Page 60 of Burn Me Down

Unable to hold still any longer, my hips rocked back and forth over his mouth. I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven as his fingers tightened and he groaned, the sound traveling all through my body. I stared at his hard cock, the metal studs glinting in the firelight as precum slowly formed and then dripped onto his stomach. My mouth was watering for a taste, but as I tried to lean forward, Derek growled and held onto me tighter, his tongue lashing at my delicate lips and sensitive clit.

“Ah!” I yelled as his arms flexed, pushing me back and forth over his mouth harder and driving me toward the climax building at a rapid pace. I looked down and sucked in a ragged breath as my pussy rubbed over his chin and the rough five o’clock shadow. Losing all control, I began fucking his face faster, pressing my pussy hard onto his mouth. My screams were muted as the intense pleasure seized my body, and his hands tightened on my hips.

“Yes, come for me,” Derek growled, and that was all I could take. The orgasm that gripped me had me arching my back, my hands squeezing my breasts as I rode the waves of release.

Slumping forward, I collapsed on his chest and would’ve screamed if I hadn’t been so relaxed as he picked me up like I was nothing more than a feather and laid me down on my back.

“You can do whatever you want with the candles after, but I need to be inside of you right now,” he said, his voice rough like he’d just chugged a bottle of whiskey. Derek’s eyes locked on mine as he licked and nipped his way up my body until he settled between my legs.

His face was intense, his normally blue eyes almost black with the shadows cast by the fire. I shuddered as he locked my wrists above my head with one hand before wrapping the other around my throat. My pulse pounded hard, the rhythmical thump loud in my mind. If there had ever been any doubt that he could kill me, then all of that was wiped away now as I stared into his eyes. They looked like Derek’s and yet like that of an animal or a demon. Maybe the dragon he claimed himself to be, but whatever darkness it was that made him kill, I was staring into its face right now.

“Are you sure you want to see the dark that lurks inside of me,” he growled. If I were sane, I would’ve told him no and left, but my sanity walked away the moment he first touched me.

Reaching up, I trailed my fingers along his cheek. “I trust you.” They were the only words that came to my mind and were the truth, but also the words I knew he needed to hear.

Dropping his mouth to mine, he swallowed my scream as he thrust into me hard enough that I saw stars. His hand tightened around my throat, making it hard to breathe with his lips devouring mine. If there were a single word to describe how I felt, it would be possessed. I forced my fear to the side and closed my eyes as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Mine,” he growled in my ear, the desperation and aggression in him soaring to levels that reached into my chest, and shaking me to my core. I gasped, only able to get in a small amount of air, and despite my body’s reaction pushing me higher with every thrust, I had to fight my instincts, screaming at me to fight him.

My head tried to loll to the side as the lightheadedness took over, and my eyes snapped open to stare into his. “Derek,” I whispered through the tight hold.

He blinked, and it was like he was someone else entirely. Derek released my neck and wrapped me up in his arms as he whispered he was sorry into my neck. My head was so much lighter with the fresh oxygen, and I held him tight, trying to convey that I was okay. The feel of his body grounded me as I rode out the powerful thrusts that stole all logical thought.

“Derek…fuck yes…I’m coming,” I yelled and dug my nails into his back, my chest pressing hard into his as a climax that could rival any storm gripped my body. “Ah!” I yelled as he picked up the pace, making the room spin for a whole different reason.

“Fuck yes,” Derek said. “Say you’re mine,” he growled.

“I’m yours,” I said clinging to him. “Only yours.”

The sound he made sent shivers racing down my spine as he bit my shoulder, and his body seized as he came. Pulling out, he thrust back in, and I yelled as my body matched his with intensity.

Panting hard, he collapsed on top of me, and it felt like we were going to combust into flames from the heat between us.

Derek kissed the side of my neck. “I’m so sorry.”

“You didn’t hurt me. You never pressed too hard, and you let go before things could go bad,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“I could’ve killed you. It scares me how easy it would’ve been,” he said.

My heart stopped. “You mean you wanted to?”

He rose up and looked down at me, horror written into every feature on his face. “No, no, I meant physically, not that I wanted to. It just scares me when I’m not with you. There are a lot of fucking pieces of shit out there that you never see.” I took a deep breath, my heart restarting. “In fact, the part of me that in the past enjoyed killing has been quiet since the day we met.” I traced the corded lines of muscle on his arm as he soothed back my hair. “No, I’d never hurt you. I’m falling for you, Beck, and really you should grab your shit and run while calling the cops but hurt you…never,” he said and kissed me as my eyes stung with happy tears.

Derek

Beck was smiling, but tears were trailing down her cheeks and dripping off her chin. “I’m falling for you, too,” she said, and my heart soared. I wanted to confess that I was already madly in love with her, and just suggesting that she should go back to her life had felt like I was ripping my heart from my chest.

“Give me a minute to rest, and then we’ll do what I wanted to try,” Beck said, closing her eyes. I stared at her lax expression and swallowed hard. I never intended to take things that far, but shockingly, when the creature of darkness that lived in me rose, it never wanted to hurt Beck. If anything, it felt as desperate as I was to keep her forever. Maybe locking her back up in the room out back wasn’t a crazy idea after all—anything to keep her safe and by my side.

Fuck she was beautiful. She had no idea how stunning she was, and it drove me nearly insane that anyone had made her feel less than perfect.

“I can feel you staring at me,” she mumbled softly.

“I love the view.” I smiled as the corner of her mouth twitched ever so slightly.

“You better sit up before I fall asleep. I’m so comfortable,” Beck said, and I would’ve just let her nod off, but I was selfish and wanted her again. I was also curious about what she planned with the candles.

“Wrap your legs around my waist and hang on tight,” I said. Beck opened her eyes and wrapped her body around me. She felt like home. I’d never understood that saying. My home had never been something I wanted to go to, but this feeling right now with Beck, I would kill anyone to keep.