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She returns my grin. “Let’s make it dirty, then.” Her delicate hand reaches out to me, her black nails like claws, eager to dig into my skin.
That’s all the invitation I need. I drop my boxers and climb on the mattress, hovering over her, my knees coming to rest in between her spread legs.
“I’m not wearing protection, Kitten. I meant what I said in that barn.”
She blushes at my comment and then bites her lips. “Ah… I should probably let you know that I kinda had bare sex with the others.”
My brows shoot up. “Really? I thought that obsessive fucker, Grady, was dead set against skin on skin.”
“I was able to convince him. I thought you should know, in case you’re uncomfortable with it.” She shrugs, almost looking worried, but I chuckle.
“As long as they are clean and remain that way, then I don’t have a problem with it. I just know that when I’m with you, I want to feel everything. No barriers between us.”
She bites her lip again and nods. “No barriers.”
I dive down then, taking her lips in another searing kiss. The time for talking is over. I want to drown in her. Taking my time, I explore her mouth with my lips and tongue, building the heat between us by the kiss alone. Before kissing Rhys George, I never realised just how powerful a kiss could be. Thirty-two fucking years old, and I didn’t know that a kiss could build arousal like it does between us. Then again, I’ve never been this attracted to another person before. What we have is more than physical attraction. It’s soul deep. It’s the kind of attraction that has the ability to end me if it’s taken away.
A scary fucking thought, but worth the risk. Rhys is everything.
With my dick hard, prodding her creamy skin, desperate to slide between her legs, I mumble against her lips. “I’m going to claim you now, beautiful. And you’re going to claim me right back.”
She moans and nips at my lips, nodding, her legs falling wider as her dripping pussy thrusts up, seeking to be filled. That’s all the approval I need, so I rise up on one hand, locking eyes with my little brat, and use my other hand to line my cock up.
Then I drive in. We both moan, our eyes widening as my dick squeezes into her tight heat, and her pussy stretches with my girth. Our eyes remain locked, my blue ones hypnotised by her brown ones, and I start to move, slow sensual thrusts that make my dick weep.
“Ty.” She moans, lifting her head to press her lips to mine.
I lower down, pressing her into the mattress, taking her lips as I continue my slow thrusts. I don’t kiss my sex partners at the Feast. Kitten is the only one I’ve kissed. That first night we were made to step over the line together felt so natural to take her lips in mine. Just as it does now. Everything about her body withering against me feels natural.
I break our kiss, leaning up to get better leverage, my need to thrust harder and faster, quickly consuming me. My eyes stay on hers, though, never once looking away. I want her to see into my soul. I want her to feel how I’m entranced by her. Feel the love I have for her, and know without a doubt that she can trust me. Always.
I slip my hand between our bodies, seeking her clit because I’m close to blowing, and I want her to join me when I do.
“No.” She pants, digging her clawed nails into my bare arse, and my brows hitch.
“No?” I ask, sliding my hand out as I frown in confusion.
“I don’t need it. Not right now. I just need you.”
Her honesty cracks my heart wide open. She’s feeling it. The love. The arousal from our union is enough that she doesn’t want or need extra stimulation.
“Just me?” I pant, still thrusting, my drives getting harder, causing her back to arch as her pleasure builds.
“Just you and me right now. You feel…” her eyes glass over a little, and she takes a moment to continue, her pelvis meeting my thrusts with a hungry demand. “Perfect.”
I feel her walls clench, her climax building, so I give her what she wants, keeping my eyes on her as I piston deep. Her eyes flutter closed momentarily before she must remember that I wanted her eyes to remain open, and she pries them open, her lips parted as she moans and pants, accepting what I have to give her.
The moment her climax hits, my balls tighten, and I pump profusely, driving her higher as I reach my own heights and explode inside her. Her hot inner walls squeeze me over and over, milking the biggest load I think I’ve ever released.
It’s in this very moment that, for the first time, my mind conjures up thoughts of a future with Rhys by my side, her belly round and heavy, carrying our child. I should punch myself in the head for such a thought, but why should I lie to myself? Sure, she’s too young yet, but one day, I’m going to make her my wife and the mother of my children.
Chapter Five
Rhys
Hot water cascades over my head, not for the first time tonight, but this time, the fingers running through my strands aren’t my own. They are Ty’s. I moan, loving the feel of the pads of his fingers pressing against my skull, his deep chuckle floating up in the small shower we share.
“Stop moaning like that. You’re making me hard again.”
