Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
The hum in my veins demands I grip Gigi’s thigh, the velvet soft skin giving pliantly under my rough palm.
These hands are too tainted to touch perfect skin like hers, but fuck if I can stay away from her. Not after spending the night with her in my arms, bare, soft skin tucked up against me, as she whimpered and murmured in her sleep.
I wanted to charge into her dreams and slay any fucking thing that scared her.
She makes me crazy. Deranged. Hungry and protective in a way I’ve never felt before. Never thought I would.
Fuck. I growl, pressing my mouth against the crown of her head as she shifts against me. I watched Grenade turn into a maniac over my sister after he kidnapped her. Now I understand why.
Gigi glides her hand up my side, her fingertips almost hesitant as they explore my abs. Ridge by ridge. Making my brain whir around inside my skull.
“You’re so…perfect,” she whispers. “I’m glad you took your clothes off.”
“Needed to be close to you, sweetheart. Make sure you were okay while you slept.”
My voice sounds deep even to my own ears.
She continues to touch me, slow as hell, causing my pulse to bleed into the tips of my fingers, along my shins, every place you never know exists until your body is completely electrified.
“I love the way you feel.”
I stifle a groan, my whole body trying to cinch tight at that delicate touch. “It’s all yours.” I rasp against her lush mouth, unable to stay away any longer, my tongue stroking in as she matches my moan.
When her fingers trace lower, getting closer and closer to my ten inches of cock-turned-to-steel, I have to move. Absolutely have to pull her closer, the heat of her pussy beckoning me like a magnet.
Her hand is trapped between us, pressing hard into my cock now. I twitch, leaking with anticipation.
Fighting to stay still, I drag my mouth along her cheek until I’m brushing the shell of her ear with my lips. “Are you ready for me to make you mine?”
There’s a flush of heat to her skin that wasn’t there a second before. She nods into my neck as her fingers curl around my cock. “Yes. I want to feel you on top of me. Your body makes me feel so safe.”
Oh fuck. A semi-truck full of guilt slams into my chest. “Baby,” I grind out. “I let that bastard grab you. I’m furious about that.”
“Shhh,” she tips her face up to mine, seeking, reaching for my mouth with hers. “You’ve got me now. Ground me, Skyler. Bring me back to us.”
I roll her under me, slipping my fingers into her hair, looking down at her beautiful face. Those big, soft, trusting eyes rake a hot brand through my chest, stamping a sizzling mark on my heart.
“You understand that once I’m inside you, there is no other man in your life. Ever. I’m it, Gigi. I don’t share. I don’t even let other men think about what’s below your clothing. You’ll never bare this body to a crowd again.”
“I know,” she replies quietly, her gaze tracing over the scars on my face, the beard scruff, the tangle of hair hanging over my forehead. “I think all those years I was saving myself for you. I knew you were out there, someone who would cherish what we do.”
“Fuck right, I will cherish it. Worship you. Spend my life making sure you’re happy and safe.”
She touches my face, a tremble in her fingers as she does. “How did I fall in love with you so fast?”
I lean close, my breath against her lips. “The same way I fell in love with you when you climbed on my bike and wrapped your arms around me, trusting me to save you.”
With the threads of my restraint unraveling, I taste her in a slow, winding kiss that’s full of the things I can’t say, but will. Be my wife. Have my kids. Make a home with me.
Our bodies rock together. Hard seeking soft. Soft seeking hard. Her lithe dancer’s legs shift, my hands frame her hip, sliding around to her perfect, peach-shaped ass so I can lift her against my desperate cock.
“We’ll go slow. You’ll have to work up to taking all of me,” I rasp before I dive into her mouth again, this time harder, hungrier. She bites at my lips, her heart pounding against me as her diamond-hard nipples scrape against my chest.
“Please, Skyler, I want your fingers inside of me. Please.”
Christ. I want to be everywhere at once. I need to taste her, to fuck her, to hold her. The dark parts of me want to tie her up, to spank her. To fuck her ass and mark that second hole with a dripping load of my cum after I’ve nailed her pussy until she’s screaming my name.
The possessive beast is demanding I dominate her, but that has to wait. This morning is about her trusting me with the precious gift of her first time.
As I drag my mouth along her neck, I shift so I can reach her pussy with my free hand. God. I need more hands, right fucking now.
“Oh baby. Fuck, this hot little cunt is heaven. So soft and sweet,” I growl as I dip one, then two fingers into the slippery signs of her arousal, savoring her husky whimper.
She’s so lush and wet, I have to get a taste. Biting my way down her body, I keep the finger action going, watching her bloom open, her legs spreading wide, her body glowing pink with her arousal.
When I slash my tongue through her dripping honey, I moan, my cock violently spasming. I’ve never tasted anything this delicious.
She squeaks when I suction her clit, but I don’t let up as I massage her ass with one hand and finger her with my other hand.
God, I can’t get enough of her, but I need to feel her pussy on my cock more than I need air right now.
When I crawl up her body she opens her arms for me, looking up at me with pleasure glossing her eyes, her mouth still wet from the deep hungry French kisses.
“Condom? Choice is yours, Chaos.”
“I’m on the pill,” she says shyly, her gaze dropping to my throat, but her pussy ripples around my fingers as if the idea of me taking her bare excites her.
With my voice low and husky now, huskier than ever, I say, “Perfect. I want nothing between us.”
Her gaze flips upward, locking with mine. “Me too,” she whispers before running her tongue over her lower lip.
I flatten her, grinding my body against the welcoming softness of her, the pressure inside my cock reaching a critical level.
I can’t believe she’s here. The gorgeous dancer I watched but wouldn’t allow myself to approach. There’s no way I would pursue her in that club because it cheapened what I wanted her to feel.
It would have made me one of them—the men who pay for attention. I wanted her. Not a few minutes of her time in exchange for dollars.
“I’m gonna take such good care of you, baby.” I promise, my voice thick with emotion.
Unable to wait a second longer, I notch the head of my cock against that tight wet slit, telling myself to go slow. She’s too tiny. So tight. Fuck. The head will barely breach her virgin hole.
Panting, I adjust the angle, spreading the wetness around. Grunting as I cram forward more.
“I’m okay,” she breathes, her breath shuddering.
The beast inside me roars at the thought of hurting her, but I can’t stop. I know what’s on the other side of this painful part is total bliss.
Making an animalistic sound, I thrust in an inch as tremors wrack the arm that’s holding me up. This is it. I’m not stopping now. I need to take her.
I drop my weight onto her, stamping my mouth to hers catching her whimpers as I push in and in. Goddamn. She’s gripping me like a fist. My vision blurs, my pulse thunders louder than my Harley.
Then the world stops. The thin layer of her virginity is right at the tip of my cock. Her walls are slick and rippling around me. The weight of what I’m about to do is monumental on my shoulders.
She looks up at me and some silent, deep thing passes between us.
“I’ve got you,” I breathe, searching her eyes for any hesitation.
“I know you do,” she whispers back, leaning up, kissing me sweetly, giving so much in the way her tongue seeks mine.
With a throaty grunt, I knock down the wall of her innocence, using a sharp punch, a drive of my hungry cock.
Her mouth opens on a silent scream and I slide my hand between us to rub my thumb over her clit to help chase away the pain.
“That’s it, baby. Mine now. Relax and let me take you all the way.” I rear up on my arms, moving my cock in and out of her in a slow rolling wave, letting her adjust.
God she feels good. Looks so pretty below me. Those sweet, trusting eyes, and those addictive curves. I’m harder than a redwood tree.
But she winces and I freeze. “Baby, I hate hurting you.”
“You’re really thick.”
I kiss her, taking it slow. “It will get easier baby.”
“I know.” She shifts her legs, her breath coming in little pants. “Don’t stop, please.”
“Come here, angel,” I scoop her up with my arm, switching our position. “This will be better for you and my hands are free to be everywhere.”
She seems surprised when I settle her on her side, my body behind hers. My pulse triple-times as her ass seats against me, my cock pressed between her cheeks. For a few seconds all I can do is fight for control to keep from rolling her on her stomach and fucking her silly.
Soon. But not now.
“Give me your leg.” I pull her upper leg back over my thigh and find that tight slit again with my cock. “This way I can play with your clit and devour that tempting neck.”
When I press inside, she throws her head back. “Oh my god, that spot! Feels so good.”
Slowly circling her clit with my middle finger, I fight to keep the pace slow, focusing on the place she likes. Soon she relaxes, and takes me deeper.
“Oh fuck, sweetheart. That’s it. You just let me in.”
“Feels good,” she moans, swiveling her hips in time with my thrusts.
“Yes, you do,” I growl, forcing more of my inches inside the wet slice of heaven.
We find our rhythm, her pressing back and down on my cock as I stroke in and play with her clit and the opening of her pussy. Kissing her neck, biting her ear, I tell her all the filthy things I’m going to do to her in the days that come.
”Sky-Skyler,” she whines as her nipples harden even more. “I’m almost?—”
Her words cut off, her breathing going erratic. Those tiny muscles clench around me, catapulting me into an orgasm with her.
“Oh, god,” I moan, clenching my teeth. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuck.”
Her cries turn raspy as her body arches back against me, grinding me deeper. My cum, her pussy juices are squelching out, soaking us both.
We’re a hot fucking mess and I can’t resist smearing my hot seed all over her lower stomach.
The way she responds sets off painful after-shocks—spasms wrack my balls, my dick, squeezing my entire body into a white-hot clench. For a long minute all we do is pant wrapped up together, the sound of our harsh breathing filling the bedroom.
I’m surprised when she giggles. “Wow. I didn’t know you know how to yodel.”
”Impressive, huh?” I chuckle. Fuck if I know what I did besides nut inside my soon to be wife.
I drag her closer. “My sweet, wild Chaos. You sure turned my world upside down,” I whisper in her ear before I find her pounding pulse with my lips.
When she sighs happily, it cements something inside of me. An anchor that I didn’t think I needed. But now I know I’ll never be the same without this woman by my side.
I have to fix the problem with her father, or we’ll never have peace. And she’s not going to like how I’m going to do it one fucking bit.
“Now I need to feed you.” I kiss her shoulder. “Then I’ve got to go to work.”