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We make it to the side of the bed; sitting down, I pull her onto my lap. My arms band around her, her warmth seeping into my shirtless body and her vanilla and light floral scent making its way to my nose. I kiss the back of her head and breathe in a deep breath, which helps to calm the rage in my chest—the tension uncoiling from my limbs.
She doesn’t make a sound as I trail my hand to the edge of her sleep shirt and pull it up over her abdomen and then off of her, leaving her warm skin with no barrier between us. She uses her hands to slide her sleep shorts off, and they pool at her feet. I kiss the back of her shoulder gently and then pull back, releasing my hold on her and motioning for her to step back so I can lie down on the bed and she can join me.
My hands wrap around her once more when she lies down with her back pressed against my front, her warm skin meeting mine in a delicious heat that has the hairs on my arms standing on end.
“Sleep, killer,” I utter through tired lips and reach down, pulling the soft duvet over the both of us.
Moments later, her soft breaths tell me she’s finally asleep, and I tighten my hold on her when she snuggles further into my embrace. Closing my eyes, the nightmare that has plagued me nightly for the last couple of weeks starts, the one where the girl I’m in love with puts a gun in her mouth and threatens to blow her brains out over another man.
Chapter 12
Mia
"I have chosen to no longer be apologetic for my femaleness and my femininity." Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Mybodyfeelssowarm and safe that I burrow further into the warmth encasing me. A groan meets my ears and has my heart stuttering in my chest. I open one eye, taking a quick look around. Where am I? My confused mind asks. Sunlight is streaking through the room and casting golden shadows on the pale gray walls. I’m definitely still in my house; I try to shake away the sleep from my mind and remember where I am.
The warmth at my back and the arm banding my stomach lets me know someone is in bed with me. A hard chest pressed into my naked back, and something poking me in my thigh lets me know whoever it is, is male. Visions of last night pop back in my head, Theo screaming in his room and all of us sitting uselessly in the hallway listening to him hurt himself.
It’s almost like the body behind me is reading my thoughts; the grasp tightens and pulls me further into its warmth and comfort. Finn. I remember coming to bed with Finn and falling into an exhausted sleep. I trail my fingers over his hard forearm hidden underneath the duvet, the hairs standing on end at my touch, and he lets out a deep sigh into my hair.
An image of Theo enters my mind. What he looked like yesterday in the ragged T-shirt and dirty joggers he’s wearing pressed up against the wall as far away from me as possible when I came to bring him his lunch. He refused to speak to me or even look at me. I don’t know how to reach him, to break through all that fear that plagues him. In his mind, he’s not here; he’s still back there in the underground sex dungeon with his father and his minions torturing him.
“Your thoughts are too loud, killer.” Finn breathes into the back of my neck, causing shivers to skate down my back.
I don’t bother to answer him; we both know that all our waking thoughts now revolve around Theo. This new Theo, the one that has come back to us utterly broken of mind, body, and soul. Instead, I shift my ass into the cradle of his hips, feeling his hard erection push against me.
“You keep doing that, and my good intentions will disappear.” His hand slides up from my stomach and along my ribs. His thumb makes roving circles on its way to the side of my breast. My nipples tighten painfully at his warm touch, and my body begs for some type of release. I need my mind to release itself from the worry and the pain that constantly plagues it now.
I push my ass again into his erection, but this time his cock pushes between my ass cheeks, only covered by the thin thong I kept on last night. The sensation of his hard warm cock, still covered by fabric between my ass cheeks has my pussy flooding with wetness and anticipation. I lead his hand to my breast, and he begins caressing the warm, round flesh. His large hand and warm fingers envelop the soft globe. Soft flesh meeting stiff calloused fingers and skin. Fuck yes!
“Mia…fuck.” His body grinds into mine, and my pussy clenches hard, wishing he was already deep inside of me.
His lips skate down my neck, blowing loose strands of my hair out of his way and causing shivers to race down my body at the sensation. Once his lips reach where my shoulder and neck meet, his tongue licks me before his teeth latch onto my flesh in a soft, barely there bite.
My breath hitches in my chest, and my core spasms, my needy, wet pussy clenching around nothing but air and begging desperately to be filled. I let my other arm trail behind me, grabbing Finn’s hip hard and pulling him closer to me while little gasps leave my lips.
His body spasms, rigid muscles contracting under my grasp, and a groan leaves his lips still pressed against my skin. His body propels me forward, forcing me to my stomach and trapping his hand against my breast.
“You want to play, killer?” He groans, thrusting against the space between my ass cheeks. My wetness coating my thong and his hard cock. God, yes! My body sings at the touch of his hardness pressed up against me.
My eyes threaten to roll to the back of my head, with the sexy groans leaving his lips and the feeling of his cock sliding against me. I don’t trust my voice to not break on a moan, so I nod, hoping to encourage him to continue thrusting against me.
His hand trails down my back with a light fluttering of his fingers to my waist. Once he reaches the band of my thong, he grasps hard on the side, pulling it away from my warm body, and the thin material snaps. He does the same thing to the other side and pulls the thong from underneath me, leaving me bare to his touch. A whimper escapes my lips as the thong slides across my wet, needy folds.
The hand still trapped against my breast nudges me so that I leave some space between my chest and the mattress below me. It trails down my chest and stomach as his fingers skate over my wet folds. “Up,” he moans against my skin, and his hand pushes my lower body up until I’m on my knees.
He removes his hand from below me, as his fingers trail across my hip and then down my lower back to one ass cheek while the other hand mimics its path on the other side. His hands are warm and rough on my heated flesh, leaving a tingling sensation behind. He squeezes both cheeks roughly before pulling them apart and exposing my puckered hole
“Fuck Mia…I need to taste you.” He groans, and in no time I feel warmth across my pussy lips. His warm tongue licks from my puckered hole, through my wet folds, and down to my needy throbbing nub. He sucks my clit into his warm lips, and the sensation almost has my body giving out on me and trembling. “Easy there, killer.” He chuckles against my wet folds. The need in his voice makes my blood sing.
His wet, hot tongue retraces its path through my folds to my opening, and his hands spread me wider. He licks and sucks like a man starving and being served his favorite meal. Moans and whimpers are escaping my mouth, and I have to clench my hands tight to hold myself up and open for him. Heat rises up my spine and neck, the delicious sensation of an orgasm cascading inside of me, causing my body to tighten.
Suddenly his tongue is gone from my folds, and a cry leaves my bereft mouth. “No”
“I’m not done with you yet…killer.” He groans. His fingers skating over my hole, and two slipping inside of me, pumping slowly against my clenching walls. The sensation of his fingers inside of me has an electric current feeling zapping through my body. My nipples harden painfully, and my core clenches down on his thick digits.
“I’m close,” I whisper.
