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Maybe it was our pent-up emotions. Maybe it was the close brush with death. We both felt an urgency that neither of us could ignore.
Those men could be back anytime. I was sure he was as aware of that fact as me, and yet, a reckless heat devoured us.
I wanted to feel anything but the terror of being dragged back to Callum. Yakim’s ugly scars no longer disgusted me. My fingers dug into the thick swathes of his dark hair and pulled, forcing him to keep kissing me.
His hand slid down to cup a breast and squeezed hard.
I moaned into his mouth while he proceeded to pinch my nipple, making it tighten in his grip. He gave it a sudden twist, making me yelp out.
His dark gaze met mine.
I didn’t tell him to stop. The heat of his body and his familiar scent wrapped around me like a cocoon. I wanted him inside me, the man who held my heart and life in his hands.
My body arched against his, seeking his warmth and hardness.
Releasing my breast, he used both his hands to clutch at the open collar of the shirt. The sound of ripping fabric erupted between us as he tore it open. Buttons ricocheted off his chest as he growled and grabbed onto both my boobs possessively.
My breathing turned into harsh pants as he slid the shirt away from my shoulders. I reached down and brushed my hand over the hardened bulge at the front of his trousers. My fingers fumbled with the button and zipper there until I could free him.
He groaned into my mouth as my small hand wrapped around his heated flesh. My touch seemed to drive him insane, so I tightened my grip and moved my hand up and down his thick length.
His reaction sent a rush of power through me. Fisting him firmly, I pumped him hard and fast.
A rough chuckle escaped him as he met my gaze. “You like playing with fire, Princess.”
I didn’t reply but continued pumping him, making him shut up again and groan out.
His hand slid down my belly and brushed over my pussy. His fingers easily slid between my wet folds and pushed inside me.
“Yakim,” I moaned as my inner walls clamped around his digits as he drove them deep inside me. “Are you sure it’s safe to be doing this right n—”
He shut me up by forcing his lips on me and sweeping his tongue along mine.
I instantly forgot everything I’d been worrying about and melted against him. It didn’t matter who was out there. We were finishing what we started.
He pulled his fingers out of me, leaving me clenching emptily. I almost started protesting, but he was bending at the knees to position himself.
My hand slid off his cock to cling to his broad, muscular shoulders as he prodded the tip against my entrance. A groan escaped me as he pushed the thick head through my slick folds.
“Fuck,” he grunted as he drove deep inside me with a single hard thrust. “You’re still so fucking tight, Lucia.”
I whimpered at the sudden discomfort of being stretched to my limits. My fingers dug into his shoulders as I waited for the uneasiness to wane.
He stayed buried deep inside me, allowing me to adjust to him.
As soon as soft moans escaped my lips, he started thrusting into me. My hands roamed all over his back, feeling the way his muscles tightened and bunched as he plunged inside me.
The wall behind me supported my weight. One of his hands gripped my waist while the other squeezed at my taut nipple. The combined effect had me moaning and whimpering as he slammed into me.
His mouth slid along the column of my throat and suddenly, he bit me at the spot where my collar bones met. Both his hands gripped my hips now, his hold so tight I wondered if he still thought I’d run away.
“Fuck! I won’t last long,” he grunted harshly. His thrusts turned short and powerful as my walls clamped around his pulsing length.
Moans and the strangest sounds escaped me, my insides coiling into that familiar moment of pleasure, ready to explode.
“Fuck, you’ve gone tighter!” he grated through clenched teeth.
His grip on me tightened as his thrusts turned harder and faster. I knew he was close to losing control as well.
