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Surprise blossomed when she saw the lights on. The sight of Maddox bustling around in the kitchen made her heart leap, but it was the look of concern he gave her that soothed her cold, agitated soul.
“Ruby?”
“Mad. Thank heavens you are here. Thank heavens.”
He strode over quickly, hands on her shoulders as he assessed her for injuries. “What happened?”
“We had a fight. It was bad. I just…I can’t face them. I can’t be anywhere. I need you.”
He didn’t ask who she had a fight with. Maddox just nodded and steered her to the couch.
“I’m here. Come on. Dinner and some drinks will do you some good.”
“I don’t want dinner and drinks,” she protested. “I just want you.”
“What—”
Ruby kissed him before he could argue, throwing everything she had into the connection until she felt his surprise turn to hunger. But there was still resistance and confusion, his shoulders riddled with tension.
“Ruby?”
She jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist, pleased when his hands automatically went to her butt. She kissed him more deeply, slipping her tongue in until she felt his cock harden below her.
“Ruby,” he tried again, voice now husky. “If you want to talk…”
“I don’t want to talk. Just make me forget. I need it now.”
She kissed him harder and sucked on his tongue. Triumph sparked when the tension finally melted from his body, and she knew the moment he stopped fighting it. Then desperation took over triumph as his feverish kisses made her forget why she needed a distraction in the first place.
They stumbled off the couch, rolling onto the rug in their haste to press kisses on other parts of their bodies. They couldn’t even manage to strip off all of their clothes as she was already descending on him the moment that he had his cock out. The sounds from his throat were feral, lighting her insides on fire, but it was the surge of his hips as he sat up that had her slapping a hand on the coffee table beside them to get a grip.
“Ruby,” he said hoarsely, mouth latching on to her arched throat as they began to move. “I need…”
“Take what you need.”
Fangs pierced her skin, the pain short and sweet. The man who was always in control finally giving in to his most basic of urges turned her on so much that she could only hold on, her moans stuck inside her. Then she let it out and had him groaning, too, as he took her blood and closed the wound with a gentle lick.
She pushed him back to the floor after but stayed in her sitting position. When he didn’t resist, she rode him experimentally, then hard, until his eyes were molten and his face was contorted into an expression of intense, crazed pleasure. When she was close, Ruby leaned forward until her tits were brushing his chest. The friction became unbearable as he gripped her hips and lifted his, repeatedly plunging his shaft inside her. His movements grew rough and unsteady, his muscles quivering from how close he was. Then he started hitting her pleasure point, and she could do nothing but feel and seek, grinding back until she was racketeering into the most explosive bliss.
He came soon after, as explosive as hers had been. They collapsed against each other, so thoroughly spent that she could only close her eyes and savor it. A few minutes later, hands tugged her up, but she just didn’t have the energy to move. He did, however, and hefted her up to carry her to the bedroom.
“Mad.”
“Still here,” he said mildly.
Maddox climbed into bed after he tucked her in, his arm banding around her waist as he pulled her against him. The connection was tender this time, with no sexual undertones, but it felt just as exhilarating as the earlier one. When he nuzzled the back of her neck, she sighed, one word coming to mind: home. In his arms, she was home.
“We will talk about this when you are ready. Sleep.”
“I can’t…”
“Sleep,” he repeated more firmly. “I’m not leaving you.”
The promise did things to the turmoil inside her, but more so to her heart. Ruby closed her eyes, finally giving in. Sleep soon came after, dreamless at first before the black wisps made their presence known and whispered dark, heady things to her. Then voices flitted in, too, faint and fuzzy, before they crystallized and pushed her awake.
She sat up and looked around, trying to place it. She wandered to the bedroom door, standing just at the edge of the doorway as Pearl’s voice came muffled from the other side.
“Is she there with you?”
