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“No one’s ever said anything like that to me,” I say hoarsely.
I can tell my words pain him, but then he grins that grin that’s so beautifully him. “Get used to it.”
Gods help me.
I make him the same promise deep in my heart—my human heart that has never felt this alive. I’ll keep him safe, and he’ll never learn what I’d been commanded to do. What I could never do.
I’ll die first.
One hand snakes into Cole’s hair, the other around his waist, and I hold him tight to me. The desire between us shifts into something volatile; the next touch will ignite it and there will be no turning back. Cole responds just as urgently. He presses me against the wall, his body stronger and more powerful than I ever suspected. Our lips hover. We both inhale, and the tension cracks.
In the next instant, our mouths collide—an attack and a surrender both—and I’m his entirely.
twenty-two
We were held, suspended, in that torturous moment before the spark ignited. The anticipation wrapped us tight and then snapped like a whip. Our mouths crashed, melded, opened, and invaded.
Ambri took my kiss that didn’t leave one bit of his mouth unexplored, and after fantasizing for months what he would taste like, I was utterly unprepared. He was fire and wine, searing and intoxicating. He let me have him and then kissed me back with equal ferocity.
Jesus H Christ in a sidecar…
The first gentle kiss was for him, to let him know he was worth more than sex to me. I thought this second, frenzied collision would help satisfy the need that had been simmering between us. But there was no satisfaction. I knew I’d never get enough of kissing him. I could kiss Ambri for the rest of my life and still want more.
And he kissed me back with an indulgence that made my heart fracture. Because with me it was okay. He knew he was safe.
What happened to him…?
But thoughts were hard to grasp and broke apart. I pressed him to the wall as if I could climb into his skin. He pulled me in tight, as if he could fuse us together. Our hands tore through hair, roamed over bodies, frustrated by too many clothes. I wanted whatever he wanted, but my need to have him was greedy, verging on savage.
“Ambri,” I murmured between kisses. “I’m versatile, but I want to fuck you tonight. Christ, I want to fuck you so bad. We should probably talk about—”
“What goes where? Fear not, Cole Matheson. I want you inside me more than I want my next breath.”
My eyes nearly rolled back in my head, and then his grin turned wicked.
“But not yet.”
His hands worked the buckle on my pants, and he started to drop to his knees.
“Wait, wait.” I pulled him back to eye-level. “When I come, I want to be buried in you.”
He arched a brow. “You think you’re only going to come once tonight? Who do you take me for?”
I laughed, and we shared a brief moment where the utter joy of him staying infiltrated our lust and made everything more perfect. Then Ambri’s petulant-yet-hot-as-fuck scowl returned.
“I’m going to take what’s mine,” he said. “What I’ve been wanting since the moment I first saw you. You’ve been keeping this beautiful cock from me, Cole. I won’t stand for it another minute.”
Literally, I thought as he dropped to his knees between me and the wall.
Ambri freed me from my pants, and I braced myself with a palm flat on the wall, blood surging through me at the first lick—a maddening flick of his tongue on the tip. Every muscle and nerve ending tensed and trembled with anticipation as his hand encircled me and squeezed, and then my knees threatened to buckle as that obscenely sexy mouth of his took me deep. The wet heat and pressure tried to undo me, and then I felt the graze of his teeth as he came up for air, tonguing the slit.
“Fuck,” I breathed and gripped a fistful of blond hair.
“Yes,” he hissed. “It’s my turn. Make me take it.”
His words whipped at the need I was already struggling to control. I could barely restrain my hips from fucking him, but every moment that felt like too much was a moment he sucked me harder, took me deeper.
“Ambri…I’m going to come.”
