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He kissed his way along my jawline, his hand sliding my shirt-dress away from my bare pussy, then quickly shoving his shorts down to his thighs.
I had no warning as his cock speared its way deep inside me.
My back arched. My mouth opened. I gasped at the dominant intrusion and the lace of delicious pain.
He ground his hips into mine, filling me, owning me.
“My greatest flaw is when I love…I love without end. I am overprotective of those I care about to the point of obsession. I go out of my way to protect them from everything—real threats and perceived. I’ve killed those I’ve tried to keep safe…purely from not being able to stop. I’ve killed those who have lied to me, double-crossed me, and betrayed those vulnerable in my care.”
He dug his elbows into the mattress, driving deeper and harder into me. “I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe. Any methods required. Any bloodshed needed. I will never allow you to be unsheltered by me. If that scares you, it’s meant to. I know my limitations, and I have none when it comes to those I love. Animal or human. I never let go.”
He rutted into me, seeking my mouth and kissing me. His lust blended with apology, almost as if he knew how manic he sounded, how many triggers his disclosure should ignite.
And it did.
He basically gave me my freedom but took it away in the same breath. He once used money to own me, now he used love.
And I didn’t know which was scarier.
What debt was worse?
And why didn’t I care?
Why did I moan under him? Why did I spread my legs wider and dig my fingernails into his ass, jerking him deeper into me? Were we as insane as the other?
Have I lost my damn mind?
Sully growled as his cock swelled inside, stretching me, hurtling me straight toward a ricocheting release.
We rocked together, violent and vicious, chasing the madness that had infected us both. He rocked into me, pressing my clit with each thrust, hurtling me toward the cliff where all good orgasms originate.
It siphoned through my toes, legs, hands, and heart.
I came alive with it.
I moaned with it.
I threw my head back and let him shove me headfirst into a milking, clenching climax, all while he drove again and again, taking me, fucking me, loving me.
His snarl when he came made my heart hitch with fear. He sounded wild and untameable and totally like a man used to being god with no consequences.
It turned me on.
It made me feel powerful.
So damn powerful to be held by a man so ruthless.
He jerked and shuddered, spurting inside me until his entire body jolted, and he tumbled to his side. Breathing hard, he manhandled me until he spooned me from behind.
His heart hammered against my back, keeping in-tune with mine.
Kissing my hair, he whispered, “I’m sorry. Those sorts of things I should keep hidden. It makes me sound like a monster.”
I stroked his forearm as it wrapped tight around my breasts, gluing me to him. “You haven’t scared me off. Even though I should probably run for my life.”
He nuzzled into me, inhaling my scent and groaning softly. “I’m afraid you wouldn’t get far, Eleanor. The time for running is well and truly over.”
I smiled as quietness descended, helping our breathing regulate. “If I’m free, it means you have to let me go if I ask.”
He shuddered, kissing my nape. “Will you ask? Are you going to break me all over again?”
Skittles landed on the pillow beside me. She puffed up and nudged her tiny beak against my nose. With a quiet chirp, she turned in a circle and plopped down as if the pillow was her chosen nest. Her eyes promptly closed, granting serenity to the night, to me.
I bent my head and kissed Sully’s forearm. “If I ask you to free me, it’s because something has gone terribly, terribly wrong with us. But I can never see me asking, Sully Sinclair, because you…you are perfect for me. And I’m not afraid to be loved by you…despite your black and white boundaries.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
“Don’t say you trust me if you don’t.”
He jerked but slowly relaxed and snuggled close. “You’ve earned my trust. You’ve stolen my heart. I guess that will have to be enough for now.”
I yawned, slipping beneath the physical and mental exhaustion of the day. “I love you. If that makes me crazy, reckless, stupid, and naïve…so be it. I love you, Sully Sinclair and—”
His hand jerked my chin to the side, his lips planting over mine, kissing me from behind.
He kissed me with every depth of feeling glowing between us. He made tears squeeze from my eyes. He made my body liquefy in his arms.
And when the kiss switched from consuming to calming, and our lips barely grazed each other as we slipped from consciousness to dreamland, I’d never been so contented.
