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I puffed out a laugh. “You are not proposing to me three hours after putting a bullet in a guy’s head.”
“Pretty sure I am.” Kael coasted his lips across my jawline, painfully delicate about the movement so he didn’t press on my bruises, and then his lips found mine. My stomach somersaulted, tumbling around with my fluttering heart before settling into a blissful kind of contentment. Nothing felt as safe as Kael’s kisses. Nothing had ever felt so right.
I pulled away from his kiss reluctantly to whisper, “That’s crazy, you know that right?”
“If you haven’t realized yet that I’m crazy for you, then you haven’t been paying attention,” he smiled.
I squished his bristly cheeks again. “Ooh, very clever of you, Ghostie.”
Kael’s hips pulsed into me, and he pressed my lower back until my slit rubbed against the hard length of his arousal. Moisture pooled at my center, and I dropped his cheeks, my eyes hooding and a breathy moan escaping my parted lips. He tilted my chin up. “Tell me, Mattie Future-Specter—how many orgasms are you giving me tonight?”
Desire melted in my lower abdomen, drizzling its way down to my rapidly aching pussy. “However many you want.”
“Good answer.” Kael palmed my bare breast, squeezing gently and massaging until I let my head drop back with a contented sigh. He dropped kisses light as dandelion seeds along my throbbing cheeks before he moved down to my neck. Unlike the other times he’d taken control of my body, he wasn’t rough. He didn’t offer the sweet, fierce handling that would make me tingle. Instead, he wrapped me in downy spider silk, covering me in loving touches that bound me so tightly to him, I would happily suffocate in it. His lips caressed and kissed, teased and revered, moving from my neck to my breasts.
I leaned back, letting my head fall against the mirror as his tongue lapped a languorous circle around my nipple. My fingers twined in his hair as he lavished flicks and nips on each nipple, tightening the desire at my center. I groaned, shifting my exposed clit against the rough fabric of his dark gray pants. “Kael,” I huffed.
“Easy, Bunny,” he murmured against my breast as he kissed the outside of it and his hands steadied my waist. “I’m not rushing this.”
“Why?” I whined.
He chuckled, kissing along the curve of my breast before moving to my sternum. “Because you scared the sin right out of me.” He kissed lower, moving to my navel. “For every hour that I worried for you,” he nipped just above my belly button, “I have to replace it with hours of loving you.”
I gusted out a sound that was somewhere between a laugh and a sob, because I had felt the same kind of desperation. When I’d thought I would lose myself, lose my sanity, all I wanted was to have him find me again. I straightened, bending over him as his mouth moved lower and he fell to his knees in front of me. My gold hair spilled around us, and I watched in awe as he parted my legs further, spreading my slick arousal and pulling me nearly off the counter so he could bring his lips to my aching center.
I tightened my hold on his silver-streaked hair, staring in wonder at the way his tongue glided up the inside of my folds, setting me on fire and sending sparks of pleasure straight to my pointed toes. He circled and pressed, flicking my tender clit before licking back to my aching core and fucking me slowly with his tongue in a way that made me crave him inside of me. My back arched as he brought me close to an orgasm, and I had to put my right hand behind me to steady myself as the nerves in my body tightened inward, like wringing together thousands of cords. My head fell back again, and I closed my eyes. His tongue circled my clit before pressing hard against it, and my legs shook with the effort of keeping them wide for his assault.
Then his mouth was gone, and it was like stepping into a cold shower. I exhaled hard, opening my eyes to glare at him. I found him standing, lips curved into a teasing smirk. “Something wrong?”
I groaned, knowing he was teasing me. “Please, Kael.”
His eyes closed briefly in satisfied amusement before he caught my gaze with his icy one. “I’ll never get tired of that.”
I resettled my weight on the counter, leaning forward to grab him by the shirt and force his hips between mine again. I lifted his shirt with short, jerky motions. “Please, Kael, if you don’t fuck me right now, I’m going to fill all your rifles with… sugar.”
His amusement spread his smile wide as he lifted his arms for me. “They’re not gas tanks, Bunny.”
I ripped his shirt over his face. “Shut up and give me your dick like a good boy, Ghost.”
His laugh came out muffled until he had his shirt all the way off, and then I took in his bruised torso with a concerned flit of my eyes. His usually smooth skin had been peppered with angry welts and deep bruises that spread over his chest and around his right ribs, and then again down low just under his left ribs. I glanced at him in silent question.
Kael dropped a look down for a moment before returning his eyes to mine. “I got shot a few times.”
“Oh my God.” I pressed a hand to my mouth. “You need to see a doctor.”
“Nah.” He stepped close again, wrapping his arm around my lower back and fitting my spread center against his straining erection. “I broke a rib, I think. Nothing they can do, anyway.”
I let my fingers travel over his strong jaw, the gruff stubble, and up to his graying temples. “You’re one badass motherfucker, Kael Specter.”
“If you were to ask me,” he murmured, just as gently smoothing a finger along my hairline, “I’d say all that shit I went through was so I could do this.” He took one of my hands and placed it against the angry, dark purple bruise on his left side. “I might be a little warped as far as humans go, but I can take a hit for you, Mattie. And I’d do it a hundred times over if it meant you stayed safe.”
Tears sprung to my eyes, and this time, I didn’t try to blink them away. I curled my fingers around the tender wound and angled my lips up to his. “Okay, but also, never do that again.”
“Stop getting yourself kidnapped by psychos, then,” he grinned. Then his lips were on mine, and the words on my lips tumbled into his kiss. Tears tracked a warm path down my cheeks as I moved my mouth against his, dancing in perfect synchrony with the push and tug of his teeth, his tongue, his rough lips.
Despite what Kael said about taking his time, our needs ratcheted mile high in tandem, and the hot, gusting breaths we shared between kisses fueled the aching desire between my spread legs. I moved restlessly against him, seeking relief. Finally, he undid his zipper and freed his erection, painting my entrance with the head of it. It was horrifically reckless—I’d only started birth control a week before. But I needed him. I needed to feel him inside of me, and I knew that neither of us had the brain space to wonder if there were condoms on board our rescue flight. We’d almost died, for fuck’s sake. Everything else seemed to pale in comparison.
Kael leaned back, both his hands on my knees and stretching me so wide that the tendons along my inner thighs screamed. Panting, he watched as his cock slowly sank into my wet heat. I leaned back on my hands, giving him better access, and the sight of his dick slowly easing inside of me almost made me come right then and there. He thrust forward suddenly, filling me completely. I groaned, pressing the back of my head against the mirror. “Fuck, Kael.”
