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When Chase and I walked away from the crash with only minor bumps and bruises, it seemed like a sign, as though my brother was watching over us. As though he somehow approves of whatever this is with Chase. Or maybe that’s just wishful thinking on my part.
I wish I could wrap my legs around Chase’s waist and lose myself in him. I want to forget this whole fucking nightmare we’re in and succumb to his advances. I crave to be teased into a wet, begging mess like I envisioned all those nights in my bed at home. When I’d wake with my fingers between my legs and his name a whisper on my lips. Before the guilt and disloyalty crept in because what I felt for him was wrong.
Right now, it doesn’t feel wrong. Not when he’s staring into my eyes like he can see my soul. And certainly not when his lips move even closer, but then he stops, pulling back slightly, seeking permission. When I nod, his lips capture mine, his fingers gripping his hoodie that I’m wearing, holding me tightly against him. My heartbeat pounds inside my ears, making me dizzy, as our lips caress and explore, giving into something we started in the wrecked vehicle earlier. Something that has been burning between us for months, the spark growing into a flame that leaped higher and higher until finally consuming us. It may incinerate us into a pile of ash, but right now, I don’t care.
I’m not aware of anything except Chase’s lips on mine, the strength of his body against mine.
Yet I want more. So much more from him.
I want to surrendereverything—body, heart, and even my soul— to Chase.
14
MACKENZIE
Our kiss turns passionate, our lips hot and demanding, as I grind against him. He groans against my lips, the sound so damn primitive and raw, as he changes the angle of the kiss, devouring and consuming me.
“Angel,” he breathes, pulling back slightly. “I want so badly to know what happened to you earlier, but my control is barely hanging on.”
I shake my head. “I’ll tell you the gory details later. But there is one thing that is strange, and considering our present circumstances…” I gesture between us. “Rosario asked me when my last period was. I told her it was seven days ago, and when Orpheus took a phone call, she injected a needle into my upper arm and whispered in my ear that it was a birth control shot and not to tell anyone.” I swallowed hard. “This stays between us, obviously.”
Chase grunts. “Of course, Kenz. As if I’d tell those bastards anything.” His eyes drop to my lips and he groans, his tongue slipping out and tracing over his bottom lip. The sight is so erotic that I tug on his T-shirt, fusing our mouths together.
I’m hungry and desperate for Chase, wanting him so badly that I ache between my legs. I’ve never felt like this for anyone except him.
He rolls on top of me, his hard length pressing against his denim jeans. Although our clothing is between us, I’m so acutely aware of his cock pressing against me. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist, arching my hips up to his. Although I have no idea what I’m doing, I begin grinding against him in a way that feels good to me, hoping it feels the same for him.
His voice quivers. “Goddamn, Kenz.” He closes his eyes as he moves his hips in time with mine. When he opens them, I’m incinerated by the fire burning in his melted irises. “I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you.”
My voice is a breathy whisper that leaves on shaky lips. “Please, Chase. I need you.”
“Fuck.” His bound hands press against mine, a reminder that it’s just not possible.
Chase rolls off me, unable to look me in the eye. “I’m so fucking sorry, Kenz. I should’ve prevented what happened. We never should have been taken.”
My brows furrow. “You couldn’t have prevented this. I’m just glad they took both of us…” Regret fills me as soon as the words leave my lips, Orpheus’s words rolling through my head. They wanted me, not Chase. That makes him expendable.
“Don’t, Chase. If you were so expendable, they would have disposed of you already. Maybe they know they can control us better if we are together. Because of how we feel?—”
Shit. I almost confessed to him all the confusing things I’ve been feeling for him.
“You… You feel it, too? This thing between us.” He turns his head toward me. Hope beams from his eyes and the smile on his face is brighter than the sun.
My face probably looks like I’ve spent all day at the beach without sunscreen, judging by the heat in my cheeks.
But I can’t lie to him. Not here. Not like this.
“Chase, I’ve been so confused by the way I’ve felt for you. I-I’ve pushed you away…” I swallow hard, uncomfortable by the conversation. My heart has been guarded by iron bars since my brother passed away, and I lost my mobility in my legs from the accident.
“It’s okay, angel. You can tell me anything. I’ll never judge you.” The truth shines in his eyes and makes me feel more at ease. “There’s nothing you could say or do that would change how I feel for you.”
His words crash into me like ocean waves against the shore, lulling me into its depths. Gratitude washes over me. “My heart has been carefully guarded since the accident. Then you came along, and I wanted to hate you. I tried so hard, convincing myself you were my enemy, sent to replace my brother.” His thumb swipes a tear that rolls down my cheek. I blow out a shuddering breath, his touch sending thousands of tiny lightning bolts beneath my skin. “Although my tough exterior and cold words were meant to repel and send you running away, you refused to leave.”
“Sometimes the things you said and the way you acted toward me really hurt. But I couldn’t stay away from you. From the start, there was something that tethered me to you.”
“I felt it, too. An invisible rope that wrapped around me the first time we met, making me hyper-aware of you. Wanting to be near you, even when I told myself it was wrong. Every move you made, every time you spoke, it caused these strange feelings to course beneath my skin. It was like nothing I ever felt before. I wanted to hate you because I was scared. Yet, whenever you weren’t around, I felt bereft. It was like the way I grieved when my brother died.”
Chase shakes his head. “I understand it, angel. I’d never felt it before you. Anytime you left, a piece of me went with you. When you weren’t around, I was lonely. I felt broken again like I did when my sister…” his voice lowers to a whisper “Died.”
