Chapter 23 #2
Before she could protest, I pulled her up into my arms and carried her, bridal style, out of the bathroom and across the hall to the room Trey used to occupy. It was empty now, due to the non-stop sex Rowan and Reaper seemed to have every night. It would do for now.
I pulled her towel off her once I set her down on her feet. Dropping to my knees, I made sure she was dry before I tossed the towel to the side, doing the same for me, and walked her backward until the backs of her knees hit the bed.
“Get comfy, babe,” I said against her lips. “We’re going to be here for a while.”
Tavi made a groaning sound before she did as I asked, pulling her body back against the pillows on the bed. The navy blue sheets underneath only highlighted just how bruised she was. It pained me to see it, knowing it was my own stupidity that meant she was under his torturous hands for longer.
How hadn’t I seen it? Why didn’t she come to me?
“Stop looking at me like I’m broken,” she said. I looked up into her eyes, realising I was looking down at her for too long.
“You’re not broken, baby,” I said, moving between her legs, and kissing her lips softly. “And even if you were, I’d be the glue holding you together.”
Tears tumbled over her cheeks and it broke me to see it, but I knew they weren’t sad tears. She was crying because she knew I loved her, that I would do anything for her.
I would.
Without hesitation.
I laid between her legs, wiping her tears from her eyes. “You’re mine, Tavi. Mine to protect, mine to love, mine to cherish.”
I swallowed her cry with my lips on hers, taking her pain, for tonight at least, before I moved down her body, kissing her bruises softly, showing her that I wasn’t repulsed by them. I was impressed by her strength, her courage, her inability to break when she was in the worst way possible.
God, I loved this woman, she was so fucking strong, a warrior, a fucking Viking Queen.
Mine.
She would never hurt again, never want for anything, never have to deal with being alone, or terrified. I would take every bit of pain from her, I swore it. I never wanted to see her frown, cry or feel like she wasn’t enough.
She was everything to me.
Everything and more.
My mouth hovered over her thighs, placing open mouthed kisses on her soft skin. Tavi moaned as I moved closer, pulling one thigh over my shoulder and settling between her legs.
The first taste of her was divine, just like it had been in the alley, only now, it wasn’t rushed. I could take my time, make her feel as cherished as she deserved. I knew I’d never tire of this, her sweet moans, the way her body responded to mine as if she were made for me.
Maybe she was.
Either way, she was mine now and I had no intention of letting her go again.
My tongue located her clit and sucked, causing her to rear up off the bed, her finger sliding into my hair and pulling. God I loved it when she did that, how she pulled my hair, focusing my face on where she needed me.
It took no time at all, before I pushed my finger into her, hooking my tip around to hit that spot that had her seeing stars.
“Oh god, Dane!”
I picked up the pace, knowing I’d feel her pussy flutter around my finger soon. Pushing another finger into her, I sucked her clit between my lips just as I heard her scream out, her nails digging into my scalp. Taking her through her orgasm, I lapped at her release like a man starved.
Once she had relaxed back into the bed, I eased up higher, trailing kisses along her body, before I pulled her thigh up over my hip, and notched my cock at her entrance.
I wanted to fuck her, brand her like no one else has before, to lay my claim, but I also wanted to go slow, and steady.
Take my time with her, so she knew how much I loved her.
How much I needed her.
Right now…she needed to know she wasn’t broken. And it was my damn job to do that.
Pushing my cock into her, I bit down on my lip so I didn’t thrust hard like I so desperately wanted to. Tavi pushed her heel into my ass, wanting more of me, but I wanted her pussy to feel every goddamn inch of me.
It took everything in me, not to thrust hard, and to slowly push into her, feeling her open up to me. Tavi stopped trying to make me speed up, her eyes open wide as I looked into them, her mouth set in an O. I knew she could feel every bit of me, and that’s what I wanted.
“Dane, you feel so goddamn good,” she moaned, her head pushing back into the pillows. I took my chance, and I suckled on her neck, grazing my teeth over her collarbone. She let out a sharp gasp at the sensation, just as I pushed the rest of the way into her so I was fully seated.
“I want you to explode around my cock,” I groaned into her ear. “I want you to know this is the only cock you’ll ever have again, so use me, baby. I ain’t going anywhere. I’m fucking obsessed with being yours.”
Tavi groaned, her hips bucking against mine, as I slowly moved in and out of her, keeping my mouth on her jaw, her lips, her neck.
Tavi’s nails dug into my shoulders as I picked up the pace, keeping my mouth on her at all times, overwhelming her senses, just like she did to me, every goddamn minute of the day.
“Dane, god, I’m going to–”
She screamed out as her pussy squeezed the fuck out of my cock, pushing me over into my own release. I grunted as I came harder than I ever had before, filling her pussy with my cum. I got up on my knees, pulling my cock out and watching our mixed arousal spill out over her.
“You look so goddamn good with me dripping out of you,” I told her, before I used my still-hard cock to push the cum back into her.
She moaned, throwing her head back again, before I started to thrust into her, the sensation of my cum coating her walls and making my cock sing with satisfaction as I grabbed her hips and fucked into her without abandon.
“You’re going to be sore, baby, but I promise you, I’ll make it up to you. ”
“Don’t ever stop!”
I didn’t plan on it.