Chapter 42
Jayce
My eyes opened and I sucked in a startled breath when I saw Alana hovering above me. She was straddling my lap with her hands on my chest, just staring down at me. It was a little unnerving, but I slid my hands up her bare thighs with a smile.
“What time is it?” I asked.
She shrugged. “Still dark.”
I flattened my palms against her shoulder blades and brought her lower so that I could kiss her. She moaned against my lips and shifted in my lap.
“Can we do something?” she murmured.
“Anything you want.”
She swung her leg over me and stood. I watched her, putting an arm behind my head. Slowly, she pulled her shirt over her head. At the sight of her breasts, I put a hand over my growing cock through my briefs, stroking it with my fingers. Once the shorts came off, I was ready to throw her back onto the bed.
Moving at an agonizing pace, she put her knees on the mattress and pressed a kiss to my thigh. She maneuvered my shorts down and licked her lips as she stared at my cock. Her mouth lowered and her tongue trailed over the tip. Immediately, I tried to push my fingers through her hair, but she shook her head.
“No touching me,” she said.
I raised a brow. “You want control, baby?” When she nodded, I fought the urge to groan. “Fine. I’ve taken yours, so you can have mine this time.”
She flashed me a beautiful smile before she took me into her mouth. I kept my hands at my sides but couldn’t resist arching my hips. When she circled her tongue around me, I had to grip the sheets to keep from touching her. The warmth traveled down my shaft, all the way to the base and back up. It was turmoil and ecstasy.
“Alana,” I breathed.
Her green eyes met mine as her lips moved past my head. She crawled up my body and slid herself along my shaft, driving me mad. With her hands on my chest, she positioned my cock just at her entrance but stopped there. When she looked at my rising hands, I lowered them back to the mattress.
“You have that look on your face,” I noted.
“What look?”
“When you want something. What is it, baby? You know I’ll give you anything.”
She rolled her teeth over her bottom lip. I was dying to kiss her, but I wasn’t allowed to use my hands. I was very close to breaking those rules.
“Tell me who you’ve killed.”
My eyes widened. She lowered herself so that I was just inside of her and I was torn between becoming lost in her body and processing what she’d just said. When she took all of me, she stayed there.
Oh, it was going to be one of those games.
“Alana,” I warned. “Don’t fuck with me.”
“Tell me.”
“Really? You want this right fucking now?” She nodded. “You didn’t have to play some edging game to get this out of me, you know.”
She rose and dropped down once. My cock throbbed, desperate for her to move more.
“Okay…” I struggled to think while I was inside of her. “Greg.”
Her head cocked. “Greg? Art history guy?” I nodded. “You killed his friend too.”
I smiled a little. “Casualty of war.”
The blank expression on her face made me sit up. She held me back with one hand and even though I could easily break her hold, I let her process it the way she needed to.
“Who else?” she asked.
“There was a guy who tried to follow you home when you worked nights at that call center. And Ted, the one who tried to pick you up at the bar. If I didn’t do anything, he would’ve made a case for assault against Jake.”
I paused when I said his name. She moved on me again, pushing him out of my mind. The way she rolled her hips made my lips part.
“Preston,” I choked out just before I grabbed her thighs.
She stopped moving entirely, so I flipped her onto her back and thrust inside of her. The sound that left her lips made me lean down to kiss her.
“Why Preston?” she asked when I pulled back.
“He made you cry.”
Her nostrils flared and her chin shook. “He was just a dick.”
“That was enough.”
“Who else?”
“That’s it.”
She stared at me, analyzing everything as I maintained a careful expression. I pushed her knees to her chest, reaching deeper and drawing a cry from her.
It didn’t matter that she was conflicted or even angry. We’d get through it. Regardless of what had or would happen, I’d show her time and again that what we had was right. I’d fight for it until my dying breath, even if I had to kill everyone in this city.
“I’m not the good guy,” I told her, punctuating my statement with a hard thrust. Moving slower on the way out, I stared down at her pussy, the way it stretched around me and coated my cock in her slick arousal. “That means I’ll do things you don’t always like, but every one of them is to make sure that we both stay where we belong. Together.”
“Jayce,” she gasped.
“My name is the only one you’ll ever say like that, baby. Anyone who dared to look at you wrong would face the worst side of me. You already know that, so don’t try to make a case for any of those bastards who already found out the hard way.”
Her eyes moved up to the ceiling and I watched a tear slip free. Pulling out of her, I crawled backward, then dropped to my elbows. I yanked her to my face, immediately tasting her dripping cunt. It was just as intoxicating as the first time in her room.
“Oh, god,” she moaned. “I’m gonna come.”
Gripping the backs of her thighs, I worked her clit faster with my tongue. Her legs shook as she cried out. I tasted her one more time before I sat up. I pulled her with me, settling her in my lap again. Holding onto her ass, I guided her to my cock. She started riding me, her quick pace bringing me close already.
I buried my face in her neck, breathing her in while she made me come undone. Every time I had her, I felt it in my entire body. It was everything I’d thought about for so many years. She was everything.
Pushing my fingers through her hair, I tipped her head back and met her eyes. “You’re mine, Alana. Tell me.”
“I…”
Anger rolled through me at her hesitation. I flipped her onto her back and gripped her hip tightly.
“There is no you without me, just like there’s never been anything in this life for me if you aren’t there. Tell me.”
“I’m yours,” she said, her eyes bright and clear. “But…”
“What is it?”
She averted her gaze, not responding to my question. My head cocked as I tried to read her. She was still off. I wondered if she was sick. Maybe the past month had worn her down more than I thought. It was fixable.
“Let’s go on a vacation,” I suggested. “Me and you can get away.”
A small smile appeared on her face. “I haven’t gone anywhere in years.”
“I know. Where do you wanna go?’
“Anywhere?”
“Anywhere, baby.” I pressed my lips to her collarbone, trailing my hands up her abdomen. “Everywhere. We can go to Greece. So much history there.”
“Like Erebus,” she breathed, arching into me.
“And Nyx.” Pushing her knee upward, I kissed the back of her thigh, then used my tongue on her clit. “We’re meant to be among the gods, my love.”
“Okay. Yes. Yes, lets… Fuck, Jayce.”
I smiled and moved away from her clit. “You’re so needy, baby.”
“Just for you.”
That was enough to kill a man. I traced around her nipple with my tongue, keeping a hand on her collarbone so she couldn’t squirm much. My cock pressed against her entrance and I made small movements, working myself inside at an agonizing pace.
“I want to fill you with my cum. Every inch of your pussy is going to be drenched by me and you’re going to keep every drop until I decide you’re done.”
Grabbing my cock, I kept the head inside while I stroked my shaft. She was already beginning to drip my cum from earlier and I needed her to have more before I fucked her. She tried to move her hips and I cocked my head at her.
“Make yourself cum,” I demanded.
She pouted but reached between her legs. I watched her use two fingers to circle her clit, drawing out a beautiful, breathy moan. I pulled out of her, then pushed in just the same amount as before. Continuing that motion, I found myself panting from the intensity with so much stimulation at the tip of my cock. Combined with the fast strokes of my hand, I had to grip her thigh to ground myself.
My cock swelled, but I didn’t stop moving. As I came in her, I felt her pussy clench around me. Thrusting into her, I forced my cum deep inside of her, coating her walls while they contracted.
I grabbed the front of her calves and pushed her knees to her chest, setting a hard and fast rhythm. Right now, I wasn’t concerned with anything but pumping her full of everything I had to give her. I channeled all the years of desire and even when I’d finished again and she begged me to stop, I kept going.
“Give me one more,” I demanded.
“I can’t.”
“There’s always more, baby. Come on.”
Slowing down, I focused on making long, purposeful thrusts. I’d never fucked this long before and I was completely positive that she hadn’t either. Maybe it was improbable, but I was going to give her one more, so she could do the same.
“Nightstand,” I said, jerking my chin.
She leaned to the right and rummaged around in the drawer. Her brow furrowed when she found what I wanted. I took it from her and settled it against her clit before I turned it all the way up. The powerful vibration was extremely overstimulating and it made her try to close her legs.
“Jayce,” she cried.
“I’m gonna force it out of you if I have to, even if it hurts, baby.”
Her back arched and the intensity of the vibrator directly on her clit made her entire body shake. Seeing her in that state, torn between the pain of it and the orgasm that was going to come, regardless of how she felt about it, was utterly beautiful. It brought more feeling into my cock and I sped up, desperate for that final release.
Finally, her pussy pulsed around me. I let out a long groan and fucked her harder.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck. You’re gonna take everything I have and you’re gonna thank me, aren’t you?”
She nodded jerkily through her orgasm. With a groan, I buried myself as deep as I could and dropped to my elbows as I began to soften inside of her. After kissing her forehead, I pulled back. There was so much cum inside of her that it immediately began to spill out. She was a disaster and it was everything I could ever dream of.
“We’re never doing that again,” she panted.
I snorted. “We’ll do that whenever I want. If I want to breed you, I’ll fucking breed you, Alana.”
Her eyes widened. “Don’t do that.”
Rolling my eyes, I pulled her into a sitting position. “Relax. Not for real.”
“Oh, thank god.”
“One more thing, though.”
I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and pushed her legs further apart. It was clear she wanted to argue, but she was smart enough to know she wouldn’t get her way. I snapped a few pictures of the state of her pussy and put them in a secret folder. They might be my most prized possession for a while.
“Jayce,” she said. The tone of her voice made me look up at her. She was holding a hand to her chest and there was something akin to sadness in her eyes.
“What is it?”
“It’s a bad time, but… I can’t sleep if I don’t ask. If I do, will you tell me the truth?”
“I’ll never lie to you.”
With a nod, she got up and pulled on a pair of shorts. Even though something was going on, I felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that she’d still be dripping while we did whatever this was.
I got dressed and took her hand. She led me down the hall slowly, as if she was nervous. When she stopped in front of the basement door, my stomach lurched.
“Alana, what…”
She swung it inward and stared down the dark stairs. I’d never been afraid of basements but now, there was a horrible sense of foreboding looming over us. She’d always been afraid that there were ghosts or demons in places like this. The only ones that existed down there were my own and they were arguably more frightening than some horror flick monsters.