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I'm here for one reason only: her pleasure, to sate her hunger.
I nod, because words are beyond me now. I move inside her, each thrust deliberate, calculated to stoke the flames. Every push, every pull is a step closer to that edge where we both teeter, desperate for release.
"Harder, Gunnar," she demands, voice ragged.
I comply without hesitation. This is what she needs, what her body craves during her heat. I'm here to help her through it, nothing more.
That's what I keep telling myself, even as the line between duty and desire blurs.
"Yours," she whispers, and it's like a key turning in a lock.
"Mine," I affirm, sealing the vow with the finality of my knot swelling inside her. It locks us together, a temporary bind that feels permanent in its intensity.
Her fingers grip my shoulders, her breaths come in short, sharp bursts. I watch her unravel beneath me, pleasure and pain intermingled on her face.
"Look at me," I demand, needing to see her eyes when she comes apart.
She does, and there's trust there, mingled with something fierce and unbreakable. Her body clenches around me, and I'm falling, tumbling into that same abyss of sensation.
"Gun—" she starts to say my name, but it dissolves into a cry as her orgasm hits, dragging mine from me with an inevitability that I can't fight.
We stay locked together, panting, the only sounds in the room our labored breathing and the distant hum of the city outside. It's a stark contrast to the chaos we've just weathered. Thepossessiveness surges through me, fierce and primal. But I shove it down, remind myself this is about survival, not ownership.
"Better?" I ask once I find my voice again, hoarse with desire. We've barely spoken this whole time; we've communicated in growls, pants, groans. I don't even know how many days have passed without speaking...but I think it's coming to an end.
I wish it wasn't. I don't ever want to leave this room; I could stay in bed with her for the rest of my life.
"Better," she confirms, a small smile playing on her lips.
But the restlessness doesn't leave me. Even as she drifts off, spent and sated, I lie awake, aware of the weight of responsibility resting on my shoulders.
This isn't just about getting through the night. It's about keeping her safe--from the Eclipse, the Angels, from everyone who would use her as a pawn in their games of power.
And damn it if that doesn't scare the hell out of me.
***
I peel my eyes open to pitch black, the kind that's thick with the residue of sin and sweat. The room is too quiet. Aisling's breathing soft against me, her body a warm curve under my arm.Sleep doesn't come easy in this line of work, and it sure as hell ain't welcome when it does.
I ease out of bed, careful not to wake her. She’s still deep in it, heat or no heat. I need a drink, something to wash away the clinging taste of urgency that's still on my tongue.
The cold floor bites at my feet as I make my way to the bathroom. I grab a plastic cup from beside the sink and fill it with water, downing the whole glass before filling it up again. I've been so out of it these past few hours that I don't even know what day it is, or if anyone is looking for us.
My phone is charging on the bathroom counter and I look down at it. One text lights up the screen, slicing through the darkness of the room:
City's heating up. Watch your back.
Yeah...that's Luka's way of saying trouble's brewing and it's time to tighten things up. We might need to leave town--and never look back. With her, I think I'd be okay with that. I thumb the screen, typing back with one hand as I take another drag from the bottle.
Any details?
Angels no longer welcome in Echo Beach. Dreamland shut down, Solace is pissed. Stay safe.
Got it.
I run a hand through my hair, scratching at the back of my neck. Luka, always tuned into the city's pulse, feeling the rumbles before they shake the streets. And now he's got me listening for quakes in the dead of night.
"Shit," I mutter under my breath. This is what it means to be caught in the middle, a pawn in someone else's game. You don't get sleep. You don't get peace. You get a heads-up if you're lucky.
