25. Kayla
Shooting up from the floor, I throw my whole weight into it as I tackle Jace. It makes him take one step back. One. Single. Step. Another snarl rips from me as I shove at his muscular body again.
“Fucking bastard!” I scream at him.
I can’t believe that I wished he was here just mere minutes ago when he was the one who had orchestrated this whole thing. I’m going to fucking kill him for this.
He chuckles and then tilts his head to the side as if conceding the point. “Yeah, I know.” Seriousness blows across his features as he fixes me with a commanding stare. “But you needed a practical demonstration. You’re good at slipping your own bodyguards, but you do need them for situations like these. You need me.”
“The only thing I will be needing is a shovel for when I bury your body.”
“You—”
Yanking up a hand, I gasp and point to the door behind him in shock.
He immediately whips around.
Smug victory pulses through me. I can’t believe he fell for that.
But I don’t waste a second. Hooking my foot behind his ankle, I yank his leg out at the same time as I tackle him again. This time, because his balance is off from how he’s twisting towards the door, he actually goes down.
Both of us tumble to the ground as he topples backwards.
He hits the stone floor with me on top of him. The impact is forceful enough to knock the breath out of him.
While he is busy sucking air back into his lungs, I throw my arm out and reach for the manacles attached to a ring in the floor a short distance from us. If I can just get it around his wrist, I’ve won. And then I will make him fucking crawl.
My fingers brush against the cool metal of the shackles.
But before I can grab them, my arm is yanked back as Jace grabs me and twists his hips. I suck in a sharp breath between my teeth as I’m flipped around. My back hits the cold stone floor with a thud. I yank up my hands, but Jace locks his fingers around my wrists, slamming my hands back against the ground above my head. His massive weight is now settled firmly between my spread legs.
“Clever,” he says. Mischief glints in his eyes as he grins down at me. “And so close to succeeding.”
Pulling against his grip, I smirk up at him. “I can’t believe you fell for that. I thought you said that you were smart.”
“When have I ever said that?” He raises his eyebrows in a show of confusion before a smirk tugs at his own lips as well. “Charming? Yes. Funny? Without a doubt. Hot? As hell. But smart?” He tips his head from side to side as if considering. “Not particularly.” His eyes turn serious. “At least not when it comes to you.”
My heart skips a beat.
And I’m suddenly acutely aware of all the places where our bodies are touching.
His warm brown eyes are locked on mine as he continues. “So yes, if you ever want to distract me, pretend that there is a threat to your safety. Because I will always react to that.”
It’s suddenly difficult to breathe. His intense eyes, his protective words, and the way his body is pressing against mine make my heart pound. I drag in unsteady breaths.
He leans closer.
My pulse flutters as he slants his mouth over mine. And when he speaks, his breath caresses my lips.
“But be careful not to do it too often,” he whispers against my mouth. “Or I might decide to handcuff you to me again. For your own safety.”
His eyes glitter, and a sly smile curves his lips. He’s so close that I can almost feel that smile against my mouth. My chest rises and falls with uneven breaths.
Jace skims his lips over mine. “And because you look so fucking hot in handcuffs.”
I crush my mouth against his.
A moan tears from deep within his chest.
The sound of it makes my soul vibrate.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I roll my hips against his. Another desperate sound escapes his throat.
While kissing me senseless, he releases his grip on my wrists and instead slides his hands down my body. A shudder of pleasure ripples through me at his possessive touch. Grabbing the hem of my dark blue dress, he starts pushing it upwards. I lift my ass off the floor to help his efforts while I reach towards his belt.
Lightning skitters across my skin as he strips me of my clothes while I do the same to him. His hands are firm on my body, moving my arms and adjusting my hips and legs with complete authority. It makes my clit throb with need.
The stone floor is cold underneath my bare back, but I can barely feel it when Jace’s naked body hovers over mine. The heat that radiates from him is like sunlight.
I throw my head back, exposing my throat to him as he kisses his way down my neck while he drags his cock through my wetness.
My thighs clench.
He slides his hands up my arms, moving them up above my head. I draw in shuddering breaths as his lips brush over that sensitive spot below my ear while he positions the tip of his cock against my entrance.
Then two clicks sound.
I gasp and snap my gaze up to my hands.
My eyes widen at the handcuffs that are now locked around my wrists and secured to a metal ring set into the floor. The same handcuffs that I had planned to shackle Jace with earlier.
Narrowing my eyes, I drag my gaze back to his.
He smirks down at me. “Told you that you look hot as fuck in handcuffs.”
“You—”
My retort is cut off by a gasp as Jace pinches both of my nipples. It’s then immediately followed by a moan as he rolls my sensitive nipples between his fingers. I writhe on the floor underneath him.
Still toying with my nipples, he leans down and steals a savage kiss from my lips. “And I fucking love it when you squirm.”
I bite down on his bottom lip.
He just grins against my mouth and shifts his left hand so that he is bracing it on the floor instead. Then he shoves his cock inside me.
Gasping, I arch my back as his hard length fills me. He draws out a little and then thrusts in again.
A moan tears from my lungs.
“So perfect,” he murmurs against my lips.
Pleasure shoots up my spine as he slams into me, creating the most insane friction, while his right hand pinches and then rolls my nipple again. I yank against the handcuffs, trying desperately to get my hands down to his body. But I’m completely trapped.
All I can do is to just take whatever he gives me.
And the feeling is exhilarating. Handing over power to Jace like this is so fucking intoxicating that I feel like every nerve inside my body is filled with crackling electricity. Pleasure pulses through my soul as he switches his pace, going faster and harder.
Moans spill from my lips as his thick cock sends a jolt of lightning through me when it hits a spot deep inside.
Jace shifts his weight and moves his left hand until his fingers brush over my nipple, joining the efforts of his right hand. I suck in rapid breaths as he expertly plays with both of my nipples while his cock slams into me.
The sheer amount of stimulation makes my brain flicker.
I pull against the handcuffs again as pleasure spikes through me.
“Oh God,” I gasp.
Black spots dance before my eyes.
He pinches my nipples, making me whimper and squirm and yank desperately against the manacles again.
Then he slides his hands down my sides and grabs my hips. With confident moves, he angles my hips into a slightly different position. Then he thrusts into me.
My eyes fly open, and I suck in a sharp breath.
Because of the angle, his cock grinds hard against my clit with every thrust while he also hits even deeper inside me.
Holding my hips in that position, he starts up a brutal pace.
Pleasure builds inside me until I feel like I’m going to shatter from the tension trapped in my soul. I desperately want to run my hands through Jace’s soft curls and then rake my fingers down his back. Desperately want to make him moan and squirm. Make him feel like his brain is melting the same way that he is making me feel with every dominant thrust of his hips.
But I can’t.
I’m completely at his mercy. My body is his to do with as he wishes. And by God, it’s the hottest fucking thing I have ever experienced.
Pleasure streaks through me like tiny lightning strikes as his cock hits that perfect spot inside me over and over again. I moan and writhe as tension thrums inside me. The edge is so close. Oh God. It’s?—
“Come for me, little demon,” Jace commands.
Release crashes over me.
My pussy tightens around his cock and my clit pulses as pleasure ricochets through my body. Incoherent moans spill from my lips, and I yank hard on my restraints. Jace tightens his grip on my hips, holding my trembling body steady while he fucks me through the orgasm.
But when the final waves die down, he doesn’t stop. He keeps going until another wave of pleasure starts building inside me. My heart feels like it’s going to give out.
“Oh God,” I whimper. My body feels as if it’s coming apart at the seams. “Jace. Please.”
“You can take it,” Jace says, his voice dripping with power and confidence.
Lust and pleasure pulse through me at the simultaneous command and praise.
His fingers dig into my hips as he holds me steady, mercilessly fucking me towards another orgasm.
I suck in shuddering breaths as tension once more crackles inside my soul. My heart hammers in my chest. Curling my fingers into fists, I try to remember how to breathe as the edge of that second orgasm draws closer.
He slams into me.
And release once more explodes through my veins.
I arch up from the ground as an even more intense orgasm shoots through my limbs. My legs shake from the sheer force of it. Stars dance before my eyes.
Then a dark moan tears from Jace’s chest.
His cock pulses inside me as he comes as well.
With that incredible moan of his still echoing inside my skull, I drag in breaths that don’t seem to contain enough air. I’m pretty sure my soul has floated away from my body. Or maybe it’s my mind that has left. All I can feel is Jace’s perfect body against mine and his thick cock buried deep inside me.
Soft lips brush over my jaw. Then Jace’s warm breath caresses my skin as he murmurs two words that make my already throbbing clit start pulsing again.
“Good girl.”