Chapter 35 #2
“It’s fucking you!” he blurts as he grabs my shoulders and looks right into my eyes. “It’s you, little villain. You fill the gaping void inside me. You fit there perfectly, and I don’t want to go another single day of my life without you taking up all the space in the world inside me.”
My throat bobs.
“There is no one else,” he snarls, tapping his temple as his eyes glint into mine. “Not here. And not here,” he growls, tapping his heart. “There never was. Then I met you, and now I know there will never anyone but—”
When I grab his shirt and stretch up to crush my lips to his, it’s like a dam giving way.
One kiss that lasts maybe five full seconds before it becomes a whirlwind.
A hurricane.
A typhoon slamming into shore.
I barely have time to swing the door to Ari’s room shut before we’re crashing together again, kissing and biting and moaning. His hands push my tank top up, slipping over the bare skin beneath it and making me whimper as I sink into him.
Lochlan whips me around, and I groan with pure, raw need when my hands go flat to the bathroom mirror and my hips pin to the vanity.
I whimper when he shoves my tank top the rest of the way up, freeing my tits as he cups them and roughly pinches my swollen nipples. I moan gutturally when he tears my pajama pants and panties down to my ankles.
His knee jams between my legs, and I shiver with need as he spreads them wide.
The hot, swollen head of his cock sinks against my slick pussy, and I bite my lip as I lift my gaze to meet his in the mirror.
One hand slides over my hip. The other wraps my hair in a tight fist and yanks my head back hard enough for wet heat to pool in my core.
“There is no one but you, little villain,” he rasps. “Got it?”
I whimper and nod eagerly.
“Excellent. Now be a good fucking girl and take my fat fucking cock.”
Oh, fuck.
He sinks into me with one glorious thrust, burying every thick inch in my tight, wet heat. I bite down hard on my lip to stop myself from screaming, my face in the mirror caving as the power in his thrust sends me up onto the balls of my feet.
He slides out and then rams right in again, sending ripples of pleasure cascading through my body as my fingers claw the mirror in front of me.
“All.”
Thrust.
“I.”
Thrust.
“Ever.”
Thrust. Thrust.
“Want.”
Thrust. Thrust. THRUST.
“Is you, baby,” he snarls in my ear right before he bites it hard and fucks his huge cock deep inside my eager pussy.
My eyes roll back, my hands pawing at the glass and my head tugged back by the hair as Lochlan fucks the shit out of me. At one point, he grabs my thigh and lifts one knee up onto the counter, spreading me even wider open for him.
I moan and whimper and slam a hand over my mouth as my world ignites and catches fire. As the man who came storming into my life and who I never want to leave it utterly takes me.
His hand slides over my hip and down between my legs, rolling my clit between his fingertips as he buries his fat dick in me over and over, until reality itself blurs.
Until I can’t stand it any longer.
“Lochlan…”
His name drops from my lips as my body coils and clenches, until suddenly, it explodes.
This time, it’s his hand that slams over my mouth, muffling my cries. It's so insanely hot that I instantly cascade into another orgasm.
Lochlan fucks into me, his heavy balls slapping my clit over and over as I keep fucking coming. His teeth rake down the side of my throat. His muscles flex and ripple against me. His glorious cock plows into me again and again, until every nerve ending in me tightens into a hot white ball.
Oh my God…
“Come with me, baby,” he rasps into my ear. “Be my good girl and come all over my fucking dick. Come for me while I empty my balls into your sweet, tight pussy.”
The ball of pure energy inside me suddenly shatters into a million stars. I cry out into his hand as he groans and buries himself to the hilt, his hot cum pumping into me in thick ropes.
Then he fucks me a second time, this time as I'm sitting on the counter with my legs around his waist, trying desperately to keep my eyes open so I can look into his as I come all over again.
After that, we stumble back into my bedroom, giggling and laughing in hopefully hushed-enough tones. I blush as I turn to eye him.
“What is it?” he grins.
“Could we…” My teeth rake over my bottom lip.
“Anything, baby,” he murmurs as he pulls me into his arms.
“Could we go back to Kingsward? I just…” I hesitate, but then I spit it out. “I really want to wake up next to you in the morning,” I mumble awkwardly. “But if we sleep here, the likelihood of Ari or Lucia—”
“Galina.”
He cups my face between his hands.
“Yes, we can go to Kingsward.”
I grin, going up on my tiptoes to kiss him. Then I skip over to my dresser to start tugging on fresh underwear, sweatpants, and a t-shirt.
“Wear something warmer on top of that,” he murmurs. “It’s chilly out there.”
“Oh, were you cold when you were spying on us through the window?”
He grins and rolls his eyes. “Is it really spying if you’re just sitting right there in the window, without blinds?”
“Uh, yes?”
He rolls his eyes again. “Just get a sweatshirt.”
I duck into my closet and tug one off a hanger. When I do, the bag that I lent to Wren ages ago and just got back tumbles off the top shelf and onto the floor.
…And something small and black falls out of the side pocket.
Oh, God.
My heart stops beating.
My skin grows cold.
My eyes harden as I stare at the tracking device.
“I thought you said no more stalking.”
My voice feels like it’s coming from far away as it murmur from my frozen lips.
“No more cameras. No more trackers. No more hidden mics.”
Lochlan’s frowns and turns away from the window. “Yeah, baby, I’m not—”
“What do you call this?”
I want him to deny it. I want him to do anything to make me not feel what I can already feel surging up inside me.
But then I see the look on his face.
“Oh my God…” I breathe.
“Baby, it’s not—”
“You need to leave.”
My voice is so soft it’s barely a whisper. But the second I say it, the whole world goes still.
Lochlan’s brows furrow. “Galina—”
“I said you need to leave.”
He shakes his head. “Baby, that’s only there because—”
“You need to LEAVE!” I hiss, my heart galloping in my chest as pain twists inside me.
“Galina, listen to—”
Without a word, I turn and march out of my room into the bathroom. Then into Arianna’s room, heedless of my two friends still sleeping in her bed. I rummage through Lucia’s bag, grab what I need, then storm back into my room.
“Look at me, little villain,” Lochlan hisses. “Really look at me. I was not—”
He stops talking real fast when I march over to him and jam the business end of the pepper spray in his face.
“I’m going to count to three,” I seethe. “And you’re going to leave, or else I’m going to empty this entire fucking can into your eyes!”
Lochlan doesn’t flinch, just slowly shakes his head. “I’m not leaving until I can show you I’m not—”
“One.”
“I’m not leaving, Galina.”
“Two,” I snarl.
“You’re going to have to spray me, baby,” he hisses. “And even when you do, I’m not walking away, not when you’re hurting like this. I’m incapable of walking away from that. So go the fuck ahead and spray me!”
He’s right. He won’t leave even if I spray him in the eyes.
So I change course.
The second I flip the spray can around and hold the nozzle up to my own eyes, Lochlan goes still as a statue.
“Galina…”
“Let’s try this again,” I choke. “One.”
“Jesus Christ, drop the fucking—”
“Two.”
Our eyes lock.
“I will pull this trigger,” I choke as a tear slides down my face.
Lochlan’s eyes lock with mine, and I swear something shatters in them as he starts backing away.
“I didn’t know the tracker was still there,” he growls. “I haven’t used the software in—”
“Two and a fucking half.”
He steps back again, then again. Finally, he reaches behind him and opens the door to my room.
We stand there looking at each other for a long few seconds, my pulse thudding as I hold the pepper spray to my face.
Lochlan nods slowly, taking a quiet breath before he looks straight at me.
Then he steps out and closes the door behind him.