Chapter 17 #2
I thought about how he’d bring me the perfect cup of tea while I was in the library. Or how sometimes I’d find pastries outside my room for breakfast. My favorite ones that I’d get from the nearby outpost.
If it had been Bastian doing those things, I would have immediately suspected an ulterior motive. For all his faults, Ryker didn’t play those kinds of games.
That didn’t mean we had a future. At least, not one that didn’t lead to me having my heart broken.
“How mad are you at me, Princess?” His grin widened to show his sharp canines.
“Extremely,” I said a little too breathlessly.
Those wintery blue eyes studied my face like I was a work of art before slowly drifting down to my lips. “Don’t run away from me again.” He dropped my braid and tugged at the front of my shirt. “Promise.”
“Fine.” I purposefully took a small step away from him. “No more running.”
Ryker released the hold he had on my shirt, and I tried to ignore the odd twinge that hit my chest. What was another lie between us at this point? Soon enough, I’d be running somewhere even he wouldn’t be able to find me.
It took me a second to realize I was idly rubbing my chest again and that Ryker was captivated by the movement. The next thing I knew, he’d closed the distance between us and was tearing at the buttons on my shirt.
“Ryker!” I squeaked, my arms moving to cover my exposed breasts and my axe tattoo while I twisted my body, trying to see if there were any sentries patrolling this section of the wall.
With little effort, he knocked my arms aside and pressed his right hand flat against my chest, exactly where that tight feeling had been, and coincidentally also where the tattoo was.
His other hand went to my hip, and he guided me back until I was against the tree.
From this angle, nobody on the wall would be able to see us.
“We’re going to talk about what the fuck this tattoo is later.” He moved his hand enough to trace the edges of the design. “And I’m going to kill whoever put it on you.”
“You will do no such thing,” I growled.
“It’s adorable you think you can order me around. Almost as adorable as the way you lie.”
Sharp pain bit into my flesh where Ryker’s claws dug in over my heart. His gaze was still locked on it, and my pulse quickened as heat spread between my thighs.
“Ryker,” I breathed as that thread between us seemed to strengthen. “What are you doing?”
“We both know you’ll run again, so you lied a second ago.
But I’m more curious about the other lie you keep repeating.
The one about never choosing me.” He finally met my eyes again, and all I saw reflected in them was a wolf that had finally found its prey.
“You’re lying to yourself as much as to me. ”
“I meant it. You’ll never choose me either. Your loyalty is to the Alphas. I get it. They’re your pack, but they’re not mine, which means you never will be either.”
He tilted his head in that purely wolf way of his that I secretly loved. The heat pooling between my legs intensified, and I struggled not to rub my thighs together.
“Would you want me to be?”
“That’s not an option.” My heart was hammering so loud, I was surprised the guards hadn’t come down to investigate.
“I didn’t ask if it was an option.” His claws pressed harder into my flesh, and the tangy scent of my blood filled the crisp night air. “I asked if you wanted me to be yours.”
A flicker of anger broke through the lust and confusion. Why was he asking that?
“What are you doing? What are we doing?” I asked tightly. “This isn’t us. We fight. We fuck. We leave. That’s the extent of our relationship.”
“Only because you’re too stubborn to see what’s right in front of you,” he growled. “Ask me how I always find you, Rynn. Ask me how it feels when we’re apart.”
I stared at him, not understanding where these questions were coming from or why they were relevant. “You found me because you’re a good tracker, and your obsession isn’t my problem.”
Frustration and anger flashed across his face, and instantly, I felt better being in familiar territory.
“This conversation isn’t over.” He tore his hand away from my chest, making me wince, and dropped to his knees.
I stumbled forward, my palms falling to his shoulders to steady myself as he roughly yanked at my pants, tearing the buttons.
“But if I have to fuck you to help you see reason, then I will.”
“Oh fuck you, Ry—shit!” My head slammed back against the tree, and I bit my tongue to cut off the scream when Ryker pushed three fingers into my slick heat at the same moment his mouth closed over my clit, sucking it hard. I was wet but still tight as he pumped his fingers roughly in and out of me.
A loud moan broke free when he hit a particularly good spot.
Ryker’s hand froze and he pulled away from my trembling clit to look up at me.
“I suggest you stay quiet, because after watching Draven touch you yesterday, I’m not really in the mood to let anyone see you naked and coming on my tongue.
So unless you want the deaths of sentries on your soul, swallow those screams, Princess. ”
“Draven is just a frie—”
“I don’t care,” Ryker cut me off. “Shut up and come all over my face.”
“I fucking hate you,” I growled, even as my hands found their way to his head and I wrapped my fingers in that gorgeous silver hair, all but shoving his face back into my pussy.
His hot breath danced across my sensitive flesh as he chuckled before circling my clit with his tongue while his hand moved again.
My teeth bit into my bottom lip while I rode his fingers.
Pleasure built, and I had to keep my eyes open to prevent myself from slipping too far into it.
I wasn’t entirely sure if Ryker had meant his threat, but even if he didn’t kill anyone who interrupted us, I had no doubt he would beat the shit out of them.
So I stared at the still-open door of the barn and concentrated on not screaming while Ryker drove me closer and closer to oblivion.
“Harder,” I demanded.
Ryker’s left hand slid up my stomach to grip my breast, squeezing tightly while his teeth grazed my clit. My fingers tightened around his hair as I encouraged him for more.
Movement caught my attention in the darkness of the stable. So quick, I thought I had imagined it.
Shit. I’d been so quiet. Mostly.
Despite my bashfulness earlier, I couldn’t bring myself to care about someone seeing me naked and getting fucked. I just didn’t want Ryker to stop.
Go away, I willed. Whoever you are, go the fuck away.
As if on cue, the person stepped forward just enough for me to see them, and every part of me went still as Bastian’s green eyes locked with mine across the garden.
Sensing the change in my mood, Ryker’s fingers slowed and he started to pull away again.
Panic hit me. I didn’t want to deal with this now. It would be messy. So fucking messy. Did Ryker’s threat extend to Bastian? I could deal with Bastian later. He hadn’t burst in announcing his presence, so maybe he’d just go away.
I rolled my hips forward. “Don’t stop,” I murmured, dropping my gaze back to Ryker.
He peered up at me, his face glistening with my desire before he leaned forward, still holding my stare, and brazenly licked my clit before burying his face in my cunt.
Another moan escaped, and Ryker pinched my nipple in warning, which naturally only turned me on more. My head rolled back, and my stare once again collided with Bastian’s. His gaze was hungry as it trailed down my body. I blinked and realized he was wearing my Fae necklace, masking his scent.
His lips moved, and I latched on to the movement, trying to make out what he was saying.
Turnabout’s fair play.
“Oh, fuck,” I breathed out as Bastian slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled his cock free. Shit. Was I really doing this? Letting him watch while Ryker made me come?
Apparently I was, because I couldn’t bring myself to look away as Bastian stroked himself.
My breathing quickened as Ryker adjusted his position again, sliding his fingers back into me, so slow, it was almost obscene.
I trembled as he fucked me slowly before pulling out, only to thrust back in as his tongue lashed at my clit.
My back arched as I bit down on my lip, hard enough that coppery blood filled my mouth, but I held in the scream as the climax tore through me.
Ryker didn’t let me recover. One second, I was riding out a mind-numbing orgasm, and the next, his fingers were digging into my ass as he lifted me up and impaled me on his cock.
This time, I did scream, but his mouth crashed against mine half a second later.
The bark of the tree bit into my back as Ryker thrusted punishingly into me.
Then he broke our kiss as he nipped at my neck.
“You’re going to come again, Princess, and then I’m going to fill you full of my seed until it’s dripping down your thighs. ”
My pussy clenched around him, and he laughed.
“Shut up and fuck me harder,” I snarled.
One of his hands left my ass to wrap around my braid and pull my head to the side, giving him better access to my neck as he did as I’d demanded and fucked me harder. Immediately, my gaze went back to Bastian. His movements were faster and harsher too as he got himself off while watching us.
I shouldn’t like this. The small part of my mind still capable of rational thought screamed that this was going to complicate things even more, but it was hard to think about that when the rest of me was imagining Bastian sliding his cock into my mouth while Ryker made me scream.
Ryker’s movements became more feral, and I felt him drag his teeth across my neck, drawing a whimper out of me. I could have sworn I heard Bastian swear, but if he had, Ryker hadn’t heard him. My gaze rose to find Bastian’s at the exact moment Ryker bit down where my neck and shoulder met.
The mixture of pain and pleasure was too intense, and I couldn’t hold back the scream. Ryker’s hand left my hair to clamp down over my mouth as he fucked me through my orgasm. He came seconds later, groaning as a fresh wave of heat and dampness dripped down my thighs.
At some point, I’d closed my eyes. When I opened them, my mind still lost to absolute bliss, Bastian was gone.