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“Are you okay, lass?” Ansel bit out. He reached over to caress the side of my face.
“Mm-hm.” I nodded quickly with my eyes closed. I took in a deep breath. The feeling of fullness was so overwhelming I couldn’t concentrate on anything else. I was ready to raise the white flag and ask Ansel to take over when my internal muscles began to relax. I sighed as the uncomfortable sensation of feeling too full began to fade, replaced by deep sizzling pleasure.
Resting my hands on his pecs, I rocked forward, rubbing my clit against his pubic mound. The friction added to everything I was already feeling. All I could do was tilt my head back and moan. It was too much. I could already feel my walls tightening around him.
“That’s right,” Ansel gritted, reaching out to flick my nipple. “Take what you need from me. There is nothing better than watching your bouncing tits as you use my cock like your personal toy.”
His dirty words only urged me to move faster. I picked up speed, grinding against him as I chased my orgasm. “Ansel,” I moaned, my fingers digging into his firm flesh. My thighs burned from bouncing on his cock, but I couldn’t stop. I was so close, the periphery of my vision began to darken . . .
I choked out a scream as I came hard; my inner walls squeezing around him like a vise grip. I collapsed onto his warm chest, every nerve-ending in my body short-circuiting with pleasure. Through hooded eyes, I met his gaze as the warmth of my pleasure enveloped me.
“My turn,” Ansel growled into my ear, a wicked grin across his face. With his cock still inside me, he rolled me onto my back. Before I could catch my breath, he began thrusting with reckless abandon. I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding on for dear life as he fucked me senselessly. Each time he plunged into me with his cock, shockwaves of pleasure went through me, dragging out my orgasm.
“Look at me, Skye,” he grunted out, his words forcing me to look up into his eyes. The way his muscles stretched and contracted with each thrust reminded me of Ansel’s sheer power. Even with only an army of three backing him up, the orc boss was a force to be reckoned with. I stared up at him in utter amazement. “I thought I had you all figured out,” he started to say.
“That first night in the alley, when I found you cowering behind a dumpster. I thought . . .” I could tell it was getting harder for him to speak, but Ansel forced himself on as he fucked me. “I had you figured it out. You were just some privileged fae who had found herself on the wrong side of the tracks, but then you reached into my pants and touched my cock.”
I couldn’t help it, but I giggled at the memory.
“I thought I had seen everything this world had to offer. But you caught me off guard that night. And then when I thought I had you all figured out, you continued to surprise me.” Ansel’s face contorted, and I knew he was close. He wrapped his arms underneath my body, pulling me close so our bodies were flush.“All I do know, Skye,”he whispered,“is that I belong to you. You are burned into my soul forever. You are so beautiful, smart, kind, sassy, and so fucking brave. Too brave. It scares me sometimes.”He huffed out a laugh.“Braver than me—”
“Ansel—”
His grip tightened around me.“I love you, Skye—”My name melted into a deep groan as Ansel came, my lower abdomen filling with his liquid warmth. He rocked into my sore pussy, drawing out his orgasm. When he was finished and our bodies were sticky with our mingled sweat, he kissed my forehead.
I sighed with satisfaction as I relaxed into Ansel’s arms. Already, I could feel sleep pulling on the edges of my vision. All my worries quickly melted away; not even Ansel could deny how well we fit together. Ansel had told me he loved me, and no matter how scary the future was, I wasn’t worried because I had the Orc Boss protecting me.
We will hash out the details of our future tomorrow. Right now, I just wanted to bask in the glow of our love.
Chapter twenty-nine
Iwokeupthenext morning expecting Ansel’s comforting weight on me; his arms still tucked around me like a warm cocoon. But as I began to stir, my arm smoothed over the space next to me and–
I shot up in bed, scanning the empty room. My eyes stopped on the dresser in front of the bed. The drawers Ansel used were halfway open. I sat up a little straighter, my heart plummeting when I realized they were empty.
Ansel had . . . left?
No. No. He wouldn’t tell me he loved me and just leave—
At that moment, the door slammed open. I jumped. “Ansel—” His name spilled from my lips; relief filling my voice. I was ready to curse him for scaring me like that when Liam stepped into the room.
“Shit,” he cursed, covering his eyes. I quickly grabbed the blanket and covered my chest. “Ansel’s not here, is he?” he said, his hand still covering his eyes.
The room began to sway. “What do you mean he’s not here? He’s not downstairs?”
Liam peeked through the slits of his fingers before lowering his hand when he saw I was covered. “That motherfucker,” he whispered under his breath, marching towards the window and peering outside. “I think he left through the fire escape.Bastard—”Liam kicked the toe of his boot against the wall, making the glass rattle.
My chest tightened like I was having a panic attack. I took quick, deep breaths to pull enough air to speak. “What . . . do you mean . . . he left? Can’t you call him?”
He frowned at me—he always frowned—but this time, there was an edge of sadness that pierced me to the core. “I tried. His phone is already disconnected.”
I turned away from him as the tears rolled down my cheeks. Liam was the last person I wanted to be crying in front of, but it didn’t matter. Ansel hadleftme. He told me he loved me, and he still left. I thought Ansel was brave—brave enough to embrace his feelings, but it turned out he was just a coward all along.
He didn’t even have the heart to tell me goodbye.
“C’mon,” Liam said. “Get dressed, and I’ll drive you home.”
Liam was quiet as he drove me to my apartment complex. I was grateful for the silence, still too shocked from Ansel’s sudden disappearance to force conversation. Demie gave me a tight hug before I left, wishing me the best of luck. He really intended to travel the world now that Gregor was dead. His first destination being Hawaii, he told me excitedly, explaining that he’d be ‘catching a ride with friends’ who had a plane full of stolen goods headed to the island.
