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“Come on,” I mumble against her lips when I go back for another kiss. “Show me. Show me what you want.”

River grinds against my thigh, humping it with wild abandon. She doesn’t seem to care that we’re in this warehouse, and that there are bodies of people she and my brothers killed scattered around the space. Neither do I. All I can see or feel or think about is her.

Her, and the incredible heat as she grinds on my thigh, chasing more friction, more pleasure.

I kiss her deeply, thrusting my tongue into her mouth and seeking out the exquisite taste that’s all River. That indefinable, addictive flavor that I can never get enough of. I can feel how much she likes this, how wet she’s getting for me as she drags her pussy over my thigh, and I like that too.

But it’s not enough.

It will never be enough.

Desperately, I reach down between us and shove at my pants, undoing my fly and button to free my cock. My shaft is hard and leaking at the tip, aching to be inside her. It’s impossible to remember a time when I got this turned on this fast, but the circumstances are different here.

This is us being driven by a need to be together, to reaffirm that we’re alive and still breathing. And for once, I don’t hold myself back.

I shove her clothes out of the way, ripping through the fabric of her dress to make enough space for what I want. What we both need. I rip her panties off and lift her up, ignoring the screaming pain in my body as I drive into her with no hesitation.

River grunts deeply, almost as animalistic as I feel in this moment.

“Oh my god,” she gasps out. “Fuck!”

She holds on to me, her arms around my neck and her body braced between mine and the wall. Her legs go around my waist, and we’re locked together, body to body, with my cock so deep inside her it feels like I can feel every part of her.

It’s the first time I’ve ever been inside of her like this. The first time we’ve ever fucked. We’re both covered in smears of blood, most of it mine, but neither of us seems to care about that.

Her body is tight and wet and perfect, and it’s all I can focus on. The way it clings to me, the way it reacts every time I move.

“You feel so fucking good,” I grunt. “Better than I ever imagined.”

Her eyes are dark with lust, and she moans, grinding against me, trying to get me to move more.

“Please. Shit, Priest, please,” she pants, begging me with breathless, desperate words. “I need—more! Please.”

I draw out slowly, savoring the feel of her warm, wet walls trying to suck me back in. Then I snap my hips and drive back into her, fucking her hard. I haven’t done this in so long, but it’s hard to forget the rhythm of it. Especially when I’m being driven by my most base instincts, giving in to what my body wants and letting it take over.

I couldn’t stop if I wanted to at this point, and every thrust proves that.

I’m breathless and aching, my wounds bleeding harder from the exertion of what we’re doing, but that doesn’t matter.

River doesn’t seem to care either, clinging to me like nothing could pry her away. Her nails dig into my shoulders, and when she arches up to kiss me again, I can taste the blood in it.

That doesn’t stop us either. Nothing can stop us.

“Fuck,” I groan. “River. You’re so—”

My voice chokes off, and I thrust into her even harder, slamming her against the wall. I bite at her lower lip and then trail my mouth to her neck, biting there too.

“What?” she pants. “So what? Tell me.”

“You’re fucking amazing. So goddamn good. Tight and hot and perfect. Like I knew you would be.”

She moans at that, and I can feel her pussy throbbing, clenching around me like a vise.

I barely even know what I’m saying at this point. The words just keep spilling out of my mouth, and I feel like a beast has come out of me that only wants one thing—to devour her. To consume her and keep her close forever.

Nothing can take her from me.

Nothing and no one.

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