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“Jesus,” I groaned, gripping her hips with a punishing hold, trying to slow her down, but there was no use.
She was wild above me, going up and down on my shaft, her eyes focused on me, her mouth agape and pure pleasure written over her features. Her hand pressed over the wound on my chest, collecting the spilled blood on her fingers. The moment she brought it to her pussy, flicking her clit with the essence of me, I thought I would lose it.
My vision tunneled, only able to see her and what was happening. With inhuman strength, I lifted myself up into a sitting position, holding onto her like an anchor. My fingers bit into her soft skin and just as the questions started appearing on her face, I lifted her up and slammed her down.
Again and again and again, until a roar tore from my chest, needing to come. Tingles raced over my shoulders, traveling down my back all the way to the bottom of my spine, slowly trickling into my balls.
“Tell me you’re close,” I said urgently, my voice getting raspier and raspier with every second. “Danika!”
“I’m close,” she answered, holding her hands on my shoulders. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”
I felt it then—the fluttering, the tightening of her cunt, and before I could think about dirty socks, my old teacher’s boobs, and crocodiles, I snapped.
My hips pistoned up into her, as if my body was trying to crawl inside hers. The grip I had on her tightened, and we exploded.
Together.
We were a mess of moans, groans, and the shaking of our bodies. I had no idea if I even breathed through the blackout that fell over me. My entire body separated from my soul, and like watching a movie, I could see the two of us, chasing our orgasms until the last drops from both of us fell, and until our souls became satisfied with what had happened.
Danika fell on to me, with my cock still inside her pulsing pussy that kept milking me even after I knew that there was nothing left. Her soft breaths washed over the wound on my chest, soothing it without even trying. My arms wrapped tightly around her as if the moment would escape if I didn’t hold on.
I was trying to catch my breath when she looked up at me with a soft smile on her lips and a satisfied look on her face.
“I think I might love you, Lazarus Morass.”
My chest felt like it had expanded, making space for another person inside. I had no idea that I could feel like this—this free—but here we were.
“I think I might love you, too, Danika Ascelin.”
I was too occupied with her, the feel of her in my arms, to notice the new arrival that shattered our peace.
“Well, isn’t this lovely?” The voice I knew all too well broke through the peace we had created, and just like that, the moment was ruined as I looked to my right to see Judah standing not too far away from me.
Danika immediately froze, hiding her face in the crook of my neck, but I had a feeling that it wasn’t because she was too ashamed for him to see her naked, even though I hated the fact. No, there was something else there, and I hated the motherfucking bastard for coming here right now.
“I truly am sorry to interrupt, but we have business to attend to,” he continued, purposely coming here. “If you don’t mind—”
“I do mind,” I gritted out, still holding Danika in the same spot. “I’ll come to the house when I’m ready.”
“But,” he grinned, “that’s not how our arrangement works, Lazarus. When I call, you run. It’s as simple as that.”
It wasn’t as simple as that and the little fucker knew it. His eyes stayed too long on Danika, tracing over her naked body with a look I didn’t quite appreciate. Judah Blackwood was a sick fuck, too sure in himself and the power his family wielded in this town to back down.
He wanted her last year and he wanted her now, regardless of the sick little relationship he had with his sister. Most of the people in town had no idea that she even existed because their parents kept her separate from all the bullshit that happened here, but we knew. Gabriel and I were the first ones to ask him about it when we saw the similarities between the two. Judah simply grinned and said, “We have to keep it in the family,” and shrugged his shoulders.
In all honesty, it was none of my business who fucked who, and I didn’t care. What I cared about was the fact that he kept staring atmygirl.
“Judah,” I warned, the violent intentions evident in my voice. “I will come back when I want to come back.” I looked at him as the words spilled over my lips. “Don’t forget that I know things you wouldn’t want to come out either.”
His face lost the smug look, turning pale the moment those words came between us.
He thought he had something on me, when, in reality, I couldn’t give a fuck about the fact that he knew my father was dead and not simply missing. I allowed him to think that he controlled me, but the ball was in my court, not in his, and he obviously forgot about that.
“Now, if you don’t mind,” I pointed out. “We’re busy and I don’t exactly want to have any spectators.”
Danika giggled in my arms, hiding her face from Judah. And just like the petulant man-child that he was, he stomped his feet and turned around, disappearing from our view. I would deal with him later, but now… now, I had more important business to attend to.
Every single musclein my body ached. Hell, even my eyeballs were sore, and I was pretty sure that we did nothing with them.
