32. Chapter Thirty-Two - Twin Flame #2
The rest of class was spent discussing Culver and potentially my next moves with him.
The only thing I did know was that I wouldn’t give him up, especially when he was at the door, looking at me like I was the only one in his line of vision, his dark eyes burning with possessive heat that made my core throb.
I hopped over next to him, completely forgetting about Oliver and Sienna.
My arms wrapped around him, and I felt a surge of fullness fill my chest. His cologne invaded my senses, and I hummed happily into his chest. My body naturally fell into complete bliss.
It was so unnatural, and I knew it wasn’t normal, but it felt so right.
It felt like he was the puzzle piece in my world that fit just right.
“How was class?” he murmured, his lips grazing the top of my head, sending shivers down my spine.
“I think I broke Oliver,” I giggled, then continued. “And Sienna is hoping I give her all the details of my sexcapades with you. Is it alright if I spill them?”
“We have yet to even have sex.” He brushed his fingers along my cheek, pulling me back to meet his gaze. “But you tell whoever you want, and if you want them to watch, we can gladly do so.”
Perverted wolf. “What if she wants a piece of you too? Are you just gonna hand yourself over?”
“I am yours alone.” He gave me the answer I wanted to hear, his voice a low, possessive rumble that settled deep in my belly.
As much as that thrilled me in the moment, it left a nagging pull in my gut, wondering if any of it came from somewhere real inside him or if he was just playing the part to keep me hooked.
“You better not be lying,” I gasped as he pulled me in and kissed me harder than any of the other times.
My lips mashed against his, and I groaned as my back hit the wall, pleasure overriding my senses.
His hands pressed me against him in all the right ways, my toes sliding halfway off the ground.
Culver’s lips moved against mine, demanding and thorough, until I nearly felt my legs buckle.
When he finally pulled away, he began grazing his teeth along my neck, his breath electric against the sensitive skin. His hips pinned me to the wall.
“You belong to me,” he huskily whispered, and I stalled.
Every time I forgot Culver had a more dominant side to him, he brought it roaring back.
It was fun to watch him grovel or let me take charge, but it always made me feel like putty when he said things like that.
My pussy clenched, slick and desperate, as his hand slid down my side, gripping my hip with possessive pressure that promised everything he would do to me later.
“I can’t belong to you if we haven’t had sex yet.” I slid my fingers through his hair, whispering back in his ear, my breath catching as his thumb found the sensitive curve just beneath my ribs.
His hand gripped my ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh, pulling me flush against the hard line of his body. “When it happens, it may be a few days until you can walk again.”
My body shivered against him. His words sank deep into my skin, settling low in my belly like embers catching flame. I let my hips roll forward, grinding against the thick ridge straining behind his zipper just to watch his composure crack. “Are you gonna take care of me?”
“Of course I shall.” Culver kissed my forehead, lingering there, his breath cool against my skin. “Now, go before I change my mind.”
“What happens if I give you the thumbs up right now?” I raised my brows with a proud smirk on my face, my fingers trailing down his chest, tracing the rigid lines of muscle beneath his shirt.
“I fuck you in front of everyone out in these halls,” he replied quickly, his voice dropping to a low, gravelly growl that resonated through my bones.
“I spread you open against this wall and bury myself so deep inside you that everyone will hear the way you moan my name. I take you so relentlessly that you will be crying in pleasure, soaking the floor with your sweet juices while they all watch, knowing exactly who owns you. Do you want that to happen?”
Fuck.
My pussy clenched. Maybe I was into public sex too. The thought of Culver slamming into me while strangers watched, while students passed by and heard every wet sound, every desperate cry… It sent a jolt of raw electricity straight to my core.
I wanted to nod, to say yes, please, right here, right now.
But I kept my thoughts to myself yet again.
I was afraid he would follow through on it.
Imagining Culver’s cock hitting deep inside me as he took me against the wall was a definite turn-on.
The way he’d pin my wrists above my head, the way his hips would piston into me while his breath ghosted against my ear.
But I was also very sure I could never come back to the university afterward.
Not because of legal reasons. I knew Culver would hide all of that with the wealth he had, which was an insane thought, but because of the embarrassment.
Knowing everyone would have seen me at the pinnacle of bliss, face twisted in ecstasy, legs trembling as he filled me.
I bit my lip, trying to hide my smile, though the heat creeping up my neck betrayed me. “You want my first time having sex with you to be out in the open where everyone can see me?”
“That might be the best way to keep these inferior men away from you.” He paused, his hand sliding up my side, fingers brushing the underside of my breast. “By showing them that I am marking you from the inside, in the deepest way possible. That I have claimed every inch of you until there is no question in anyone’s mind who you belong to. ”
My eyes widened, and I squirmed against the wall, his body pressing against me, the hard length of him grinding into my hip.
The heat of his words seeped into my bones, making my head spin with dizzying, intoxicating need.
I wanted to say fuck class, to drag him into the nearest classroom, and let him take me right there.
But my heart was beating wildly in my chest, a frantic drum threatening to break through my ribs.
It was like I was so excited I was going to have a heart attack.
Instead of giving me a chance to say yes, he closed in and kissed my cheek, his lips lingering, soft and devastating. “Go on. I shall see you after class.”
I only nodded weakly, my breathing ragged and uneven.
As I stumbled away from him, I turned back to see him staring at me with a calm wave of his hand.
He gave me a smile reserved only for me, and then he winked.
I exhaled breathlessly, shakily sitting down in my seat, still feeling the ghost of his hands on my skin, the phantom pressure of his cock grinding against my thigh.
I barely had time to catch my emotions before Kiera broke the silence. “I told you to be careful with him, and yet he has you in his clutches. Ira, I… He is not what he seems.”
My mind finally reeled back enough to listen to her. “What… what do you mean?”
Her bracelets jingled as she laid them out in her lap, proper and straight. “He is fooling you into a false sense of security. Do you know that the Scarbroughs wipe all traces of their dealings from the internet? The ones that they do not wish for others to know.”
I did know a bit about that, my mind racing back to the night I stayed up researching Culver and his family.
They had scrubbed the internet of what they did, and I knew that.
But I was desperate for him: for his attention, his actions, his words, his time.
I didn’t want to hear more from her, though.
She was just putting her nose in something she didn’t need to.