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I flinch, and he laughs.
“But there will be no biting. Not between us,” He murmurs, his fingers dip in between my legs, stroking down my slit until he presses them inside me, curling at just the right angle that I tilt, presenting myself even more to him.
“So responsive. Are you a needy Alpha?” He purrs. I feel his heat as he moves up my body, pressing open-mouthed kisses to my spine and shoulders.
“Not. Normally.” I grit out as he pulls his fingers out and starts circling higher. I cry out as his thumb dips into me. I've always loved anal play, but I've only ever played with myself and that one time with Bar and Acton. No one has had me there yet.
“This gets you really hot, doesn’t it?” Taylor murmurs, and presses another finger in. “You’re practically dripping on my cock.”
I hiss and thrust back against his fingers.
“Now, now, none of that. Patience.”
I block out his taunting words, my body lost to his ministrations. The teasing of his cock occasionally dipping in and out of my pussy while his fingers play in my ass. He doesn’t let me come, refusing to allow me over the edge. Bringing me, panting, back down before he sends me back towards the clouds.
“War, I think you might just be perfect.” It’s said with such reluctance.
“Knight, please.” I can’t even think. My whole body is so tight, aching for more.
He mutters something, and I feel a tender kiss at the base of my spine, and then he crawls up my body. His thighs push mine out, searing hot against the back of my legs.
“Relax, just breathe, all right. It might hurt, but it will ease.” He whispers in my ear, and for a moment, I can pretend. I can pretend he cares, pretend he loves me.
He eases in, groaning. He goes slow, thrusting in and out, allowing my body to get used to him. There’s a bit of pain, and then he’s fully seated. I grind back into him, clenching around him, but he doesn’t move.
His forehead lands on my shoulder. “You give too much. You don't take enough. How can I fight this?”
I twist, but I can’t see him. “I don’t understand.” I pant.
“I know. But it’s okay. It’s okay. I’m going to take care of you now.” He murmurs. “Just this once. Let me do this for you.”
He pulls out slowly, and just as slowly, eases back in. He murmurs words, kissing all over me, and then eases us down so I’m sprawled out on my stomach while he moves over me.
It takes me a while to realise what this is. It’s the same way Jet and Bar held each other that first time. It’s love making. He touches me everywhere, lacing our fingers together, kissing every patch of skin he can reach. We move together in a liquid dance that has us both covered in sweat. His murmurs are soft and whispered into my skin. I've never felt so vulnerable.
“Okay, War, let’s bring this symphony to its epic conclusion,” he whispers. “Come for me, now. You’ve been so good, so you can have your reward.”
He snaps his hips forward and bites into that spot he was inhaling at the same time. I scream out, thrashing back against him. It sends me smashing over the edge, my body clenching on his cock, pleasure driving even higher when he thrusts in me harder. I feel his hot seed fill me up.
We lay there for a long time as the after effects ripple through both of us. My mind is reeling, but I don’t dare ask questions. His fingers are laced with mine. His weight is on top me, blanketing me. Every now and then, he grinds up into me and kisses my shoulder. I just want to stay here forever.
He lifts his weight off me and helps to pull my boneless body up, cradling me in his arms.
“War,” His voice is so different from how I've ever heard it. It’s soft, pleading, almost afraid.
My stomach lurches. I twist so that I can see him. He captures my lips in the tenderest kiss I’ve ever had. “What is it, Taylor?” I’m afraid, terrified of what he’s hiding.
He exhales, looking like he’s struggling with the weight of the world. I want to help him, but I don’t understand. For a moment, I think he’s going to break. He presses his forehead to mine, holding me by the nape. Our breaths mingle, and I hear the hitch in his breathing.
“Just remember…I’m betting on you.” He whispers.
Then he helps me to stand, carries me to the bathroom where he takes care of me, wiping me down with a wet cloth. He kneels before me and kisses me with such softness, such care, that it sends my heart fluttering. Then he gets dressed, and I see the moment everything returns to exactly how it was. Knights’ cold mask returns.
I don’t look at him or speak to him. I don’t demand explanations or question why. I walk out of his office with my clothes in my hands and my head high and wonder how the hell I’m going to ever walk away from this pack like I promised.
twenty-three
Scarlet
