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I move my nails to the back of his neck and repeat the motion, causing his skin to welt beneath my scratches. Before I can blink, he lifts me by my thighs, forcing my legs to wrap around him as he slams me back against the wall. Our teeth and tongues collide with a fiery passion only we could burn for. He tastes like chaos and turmoil and mayhem. He tastes likemine.
Havoc nips at my exposed neck, and I lean to the side, giving him better access to glide his tongue across the mark to soothe the angry skin. His rough touches remind me of why I fell in love with him. He never treated me like something breakable, and he brought the pain when I needed it.
Every inch of him ripples with tension to take control right now, and I want to let him. He’s like a man possessed, so I slowly feed him my soul with each kiss.
He captures my lips again, except this time, he slows his movements, gliding his tongue across mine in a kiss that tells me more than his words could. Gosh, I’ve missed this. I’ve missed him.
I try to pull at his towel, making my intentions clear. He doesn’t hesitate, just carries me over to the bed while our lips stay fused together.
Laying me down underneath him, he tears at my skirt, ripping it off me to bear my naked flesh to him. I help with my top because I don’t want it ripped. It’s a vintage Versace one, giftedfrom Akio. I’m careful not to tell Havoc that because it would only give him more of a reason to tear it to shreds.
Havoc gets up to remove the towel from his body. As soon as it’s free, I see his cock is hard and red, standing to attention as if he were already stroking it in the shower.
“Did you get off in the shower?”
His hand moves to the back of his neck as if he’s too shy to answer.My chaos baby is shy? In what world?
“I might have tried to.” That makes sense now. He’s not shy, he’s embarrassed because he can’t get off either. We need to fix this for both of us right now.
“What did you think about?” I ask as I slide back on the bed and seductively spread my legs. He watches with rapt attention as two of my fingers circle my glistening clit.
“I uh…I thought about what I would do if you were in there with me.”
He fists his length, rolling his fingers over his piercings as he strokes. I bite my lip.Dang, this man is hot.
“What would you have done if I was?” I ask breathily.
He climbs onto the bed, kneeling just in front of me as he strokes himself. I reach out and stroke the side of his leg with my free hand.
“I would have pushed you against the wall. Then wrapped those long legs around my waist as I fucked you until you remembered who I am to you.”
He drapes his body over mine once more, his hard cock sliding against my center before the tip nudges my clit. I gasp at the feeling. I forgot just how big he was.
“I would have made you scream my name until you stopped fighting. Until you gave up and realized I’m not goinganywhere.”
I pause, his words hitting me right in the heart.
“Havoc I…”
He thrusts into me before I can finish my sentence. It feels like time stops, holding us in suspense. There is no anger or unresolved feelings right now. Just him. He takes his time, rolling his hips to rub my clit while his Jacob’s ladder piercings stroke my walls, hitting that special spot inside of me.
My hands roam his body while his do the same to mine. As if we were taking it slow to reacquaint ourselves with each other. When he kisses down my neck and along my collarbone, my legs begin to shake with need.
It’s been so freaking long since I came that I know I’m not going to last. I pull him close, my hips chasing the pleasure he’s building. All too soon, we fall together. His head rests in my neck as he lets out heavy breaths. I refuse to let go.
The reason I pushed them away was because I knew it would feel like this. It’s too easy to fall back into loving them with every fiber of my being. So while I know we still need to talk, I decide for now that this is good enough.
We’ll get to the part where we figure out what our future looks like, and hopefully I can get to a place where I can trust them again. For now, I just want this bliss that I can only find when tangled up with my men. Not just in a sexual way but in a comforting way too.
“I know you haven’t forgiven me, but I need you to stop pushing me away,” he says in my ear. I nod, holding him close.
“Okay.” It’s an agreement and a promise.
“And for the love of fuck, you need to sleep in a bed. Arrow is going to lose his shit if you keep doing this.”
I snort a laugh into his neck because maybe he’s right. I need to create some healthy space between us. Staying by Arrow’s side only has me thinking of him as a victim and prevents me from dealing with my feelings with them both.
“Okay.” I try not to look at him as I say it because I know the more I agree with what he wants, the more my heart falls for himagain. He’s always protecting me, even when he tried to leave it was out of a false sense of protection.
