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His hand slipped under my shirt.God. I hadn’t been touched in so long, would I even remember what to do? Would my body? And all the while, Ray had been here, working for the Kingsnakes, and...
I pushed away from him, and confusion ran across his face. “I thought you said you don’t breed the girls here.”
Ray’s face relaxed, his expression shifting to a small smile. “This isn’t breeding, and you aren’t one of the girls.” He removed his hand from under my shirt, toying with a strand of hair resting against my neck. Even the smallest touch from him sent me into a desperate tailspin, and I wasn’t sure how I had managed so long without him.
Why had I run away in the first place?
But still I narrowed my gaze, ignoring my body’s reaction to his touch.
“If this isn’t breeding, what is it then?Making love?Because I sure as hell don’t do that. We used to, but that was then, in a different world. Not this one.”
The hand toying with my hair slid to my scalp, tangling in the strands and pulling my head back to look up at him. The sweet, gentle boy I had known in university was long gone, replaced by this man who knew how to get what he wanted. “This is fucking, Mila. And you want it as badly as I do.”
God, I did. But wouldn’t it be weak to cave to his touch, especially in the den of wrongdoings I found myself in? I wasn’t sure I cared, even though I knew I should. It had just been so damn long. Too long. One stolen moment couldn’t hurt, surely. And it wasn’t like it would affect anyone else’s situation around me. One slip of control, and then I could be all business. Except…
“What about Ella?” Ray’s brows furrowed, his hand tightening in my hair. Damn, it felt good.
“Ella?”
I tried to nod, but couldn’t under Ray’s firm grip. “You said you’re here for Avery and Ella. I’m assuming Ella must be your wife, or girlfriend, or something. And I’m going to guess she doesn’t know about the Kingsnakes, or me.”
Please say you don’t care.
He let out a low chuckle, the sound bringing me back to a different place, a better time. “Ella is my youngest sister. You don’t know about her because she was born after you left.”
“Oh.” I felt foolish, certain a blush would quickly spread across my cheeks. But damn, I was relieved. “Okay.”
“Do you think you can keep any other questions to yourself until after I’ve dealt with a decade’s worth of needing you?” Ray dove his face further into my neck, pressing hard kisses against my tender skin.
His touch overwhelmed me, darkening my senses until there was no more motel. No more Kingsnakes. No more Collapse, or years spent apart. Everything bled away, until it was just Ray’s hands on my body, taking control in a way I’d forgotten how much I’d missed.
“Stop talking and fuck me,” I murmured, resting my hands on his denim-clad hips and pulling them closer.
“I knew you’d see it my way.” His mouth covered mine, planting desperate kisses that I eagerly returned.
I shouldn’t have worried. My body responded to him as easily as it ever had. Better, if anything, probably from the years of isolation and solitude. I groaned against his lips, enjoying the way his breath grew heavier and heavier.
His hand tugged at my scalp, controlling me and moulding me to his will. His other hand slipped under my threadbare shirt, trailing a path of goosebumps as he moved higher up my waist, gliding over my breast.
For a moment I was insecure, my breath catching in my throat. Would he still find me attractive after this many years? The Collapse had eaten away at the curves of my hips and the swell of my breasts. It wasn’t something I normally paid attention to – too focused on staying alive to care. But here, with Ray’s hands re-discovering every inch of my body, I was suddenly aware of all the changes I had gone through since we had seen each other last.
Ray pulled lightly at my hair, commanding my eyes upwards. “Stop overthinking things, babydoll.”
I smirked, shaking my head as much as I could in his tight grasp. Of course he still knew me after all these years. “I’m not.”
Another heavy kiss, his tongue darting into my mouth, before a long, slow slide. My pussy throbbed, aching to be filled. “You were,” he whispered as he pulled back. “But I don’t mind. I’ll fuck all of those thoughts out of you.” His tongue dragged down my neck, exploring my collarbone in a way he knew used to drive me crazy. “Every. Last. One.”
I couldn’t control myself. He kissed me furiously, tugging my shirt over my head. I was trying to undo his belt buckle at the same time, refusing to let our lips part. He kicked his pants off, awkwardly tearing his hoodie over his head.
I only had a moment to notice the thick black snake tattooed across his heart before my attention was drawn elsewhere. His cock was everything I remembered – thick, long, and always ready for me. I was desperate for him to return to me.
He broke our kiss, only to put his mouth at my breast, sucking hard at my nipple. I was making sounds I’d never heard before, but I couldn’t help it. Ray looked up at me with a serious expression, but laughter in his eyes.
“You’re gonna have to be a bit quieter, babydoll. The girls don’t normally get so into it. You’ll make the other brothers jealous.” The thought sobered me. All around me, in this motel of depravity, girls were in this exact situation, but against their will.
Could I really do this now? Ray smoothed my hair away from my face. “Don’t let the thoughts get to you. They’ll destroy you. We’re all just doing what we have to do to survive. And right now, we both need this to make it through another day.”
I shook away the dark feelings and the looming thoughts. Survival mode had gotten me this far, and it would see me through the rest. “Make them go away,” I murmured. In Ray’s eyes, I saw everything he had been through, everything he had suffered since the Collapse. And somewhere in the midst of all that destruction, I could see the tiniest glimmer of light.
