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“You’re like a gift, Raven. Every morning, I get to wake up to you. It’s a blessing. I just want to wrap you in me and stamp you with my name so everyone knows you’re mine, but I’ll settle for branding you with my cum instead.”Fuck.I rock in his lap, gasping at the combination of his cock and his words. “I know you feel it too, Raven. We all do.”
He’s not wrong, but I can’t find the fucking words.
He moves like lightning in the next breath, lifting me in the air before quickly dropping me back to the sofa, but I’m not on top of him now.
No.
He’s above me. His cock still filling me.
Or he was. He disappears suddenly, making me frown, but the firmness of his cock still remains.
“Zane?” I call out, hearing a chuckle in response. “What are you doing?” I rasp, adrenaline zipping through my body.
“Claiming you as mine in every fucking dimension, Dove.”
“If we’re invisible, why can’t I see you?” I ask. Every other time he’s used his magic on me, I’ve still been able to see him. The chuckle that rumbles from him this time makes me still, and I know what he’s going to say before he even opens his mouth.
“You’re not invisible, Raven. Just me. You get the pleasure of being fucked by thin air,” he murmurs, flexing his hips and making me moan. My legs are spread wide and I can feel his waist and thighs, but there’s nothing there to see.
“Fuck, Zane.”
Fuck he does. I sink my hands into the arm of the sofa behind my head as he pounds into me, again and again, all while I can’t see his body or expressions, but I can hear the pleasure in every moan he gives me.
It’s like all the times I've needed to get off but been alone, yet his presence is clear. It’s too much and not enough all at once. My spiral comes immediately when I feel the press of something against my clit, likely his thumb, drawing circles in time with his thrusts, and my orgasm rips through me.
Slam after slam, I come apart, sure I’m ripping holes in the sofa as I cling on for dear life.
“Fill me, Zane. I need to feel you too,” I plead as he drags out every drop of my climax before taking me over the edge once more when his jagged movements heat up with force and he fills my pussy with his own release.
“Fuck, yes, Raven. Fuuuck,” he groans hoarsely as he reappears and collapses down on me. We’re a tangle of sweaty limbs, attempting to catch our breaths as he remains inside of me.
I’m ready to nap, far from prepared for a call with his father, but the stark reminder has me pushing at his chest. “Zane,quickly, in case your father arrives,” I whisper like I wasn’t just screaming at the top of my lungs.
“Fine. Anything for you, Dove,” he breathes, kissing me sweetly on the lips before standing.
I fix my panties back into place, straighten my skirt, and attempt to adjust my blouse and blazer. I’m raking my fingers through my hair as I retie my hair back when Rhys appears before us.
Holy shit, that was close.
“Pops,” Zane calls out as he casually drops down on the sofa beside me, throwing his arm out behind me, and I’m certain my cheeks are red.
“I have good news,” Rhys declares when he sees us, a huge grin on his face.
“I’m glad someone does,” Zane retorts with a huff, making his father frown.
“What happened?” he asks, instantly going into protective mode, and we don’t waste a second catching him up to speed. My embarrassment is quickly forgotten as we explain everything we learned last night, not leaving out a single piece of information.
Once we’re done, we fall back against the sofas after talking so animatedly, and I’m left panting for breath.
“Fuck. That’s a lot. I’m going to make as many inconspicuous calls as possible. I was going to bring your mother in and let her speak to you, but I don’t want her to have wind of this right now. Do you agree?” His attention turns to me, making me pause, but I nod.
“I agree.” I would love to see Mama right now. It’s instinct for me in these moments to want the figure she’s supposed to represent, someone to show me guidance, but the reality is, I don’t know if I can trust her, not like I can Rhys. I haven’t heard a word from her since she left the night Erikel took over. I know it hasn’t been easy for anyone to make contact, but leading up tothat point was filled with odd information and what feels like a lot of omissions.
“What’s the good news then, Pops?” Zane asks, redirecting the conversation, and I’m thankful. Especially when Rhys’s smile returns.
“We’re close. Two days and we’re going to have you out of there.”
TWENTY-SEVEN
