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My jaw worked at the thought, but I focused all my attention on Aela, on the woman who made me happy, on the woman I wanted to possess in every possible way.
She stroked me, a small smile on her lips as she did so. The gesture always amused me because it should have made me feel dirty, like a filthy little secret, but instead, I just felt cherished.
She was exploring all this new stuff that, to me, was old news. I might only be two years older than her, but nothing about sex was new to me. With her, however, it was like I was learning a whole new playbook. Just for her. For us. What we shared.
Her knees spanned my hips as she took me between her hands and carefully slid her way onto me. She was still tight, still so fucking small, but I gritted my teeth as I let her find her place. She was new to being on top, so I gave her the reins, letting her take things as slow or as fast as she wanted.
I knew that was the one way I could prove to her I loved her. By showing her that. By giving her that.
I never took from Aela. Never stole.
Watching her as she took me in, as she settled herself on me, I clenched my teeth as she rocked upright, then slowly cascaded back on to me. Fuck, it was torture. A long, rigorous descent into madness as I let her have her way with me. The only consolation I gave myself was to grab her by the hips and to hold on tight. My fingers might leave bruises in the morning, but she told me she liked that.
She liked waking up in the morning and seeing proof I’d been here. That it wasn’t just a dream.
I didn’t like marking her, but that she did fucked with my head so badly.
With her, I could be generous. I wanted to give her everything she wanted. Bites, nibbles, hickeys, bruises, a sore ass, whatever the fuck she wanted, I needed to give her. But I couldn’t.
If she showed up at school with a hickey? That fucker of a fiancée of mine would have her nose in our business faster than a fox could get through a hole into a henhouse.
Letting go of her hip, even as I clasped her tighter with my other hand, I reached between us and began to rub her clit. She hissed when I did, and her eyes turned moody, edgy. I loved when that happened. Her pace increased, finally, and she ground down every time I filled her fully. She’d twist her hips a little, making me appreciate the flourish and what it did to her tits, before she reached up and began to grab said tits and squeeze the life out of her nipples.
She liked a side of pain, and that didn’t come as a surprise. I knew her father had punished her with a belt as a girl. As much as I wanted to wring his neck over that, she behaved now and wasn’t punished often.
The second I graduated, I intended to get a place for us. My house would have Deirdre in it, but my home would be with Aela.
Da would want me to get Deirdre pregnant ASAP, but that wasn’t happening.
Ever.
I didn’t give a fuck what he said. Didn’t give a shit about what the family needed. No way was I spawning anything with Deirdre. My kids were going to be Aela’s. No other woman’s.
The thought shouldn’t have been as much of a turn-on as it was, but it twisted shit in my brain, and within seconds, I twistedheraround, spinning us about so she was on her back and I was on top of her. I plowed into her, hard and fast, taking what I needed, giving what she wanted.
I was a little rough, but all within the confines of what I knew she could take. The bed started to clang against the wall, but I was too far gone to care. As I shot my wad, she tightened around me, and she gasped her pleasure in my ear. Soft, breathy sounds that had me groaning under my breath, relief easing me down as I escaped in her body.
Slumping over her, my dick cosseted by the tiny pulsations of her pussy, I pushed my face into the pillow beside her. Her hands came up to hold me, her fingers digging slightly into the muscles in my back. She rocked her hips, wiggling around, and I let her, because I knew she was getting comfortable.
If Aela could have her way, we’d sleep like this.
And I was tempted.
Every fucking night I came here, I was tempted.
But I’d already made more noise than was wise. Even though her mom was doped up on sleep meds, I still had to be cautious.
When I could move again—ignoring the insistent urge to fall asleep—I reached for her wrist and pressed a kiss to the Acuig tag I’d had inked there. It was the only claiming I could give her, and while it’d never be enough, it gave me a sense of peace because I knew it’d keep her safe.
After I felt her erratic pulse against my tongue, I rolled off her, and slumped onto my back. She didn’t cuddle up against me, just watched me climb out of bed and head over to the connecting bath she shared with her folks.
I didn’t switch on the light because I knew my way around here as well as I knew my way around the rest of the place, but when I dragged off the condom, I frowned at the unusual squelch to the sound. When I peered down into the darkness, and saw shit, I switched on the light and hissed under my breath.
The condom was busted.
Fuck.
My mouth tightened, but I took it on the chin. I’d wanted her to have my kids, just not yet. I needed my ring on the cunt’s finger and Aela in an apartment, someplace safe.
Brain ticking with a million thoughts as I pondered my next step, I didn’t hear the footsteps behind me, didn’t even have it in me to jerk in surprise when arms slipped around my waist.
“What are you doing?” she asked softly as she propped her chin on my arm. I knew the second she saw it, because she tensed, then whispered, “Oh.”
Yeah.
Oh.
That about summed it up.
