Chapter 11 #2
A silent scream sticks in my throat. My eyes slam shut as he drives his tongue in, then quickly replaces it with greedy fingers eager to explore.
The wet suction from my pussy pulling him deeper makes my body burn even hotter.
Every single one of Revyn’s groans and grunts, the scratch of his calloused hands on my smooth thighs, the dig of his nails on my ass, the biting pain as he nips and sucks my clit—all of it brings me to the highest peak of pleasure and tosses me over the edge.
I come so hard that I black out.
Revyn purrs against my pussy, lazily lapping the desire dripping down my thighs as he pumps two fingers inside me.
“Gorgeous,” he rumbles, swiping his tongue over my swollen clit.
I jump at the sudden burst of pleasure and dig my heels into his shoulder blades.
He doesn’t stop fingering me, and my pussy flutters around him.
Shit, shit, shit. Now that he’s had a taste, he won’t want to stop—but neither do I.
Withdrawing his fingers, he repositions himself, pushing my knees to my chest as he rises onto his own and notches his cock at my entrance.
The sinful smirk on his lips makes my heart clench.
He’s not looking at my face—he’s staring at my pussy as he drags the head of his cock along my slit, teasing my clit and slicking his dick with my desire.
“Ohhh, Sienna, baby. I’ve fucking missed you.
” Grabbing one of my thighs, he slowly thrusts his hips and pushes the tip of his cock inside me.
Sweat breaks out across his skin as he holds still, finally tearing his gaze from our union to meet my eyes.
“Let me have you,” he whispers, the thread of longing in his words so sharp, so deep, that it cuts like a knife. My heart bleeds for him. I want him.
That’s never changed.
I stare into his onyx eyes, the pain within mirroring my own. If I say yes, he’ll run with it. Take more than I intend to give. Happily ignore the warning signs that the two of us are doomed and carry me off the edge of a cliff, all so that we can stay together.
We can’t be mates.
But gods, does he make me want to try.
I bite my bottom lip so hard that the skin breaks.
Revyn inhales deeply, the haze of desire in his eyes clearing just enough for him to release my thigh and lower my legs to the bed.
Carefully, he climbs on top of me and cradles my cheek, sighing against my lips as our foreheads meet.
“I know,” he murmurs, sliding his tongue across my lip and tasting my blood.
“I know that it hurts.” His hips move, pushing another blessed inch inside of me.
“Let me make it better. Let me take the pain away.”
How can something I want so much hurt this badly?
The sun has yet to rise, and I use that as my excuse when I nod my head to give him permission. We might not be mates without a completed bond, but for tonight, we can pretend. Go back to all the times we’ve done this—given in to each other—without another care in the world.
He pushes inside of me at the perfect angle, both of us moaning in unison as our hips meet.
Kissing my lips, he steals the breath from my lungs as he drives into me hard, the drag of his cock slow on the retreat but punishingly perfect when he slams home.
I wind my fingers in his hair and kiss him back, knowing that this will be the last time, a final exception, one shared moment to last the rest of our lives.
I give him every beat of my heart and every breath in my lungs, just as crazy about him as he is about me.
Our bodies collide at a fever pitch, the headboard pounding into the stone wall, my nails raking down his back, his guttural growl in my ear as he groans the one thing that’s going to break my heart.
I love you.
The words flow past his lips like a prayer, like he can’t hold back the truth of his heart after so many nights apart, like there’s nothing else that matters but claiming every part of me for himself. It’s not a full moon, but his teeth scrape my neck in a promise that comes as soon as he does.
His seed spills inside of me, pumping in thick bursts that make my pussy clench. I tumble over the edge after him, unable to breathe as fire burns through my veins, and my heart nearly explodes.
I’m not surprised when he sinks his fangs into my neck, but I’m surprised at how much it hurts.
The power of Revyn’s alpha command breaks, and I cry out from the pain.
Agony rips through me at an alarming speed, dousing the fire and replacing it with shards of ice.
They burst through my veins and dig into my flesh.
My scream echoes against the walls, but it doesn’t sound like my voice—
It’s his.
My balcony window cracks, the harsh snap nearly drowning out the broken howl of a wolf mid-shift, a keening whine that sets my teeth on edge. A blur of bright amber streaks across the balcony and jumps over the edge, disappearing into the darkness below.
I hold my hand to my bleeding neck as Revyn helps me sit up. He avoids my gaze as he licks my blood from his lips, the hint of a smile making my aching heart pound faster.
“What was that?” When he doesn’t reply, I grab his chin and force him to face me. “Revyn. What did you do?” I search his eyes but find no answers, only a smug satisfaction that makes my skin crawl. “Why was Alistair outside the window?”
Revyn’s throat clicks on a heavy swallow. “Why were you dreaming about him?”
“I don’t know, but apparently you do.” My grip tightens. “Did you know he was there?”
A stiff nod.
“Is that why you bit me?”
His eyes meet mine, their silver glow brighter than usual. “No.”
“But it didn’t stop you.”
“No.”
I take a deep breath as nausea churns my gut. “What happened after I fell off the mountain with Alistair?”
Revyn deflects. “It doesn’t matter. You’re mine.”
Frustration reignites every fresh ache in my body.
I’m still reeling from the pain of Revyn’s bite, but the hurt cuts deeper than my flesh.
It’s like an infection burrowing deeper with every breath I take.
Shoving him, I stand on shaky legs and march to the door.
Pulling it open, I ignore the stares of nosey bitches lingering in the hallway.
They don’t even bother pretending that they weren’t eavesdropping on the two wild wolves fucking like rabid animals.
“Get out,” I snarl, glaring at Revyn.
The one man that’s supposed to be on my side.
Regret finally softens his features. “Sienna—”
“You lied to me. Again.” A bitter laugh cracks inside my chest. Gods, I’m so stupid. “I don’t know what about, but I sure as hell won’t get the truth from you. Get the fuck out, Revyn, and don’t you dare come back.” My eyes shift, and I finally see him for what he is.
The biggest mistake of my life.
After a long, painful moment of silence, he climbs off the bed and walks over to me.
The sliver of panic in his eyes almost makes me back down, but I hold fast and throw his boots into the hallway.
Once he’s grabbed his clothes, I take a step back to give him room to pass through the doorway without touching me.
I can tell that he wants to.
Swallowing hard, he stares at my face.
I refuse to stare back.
“You will never touch me again,” I vow, every beat of my heart cracking the wounds I desperately tried to heal while we were apart.
Closing the door, I seal the latch and slide to the floor as my legs give out.
A sob catches in my throat, and I go back to the mantra I’ve been trying to convince myself is true.
Tonight, it finally feels like it is.
I deserve more than what he’s willing to give me.
And it breaks my heart to believe it.