Page 59 of Ruthless Riot


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“I want to love her,” I correct, giving him a pointed stare, and it’s his turn to roll his eyes this time.

“Fine, but you fucking owe me.”

“When do I not?” I beam and dash toward the back of the compound before he can change his mind.

I try to quietly step into my room, but my excitement has the better of me, and I slam the door shut behind me a little louder than necessary. She doesn’t stir from her spot on the bed though. She has one of the pillows length ways, snuggling it tight as her damp black hair fans out around her.

She’s a true vision of beauty, and she’s all ours.

One of my white t-shirts is draped over her, but she must have shuffled in her sleep because it’s ridden up to her waist and it’s clear she’s not wearing any panties. This is exactly how I expect to be greeted going forward. I refuse anything else.

Shaking out of my cut, I drape it over my chair, before removing everything else but my boxers. I climb onto the bed beside her, but as I lay my head on the pillow, she flutters her lashes.

“Hey,” she breathes, a tired smile dragging across her face, and I lift my hand to cup her cheek.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to wake you.”

“You weren’t?”

“Technically no, but I’m not sad that it happened,” I admit, making her hum in amusement.

“Did you tell Ryker about my praise kink or was it Emmett?” she asks, eyes still not quite open, and I frown at her in confusion. When I don’t respond right away, she peers up at me and must sense that I need her to be more specific because I have no idea what she’s talking about. “Did you tell him that I like being called a good girl?”

“Definitely.” Her jaw falls slack and her eyes widen. “What? Every single one of us should know what it’s like when you’re that turned on. It’s an experience. Besides, sharing is caring, and it’s worthwhile on your end and we both know it.” She pats her palm against my chest, glaring at me, but I shrug.

I kiss the corner of her mouth. “You know you love it when I tell you you’re agood girl, or what you’ll get if you act like agood girl. Don’t tell me I’m wrong because I’ll call bullshit so fast you’ll—”

Her lips crush against mine, stopping my threat, but I don’t mind. Not when she’s going to shut me up with these resources. She demands control, gripping my hair like her life depends on it, and I let her have it. Molding my lips to hers, I pull her flush against my body, the skin on skin contact heating my veins.

Pushing her to her back, I grin when her thighs fall open, inviting me in. She reaches for the waistband of my boxers, and before I can move to slip them off, she’s pulling at the material. A tearing sound echoes around us as I gape at my torn boxers now clinging to just one thigh.

“I see the addiction to that.” Desire swirls in her eyes as my cock springs free.

“I need you. Now,” I bite, every inch of my body thrumming with need to fill her with my dick.

“Then take me.”

I should be worshiping her, lapping at every inch of her skin as she groans beneath me, but feral needs take over and I’m left a servant to our desires.

Lining my cock with her entrance, I sink inside of her and I groan, low and hoarse, as her pussy clenches around my length. Molten lava wraps around me, heightening the pleasure flickering through my blood as she gapes up at me.

She moves to touch her clit, but I bat her hand away, replacing it with my own as I sink all of the way inside her. I give us both a moment to adjust, but with every breath I take, my heart rate only increases instead of calming.

“Please, Gray,” she begs, palms running over my body.

I pull out, loving the way her core pleads for me to stay, so when I slip back inside her, I’m welcomed immediately. My tentative moves quickly pick up, my hips taking off on their own accord as I slam into her harder and faster with every thrust.

She clings to me just as I cling to her. Eyes locked on one another as our gasps intertwine between us. Her nipples are pebbled beneath my t-shirt she’s wearing, and I bow my head to nip at them, making her core tighten around me.

God, she’s heaven.

We’ve fucked crazier, been dirtier, yet this feels the most intense. We’re wearing each other's marks, and this is nothing less than a claiming.

“Shit, Gray, I’m going to… Oh fuck,” she groans, her words slurring as her body tenses beneath mine.

“That’s it. Keep your eyes on me like a good girl,” I purr, and she tumbles over the edge, eyes barely open, but they remain locked on mine.

At the squeeze of her pussy as she climaxes around my cock, milking me for all I have and drowning me in her essence, I can’t resist the urge to follow her over the cliffs of ecstasy. Wave after wave crashes through my veins. I find purchase in the crook of her neck as I catch my breath.

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