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Roughly, I rolled him over, careful to barely reduce my weight so he couldn’t squirm free. I pressed my palm between his shoulder blades while my knees pried open his thighs. He watched me over his shoulder, filthy and daring. I spread his cheeks and pressed my tip past his barrier. He grunted, squeezing his eyes shut as his body adjusted to my girth. So tight. No one had been inside him since I had been, and I loved knowing he only wanted me.
I sunk all the way inside him, using my full weight to keep him there. His body fought the intrusion, and he turned into the dirt, grunting as my hips slapped his ass. I stayed there while he got used to the stretch. The connection. Our hearts beating together. Bodies finding the familiarity of our joining. I fucked him into the dirt, taking out all the pent-up aggression on his ass.
He grabbed my thigh, digging his nails in, encouraging the roughness.
I slowed. Drawing it out, I pressed my hands into the ground on either side of his head to lift myself off a little so I could spread him wider with my knees to get deeper. He arched into the gap I’d left, rolling his ass to meet my strokes.
I glanced between us to watch him take me.
There was nothing better than being inside him.
I bent to kiss his shoulder blade, the aggressive fuck suddenly turning soft. He had a bruise there and another. He was covered in them. They littered his face as well. Lightly, but they were there. He hadn’t had them when he left my place, which told me he’d been in a fight.
Anger choked in my throat. I hated his coping mechanism. I hated that he let other people put their hands on him. I hated the empire he’d built with his clubs. The fighting and gambling and depravity. I knew he only did it to support his pack but I hated it nonetheless.
I flattened him to the ground again, but this time, I stayed deep, grinding our bodies together. My fingers found his jaw, turning his face enough to kiss him. He welcomed my mouth, moans rolling off his tongue.
“I want to kill them,” I said when we broke apart to breathe.
“I know.”
“Flip over. I want to kiss you properly.” I withdrew so only my tip was inside him.
He cast me a glance over his shoulder as he pressed up on his knees. “You’re too trusting. I could run.”
“You won’t. You want my cum inside you.”
He caught his lips between his teeth, fighting a smile. “You’re not going to like what you see.”
“What do you mean—”
He cut me off, rolling to his back to display a patchwork of healing bruises. They were so light I wouldn’t have caught them without being this close. No wonder he’d stripped with his back to me. I dropped my head to his chest while I repositioned myself. This was part of his life, but I hated it. I pressed my lips to his neck to leave a mark of my own. He grabbed his cock between us, rough knuckles hitting my abs with every stroke. We moved as one, reveling in the connection.
“You’re going to make me come.”
“Isn’t that the point?”
“Yes,” I breathed, letting go. Of it all. All the fear this wouldn’t work. The fear we’d never be able to keep each other. The fear he’d die before thirty like he’d promised for so long. The fear he’d run away again. The fear his pack would kill him.
And finally, I lost control of my release, thrusts turning frantic and needy as I filled him.
He sighed happily, clenching around me, the scent of his release joining mine. We stayed that way for a long time, the only sound our joined breaths.
EIGHT
DOMINIC
Consciousness came in heartbeats. A single point of connection and the rhythm of my blood and the magic that tied me to this land. I thanked the Gods for another day to prowl the earth.
Awareness stretched beyond my body, slowly, like fog creeping through our valley. An unusually silent morning. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had one of those, and then I remembered I’d come back to the cabin with—
His heart beat in time with mine, almost a murmur or shadow of each other. I sank into the sound of him, steady and cold. Ice-churning.
Shock set in. I’d never expected Vin to stay the night.
We’d both said a lot of things yesterday, and it wasn’t for lack of wanting that this hadn’t worked until now.
Another thank you to the Gods for the blessings in my limited days. The fewer I had, the more I cherished them. And maybe Vin was here to remind me, like a living memento mori.
