“I’m very aware of that fact.” There was sadness in his eyes that tugged at my heart. I closed the distance between us and placed my hands on his washboard abs. He felt almost human, minus the power that pulsed beneath his skin.
His hands slid around my back, pulling my body against his until breathing became hard to do. My mouth lifted, and he claimed it, gently at first, seeking permission which, considering who he was, was unexpected.
I pulled away after a moment, afraid of what I’d begun with this being. He stepped closer as I moved backward, and we danced like that until my back touched something solid and cold. His hands caged me against the wall as his mouth lowered to hover against mine.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked huskily, his deep, rich timbre sending a shiver racing through me to throb in my apex.
“You terrify me, but you also excite me. I should be running from you, but instead, I want to taste you on my lips.”
“Is that so?” Ryder rasped, sending heat swirling into a swarm of butterflies in my belly. The man was sex incarnate, and I was in way over my head here. However, I’d never turned down a challenge yet, and I wasn’t about to let this creature win this one over on me.
The guild warned us about engaging an enemy too strong to handle on your own, and yet my team was compromised, and I was alone with him. I could do this. I could take the biggest fae in their entire world down. It would send a message to every creature out there that they shouldn’t be messing with guild enforcers.
“You’re playing with fire, little one.”
“I’m not afraid to be burned.” I brought my hands up to his chest and let his power sizzle against my palms. I lifted on my toes, claiming his mouth, moaning as he picked me up, holding me between him and the wall while my fingers threaded through his hair.
It was soft as silk, and yet he was hard as steel as he slammed me against the wall, devouring me. He growled huskily as he pulled his mouth from mine, biting my lip until a cry ripped from my lungs.
“I thought you loved another?” His coy smile reminded me I had said that I love Adrian twice now.
“Love is just a lie we tell ourselves so that when we do things we shouldn’t, we don’t have to feel bad about it afterward. I fucked him, so I whispered the words to appease my ego after I let him have me. If you want, I can tell you that I love you too, and we can pretend it’s real until we finish.”
“You’d tell me you love me?” he teased, moving me to the bed.
“Is that what you want?” I tried to calm the rapid beat of my heart that echoed deafeningly within my ears. I could tell this asshole anything and mean it because I intended to see him dead before the sun rose in the morning.
“No, because when you tell me you love me again, you’ll damn well mean it.” He set me down on the bed carefully.
Ryder’s large hands pushed my knees up and apart, exposing my core to him. Galaxies of stars danced in obsidian depths before his mouth lowered, and I groaned as pleasure rocketed through me shockingly.
My entire body hummed with need, and my hands fisted against the blankets as he made my body sing for him. His tongue slid over my flesh, and my nerves stood up and took notice since no man had ever awoken them before now.
Ryder’s fingers pushed into my sex, and I shivered around them, turning to gauge the distance from us to the sword. I needed to get above him, which meant I was going to need to gain some semblance of control to get on top. The problem was, I didn’t want his mouth to stop what it was doing.
That was easier said than done as his mouth clamped against my clit, and I exploded without warning. Lights burst in my vision. Cataclysmic events played out through my body, and I screamed as I came unhinged, fisting my hands in the blankets as he took me over the edge into an abyss of euphoria.
His moan was sexy. The way it vibrated against my pussy had me edging toward the cliff again. I sat up abruptly, realizing I was about to be turned into a mindless being. The motion unseated him as I ran my fingers through his hair, kissing him hard and fast while I took him to the bed.
He allowed it with a smile coated in my arousal, which I tasted as I devoured him with a kiss. I straddled his hips while my pussy rubbed against the hardness of his rigid cock that pushed against my opening invitingly.
Ryder lifted me, pushing a solid inch into my opening as I rocked against him. I lowered my mouth to his lips again, claiming mine as my hand slid across the bed. I inched slowly toward the sword that rested against the edge of the nightstand. My fingers clasped around the hilt, and I lifted it, screaming as he pushed into my body.
It was brutal, and yet my pussy clenched around his cock ravenously, taking him until he was buried within me to the base. I lifted the sword and slammed it into his body; only it didn’t pierce his flesh. I stared down at the red rose now smashed against his heart, and then slid my gaze to where his cock was buried in my body. He stretched me, and it ached and burned as he held me there, watching me closely. His hands lifted my hips before slamming me back down on his hard, thick cock.
“Only one of us is getting impaled tonight, sweet imp,” he chuckled as a fire lit in his gaze and victory etched in the fine lines of his face.
I moaned, rocking against him to stop the pain that he created as he filled every inch of my body with his massive cock. His hands lifted, cupping my breasts before he trailed his thumbs over the hardness of my nipples. Fingers pinched delicate flesh, and my body clenched tighter, milking his silken cock as my stomach tightened with the need to come again.
“Do you feel me now, wife?” he asked, rolling me beneath him as his hips rocked slowly.
“I just tried to murder you, and you’re worried about me feeling you?” I whimpered, gasping at the sensation of him seated in my body until he began moving his hips.
It was erotic and the sexiest thing I’d ever experienced, but then I exploded, and he fucked me hard. The way he pounded into my core was intense, using the arousal that coated my pussy to stretch my insides to accommodate all of him.
“Fuck, you’re too tight to fuck slowly, woman,” he growled, watching as he sent me careening toward the edge with precision. “You remember this, Pet? The way your greedy cunt milks me as I stretch this tight pussy? The way your pretty eyes grow heavy as I make you mine?”
“I’m not your fucking pet, asshole,” I argued as my mouth opened, and I screamed, coming undone. He hissed and slowed, tensing as he came over the edge with me. “Balls! You came in me, asshole. Get off of me!”
“Afraid I might knock you up again?”