.
Kane walks into the room, a hulking silhouette in the low light, his eyes the brightest part of him as they gleam and he stalks forward. His naked chest hard and – as he turns to quietly shut the door – I can’t help but let my eyes roam over his taut, tight back muscles.
“I tried to fight the temptation,” he growls, moving slowly across the room. “I swear I tried to stop myself. But watching you every damn day – sitting there with your head in your Kindle, sneaking glances at me over dinner – it’s driving me insane.”
What about Lena?
That’s the question I should ask him, but I can’t summon the words to my lips, force myself to ruin this moment when all I want to do is savor it.
“I thought you’d forgotten about me,” I murmur.
He stalks to the end of the bed, his baggy shorts showing a clear outline of his throbbing manhood, even in the semidarkness.
“I tried to focus on reconnecting with Lena, on scouting the Bratva with Jocko, but I can’t stop thinking about you. My seed, Kelly, won’t leave me the hell alone. It roars inside of me. It tells me to claim you, to claim you right fucking now – every second of every day.”
I whimper as he reaches down, bringing his hand to my chest.
He slides his hand under my shirt and squeezes onto my naked breasts, groaning as he tweaks my nipples softly, making them tingle with his touch. “Goddamn, I need you. I need you so bad.”
“But what about—”
Lena, I was going to say, but then his lips fused to mine, and a week’s worth of anticipation blazes through me, my belly churning with heat as he massages my breasts. I reach up and grip onto his shoulders, squeezing down on his irrepressible muscles, as though the harder I squeeze, the more I convince myself this isn’t a dream.
His free hand slips under the covers and slides up my leg, his finger pushing against my sex. I moan through the kiss, wriggling against him as he finds my clit and rubs from side to side, sending waves of euphoria boiling through me.
“You receptive horny virgin,” he snarls, keeping his lips close to mine. “Have you been fantasizing about this all week, the same way I have?”
“Hmm,” I moan, nodding.
“We can’t fight it.” His voice is breathy, husky, as deep as a predator’s. “We can’t stop it. This is beyond us, Kelly. It comes from someplace deep, primal and feral, impossible to resist.”
“I know.” I whimper as he shifts his hand up and down my sex, smearing wetness across me, his hand wedged in my panties. “I need you so freaking much.”
Chapter Sixteen
Kane
This past week has been torture, trying to stop my gaze from flitting to Kelly as I reconnected with Lena, trying to tell myself I could fight the siren call that blared through me every second of every goddamn day.
