Page 63 of Merciless

“Um, so,” Katie says. “I wanted to apologize for how I behaved toward you.”

My lips part on a silent moan. Elijah’s hand slips between us to dip his fingers between my folds. He peppers kisses to my ear and catches my earlobe.

“You’re so wet,” he whispers. “Does it turn you on that she could catch us like this any second?”

I shake my head and stop when he rolls my clit and kisses a sensitive spot beneath my ear.

“You didn’t deserve that,” Katie says.

“Why are you”—I lick my lips and clear my throat—“apologizing now?”

Elijah slips a finger inside me. I arch my back and tilt my head until it thumps against the tiled wall. My mouth opens on another moan that I smother with a bite of my lips.

“Because,” Katie says. She sighs in resignation. “Because I saw Elijah has been hanging out with you. It’s taking a lot of pride to admit this, but I’m a little jealous and don’t want to be on his bad side by continuing to be mean to you.”

If only she knew how I’m hanging out with Elijah right now. With him kissing over my neck and finger-banging me.

He leans his head back with a frown and peers out of the corner of his eye at the shower curtain. Slowly, his focus turns back to me, and his features turn thunderous.

Is he seriously angry for me?

He looks seconds away from going off on Katie. So I do the one thing I can think of to stop him.

I loop my arm around his shoulder and bury my fingers in his dark, damp hair. Lifting myself, I smash my lips against his. He sucks in a breath, pausing for a moment before kissing me back.

“But anyway,” Katie says awkwardly, “that’s all I wanted to say.”

Elijah’s mouth moves against mine, each kiss harder and more demanding than the last.

It feels different from the way he kissed me this morning. Almost as if he’s unsure of what he’s doing but putting all of himself into it. He even tastes different. I can’t put my finger on it. Sweeter.

He slides a second finger into my pussy and fucks me fast and hard, not giving me a chance to catch my breath. Elijah swallows my whimper with more mind-drugging kisses. Our teeth clack together, and he nips my lower lip.

“Eden?” Katie says. The shower curtain rustles.

I tear myself away from Elijah and turn my head toward the curtain.

“Okay!” I bite my bottom lip to quiet a moan as Elijah rolls his thumb over my clit. “B-but I’m not forgiving you.”

“I understand,” Katie says.

My eyes roll as my orgasm builds. “Please⁠—”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes!” My toes curl and I drop my head to look between Elijah and me as he finger-fucks me harder. With my stomach in the way, I can’t see shit.

“I’ll see you later,” Katie says.

Go away. Go away.

“Maybe we can hang out and start over,” she says.

Elijah lifts my leg into the air for a better angle as he drives his fingers deeper inside my quivering walls. Blinding white light and glittering dots fill my vision.

“Fuck! Yes!” My legs tremble, and I hold my breath as the orgasm takes me under.

“Okay. I’ll see you later.” Katie’s footsteps fade as they reach the door. A second later, it slams shut behind her.