Chapter 27
Darkness blankets the house. Everyone must be in their rooms, but I don’t care about seeing anyone but Mia. Fuck, I missed her, even though I wasn’t away that long. My entire body buzzes with ferocious need and mad desire.
Taking two steps at a time, I let myself into my room, and there she is, naked and lying on my bed, her eyes closed––waiting for me. My insides burn to lose myself in her.
I quickly unbutton my shirt, slip off my shoes, pull down my pants, and climb between her thighs––my heavenly place. A place no sinner should be allowed, yet she spreads herself open for me, a buffet I am going to indulge.
“Hello, my pretty pussy. You have me on the brink of fucking madness.”
A smile curves the corners of her pouty lips. Pretending she’s asleep makes this even hotter. My heart fills my chest with warmth at this connection we share. I never believed in finding your other person, even though I have witnessed it with Kaden and Celine, as well as Abigail and Dane. My soul recognizes Mia, thumping to the rhythm of one simple word––mine.
I can’t decide where to start, but I lean in and brush my lips against hers. She gives in to the kiss, gentle and soft—just like her.
“Fuck, how I’ve missed you.”
“I thought you missed my pussy more,” she says in a teasing voice.
“Smart ass. And stop eavesdropping when I talk to my pussy.”
“Yours, huh?”
“Only mine,” I say and slide my thumb along her slit. Wetness coats my fingertip, her arousal awakening that ravenous part of me that makes me want to fuck her so hard and bury myself in her until I am all she knows and craves—just like she does me.
“Always so damn ready and eager for my cock.”
“Your fault…”
“Fine by me.”
She crosses her arms around my neck, placing a kiss on my lips. “I need you.”
Her words push me over the edge, wanting to dive into her and never resurface.
“But first I have to greet my nipples, too.”
She chuckles, that melodious sound igniting happiness inside of me.
“Do I have a say in that?”
“Nope, you gave up that right when you offered yourself to me—a sinner.”
“Then let my body wash away your sins.”
“Yes, baptize me in your juices. Cleanse me of my darkness with your light.”
Sucking gently on one pointed nipple, I tweak the other with my thumb and index finger. Arching her back, she offers them to me. I could play with her round, pert tits all the damn time, and she’s so damn responsive.
“One day, I am going to make you come just by playing with your pretty tits,” I say, and she moans her approval. Her trust in me elevates my spirits, making me want to be the best version of myself. She deserves only the best, and I won’t compromise on that.
My tongue licks down her belly button, my hands gripping her thighs as I reach my coveted destination. She sucks in a breath as I descend on her. I don’t come up until she quivers in pleasure, abandoning herself to her release. I gulp down her juices, but my thirst for her is never satiated. I’ll have a lifetime of her, but if it were up to me, I’d want her even longer.
Licking the contour of her lips, I say, “Such a good pussy, coming so hard for my tongue.”
“It’s a determined and persuasive tongue.”
My hand slaps against her pussy, echoing in the room and eliciting another tremor from her.
“What you do to me…”
“Making you come, baby. It’s my duty and privilege.”
“And a poet. I am one lucky girl.”
“No, baby. I am the lucky one,” I say and thrust inside of her. Her pussy sucks me in––it’s the most mind-blowing experience, stretching her as she welcomes my cock.
A wave of intense pleasure slams into me, and I close my eyes for a moment. It’s always so damn good with her. It’s the ultimate rapture and the highest high.
Hooking her leg at my waist, I reach an even deeper angle inside of her. Her chest shoots up, and she bites into my neck, sucking gently.
I want her to cry out my name, but if she did, she would probably wake up the entire house.
Coaxing every last bit of pleasure from her pumps me up. In and out, I switch from rocking gently to thrusting hard enough that the bedframe thuds against the wall.
Not coming too fast is always a damn struggle. Wrapping my fingers around her neck, I apply a bit of pressure.
“Do you trust me?”
“I trust you. Completely.”
Powerful emotions almost knock me out. I swear to all that’s holy in my life and that is our connection, that I will never break her trust. Then tell her what you did. I shove that thought into the furthest corner of my mind, where my demons wait in line to sucker punch me. I will tell her, but nothing will be the same afterward. Like a person starved for happiness, I give in to my selfishness.
Cutting her air supply, her eyes widen but not with fear. No, she looks at me as if I am the most fascinating person alive. But I got an insight into her fantasies, having read the type of kinks she would like to explore. I am determined to keep her, and I will be the only man she’ll ever know, so I will give her fucking everything.
Her mouth parts to gasp for air while her walls constrict around me. She’s almost there. When I thrust inside of her one more time, I apply even more pressure, and she comes apart. With her life in my hands where she’s safe, the image is so potent I come, erupting in her on a long stream, groaning in utter delight.
I pull my hand away, and her chest heaves as she sucks in lungfuls of air.
“Oh, my freaking gosh… what was that?” she asks, dazed and lying there spent.
I fall next to her, and she rolls to my side. Draping her arm over my chest, she rests her face on her palm.
“I’m competing against those fuckers you read about,” I growl.
She bursts into peals of laughter. “Are you kidding me right now? You’re jealous?”
“The only person you’re allowed to fantasize about is me.”
“You’re making it impossible not to. And you’re acing the sex department.”
Oh, I am going to ace the dating department as well.
Her sincerity and honesty are inspiring. I am in awe of this incredible woman of mine.
Kissing the top of her head, she cuddles into me.
“How was the meeting?”
“We got what we wanted.”
“And how do you feel about that?”
“It doesn’t truly matter. It’s about survival, and the connection with the Syndicate is advantageous. Felix and Caleb opened the door for others to think they can take what’s ours.”
She gives me a serious look. “There’s more…”
Brushing my fingers along her spine, I say, “I’m afraid of losing myself in that world. It’s appealing to me.”
“You could never lose yourself. I’d never allow that, do you hear me? You’re too strong and have a moral compass that will guide you. This family means everything to you, and you’ll do whatever it takes to keep us safe. But yes, you have that side in you.”
“Aren’t you afraid of my darkness?”
“No, it’s part of you, and while I am a pacifist, a war has to be fought and won. That’s not pretty, but it is what it is. We’re defending ourselves.”
“I’d cross every boundary. I’d slaughter anyone who even dares come after you.”
“I know, and I am feeling blessed to have you.”
Her words are like a healing balm, soothing every broken piece in me. Her accepting that part of me lightens that tone-like weight.
“What are they like?”
“Conceited, entirely too arrogant.”
“You fit right in, then.”
I arch a brow, and she flattens the line with her fingertip. “You got this.”
“As long as I have you, I can overcome anything.”
She kisses me, and tiredness stretches over her delicate features.
“Sleep, Silver. I’m here.”
“To watch over me, my knight in dark armor.”
I chuckle as my fingers thread through her hair, playing with her silky strands until her breathing deepens with sleep.
While she lies sound asleep and safely tucked in my arms, I think of date ideas.
I can’t let danger sabotage us from spending some quality time together.
***
After classes, I wait for Mia to come outside. She slept in, so we didn’t have breakfast with the others. I made her a quick smoothie packed with vitamins, and we headed out.
From a distance, I see Celine waving at me. Next to her is Kaden. I push myself off the alcove wall, and we meet halfway.
“How was it?” both of them ask at the same time, and then they exchange sugary smiles. I can’t believe neither of them has cavities. But as I watch their smitten expression, I am happy for them.
“It’s done.”
Kaden nods, and Celine looks up at me. “Thank you for doing this.”
“He was born to do this,” Kaden says, and I tip my jaw in agreement.
“See you at home,” Celine says.
“I’m taking Mia on a date.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet.”
“Be safe, okay?” Kaden says, and I pin him with a serious stare.
If someone wants to die today, let them come and disturb our date. I fucking challenge anyone to do that. I’d take their limbs apart and bathe in their blood.
That murderous energy comes to an abrupt halt when Mia steps out of the building like a beam of light. The moment she sees me, she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, radiating. It does things to me seeing her wear my hair clips. My guiding credo becomes making her smile that brightly whenever she sees me.
I take her hand, and the moment we round the corner, I back her into the wall, feasting on her lips until both of us remain breathless.
“Hello to you, too. That’s a mandatory greeting from now on.”
“I live to please you.” It’s a damn statement, not an exaggeration.
Taking her smaller hand in my bigger one again, they fit, like we do—seamlessly.
I pull her over to my car when we reach the house.
“Are we going to the lodge?” she asks, delight coloring her voice. I am glad she loves it there. It will be our house someday. The place I had built so I could get some peace of mind and hide my demons is now the place bathed in light and her.
“Nope. We’re going on a date.”
“Really?” she squeals, excitement ringing loud.
Opening the passenger door for her, she gets in, almost bouncing in her seat.
I can’t wipe the stupid grin off my face as I drive downtown and park in front of a bookstore.
She pushes at the door and looks from the store to me, eyes glistening with emotions.
“You pick whatever you want. However many books you like. My treat.”
“Are you sure?”
“I never joke when it comes to you,” I say, dead serious.
“You might regret it.”
I’d spend every dollar to my name for her. My only true regret is not giving in to us sooner. I regret losing hope that I would meet someone like her and give in to fleeting pleasure. I’ve never belonged to anyone else, but I am hers—completely. She conquered my walls, owning my heart. She’s the only woman who matters and the last one for me.
I am forgotten as soon as she steps inside the bookstore and takes everything in. It’s a three-story building with a small coffee shop in the corner. Mia peruses every title, starting methodically on the right side. After we complete the first story, she places three non-fiction books on education in my arms. On the second level, when she sees the romance department, she gives me a coy smile.
“Buy them all. They come in handy,” I say.
“I knew there was more to your generous offer.”
“Oh, Silver, you should know by now that I have ulterior motives. I am not that selfless.”
While she places the tenth book on the stack in my arms, I tell her, “I’ll be right back.”
“Maybe this is enough for now.”
“No, there’s no limit.”
“This is the best date ever.”
I wink at her and wait in line next to another guy holding a few books. We exchange a knowing look.
“It has its perks being with a romance reader, doesn’t it?” he says.
“It sure does.”
Mia is smart, curious, and passionate. I’d buy the damn bookstore for her.
“I thought guys like you only existed in books,” the cashier says with a sigh as I pay for the first stack and then take them to the car.
Hurrying back to Mia, she struggles to balance the six books she found while browsing a few more.
We end up buying twenty books, and as soon as we’re in the car, she looks at the backseat filled with bags.
“Can’t wait to dive into them.”
Can’t wait to try the things she wants to experience.
“You grin like that, and now I think of sex. Ugh.” She clenches her thighs, and I bite down a chuckle.
Driving with one hand to the next location, I unbutton her jeans.
“What are you doing?” There’s zero apprehension in her tone but simple lust.
“Baby, I’m making you come on my fingers. Can’t have my girl unsatisfied.”
I press my thumb on her clit and push two fingers inside her hot, wet pussy, then three. She likes that bite of pain, and she’s used to my cock.
She throws her head back while I switch from looking at the street to watching her bite down on her lower lip. My cock is so hard it tents my jeans, making me squirm in my seat. But I ignore my needy dick, intent on bringing her to climax. And when she does, my name falling from her luscious lips, it pumps my veins with satisfaction like nothing else.
In a flurry of movement, she unbuckles herself.
“Seatbelt on, now.”
“Sorry, I am hungry for your cock.”
I almost swerve off the fucking road. Her mouth will be the death of me.
Unbuckling me with jerky moves, she pulls my cock out and blows me––my mind and dick.
I grip the steering wheel so hard that my knuckles whiten. With one hand, I fist her hair, but I let her lead. The traffic passes me by in a blur and it takes everything in me to stay focused as pleasure threads around every fiber of my being, owning me just like she does. She knows exactly what to do to drive me insane, applying just the right pressure and going from licking the vein on my shaft to sucking me in a maddening rhythm, I stand no chance.
Bobbing her head up and down, she moans around my cock; the vibrations making my balls heavy with the impending release.
“I’m going to come. Keep sucking me, baby,” I plead, trying to keep my eyes on the road while the pleasure ravages me.
Swallowing my cum and licking me clean, she tucks my dick back into my boxer briefs. I sag in the seat when she returns to the passenger seat, looking satisfied, sexy, and mine.
Perfect fucking date.
I drive for a while longer and park in front of a spa hotel by the ocean.
“What are we doing here?” she asks.
“Relaxing, spending quality time together, forgetting about everything else, and focusing on us.”
Her eyes shine with pure emotion, and I cup her cheek. She leans into my touch, brushing a sweet kiss on my palm.
“You’re perfect, Blake. I love you.”
A hundred stallions take off in my chest, galloping at full speed. I’ve heard those words before from my friends, but coming from her, they have a different effect on me.
She moves to get out of the car, and I reach for her. I want this date to be perfect. I will only tell her that I love her after she knows the truth. Saying it sooner would feel like manipulation. She can toss my love away, but it wouldn’t change my feelings.
Swallowing the anguish, I turn her face to me.
“It’s not that I don’t feel the same. It’s…there is one more thing I need to tell you first.”
She palms my cheeks, caressing me. “I didn’t say it for you to say it back. It just felt right. And please tell me soon so we can overcome that fear of yours.”
She sounds so confident, her eyes sparkling with belief. Smiling brightly, she adds, “We don’t even have an overnight bag.”
I open my trunk and take the bags out.
“Thought of everything, Mister Dreamy and Perfect boyfriend.”
“You flatter me, but please, keep going,” I say, now that her words blow the gloomy shadows to smithereens.
“Fishing for compliments?”
“Shamelessly, yes.” But it’s more than that. I was never good enough, and I still can’t understand what she sees in me.
Her face turns pensive, and she taps a finger on her chin, tilting her head.
“I wouldn’t even know where to start… but here it comes. I’ll start with the physical, though I am a little ashamed to admit—you look freaking hot. When I first saw you, I almost tripped. I had to do a double take. And as if your chiseled physique was not enough, when I looked into your green eyes, I thought you were an elf king, fulfilling my fantasy to be swept away in a faraway kingdom.”
“I like where this is going.”
“And that whole mysterious aura… I needed to find out what it was about you that drew me in like that.”
“I was supposed to be your mission of gathering information.”
“That was forgotten as soon as I developed this fascination and slight obsession.”
Knowing she feels as intense as I do heals every damaged part of me. All the shit I went through was worth it. Maybe it happened to appreciate her.
“Your mental strength, your deep-seated loyalty, your almost martyr-like sacrifice, and your capacity to love make you someone incredible. The fact you aren’t even aware of it makes you even more endearing.”
She robbed me of my words, so I show her my appreciation by slamming my mouth on hers.