Chapter 30
Ryker
Ash’s eyes widen when she understands what I mean.
“Do you think your father would go that far?”
“I don’t think there’s anything my father wouldn’t do,” I reply truthfully. “After what he did to you just to teach me a lesson, I think it’s more than likely.”
Ash looks away for a moment and thinks. “But that doesn’t make sense,” she finally says. “You were ordered to bring Charles to the red room alive. If he killed him, that means he’s deliberately sabotaging your assignment.”
“You really don’t know my father, baby. Look what he did to Aisling just to keep me and Mom in line.
You know what he did to my mom when he found out about her affair.
Think about what he did to you as soon as he figured out you were my weakness.
And that’s just a fraction of what I’ve had to endure from him my whole life. ”
My girl jumps up and starts pacing around the living room. She looks like a wild animal. Her hands are clenched, and her eyes are filled with rage. Pink from crying, her cheeks turn an even deeper red.
At this moment, Ash is a force unto herself, a beautiful tornado, an exciting hurricane.
“I hate him!” Her voice’s frosty. “I hate him so fucking much for what he did to you, what he did to your family, to your mom. But that’s not all.
He’s like fucking poison that contaminates everything it touches.
The drugs he brings into the country kill thousands, millions of people, or turns them into zombies.
Maybe he didn’t sell drugs directly to my mother, but it’s because of people like him that mothers, fathers, teenagers die.
And now he may have killed my father? I hate him—he deserves the worst possible death I can think of. He deserves—”
Ash’s trembling voice trails off as I get up and walk over to her. She doesn’t notice me until I wrap my arms around her again and pull her close. Not only was her voice shaking, but she was shaking too.
“Calm down, Ash. I’m meeting him in two days, so I’ll know. If it’s his doing, he won’t be able to hide it.”
“How can you be so sure?” she whispers directly into my chest.
“Because that’s the person he is. If this is aimed at me, he’ll want to brag about it, revel in his victory. Showing his dominance comes naturally to him.”
Ash pulls her head back and looks deep into my eyes. “Will you tell me the truth if it was him?”
I nod without hesitation. “I won’t hide anything from you.”
“But what about your job, Ryker? Someone paid for my father. At best, they’ll want their money back; at worst, they’ll seek revenge on you.”
My girl is right, but there’s something even worse. “I can handle that. I’m more worried about what your client will do. If the information comes out that it wasn’t you—”
“Leave it to me,” she says and looks away. That’s her way of telling me she wants to drop the subject.
But the feeling inside me won’t go away.
The fear for her that creeps under my skin doesn’t magically disappear.
“I know you can handle it. You’re my Little Killer.
But the thought that the woman I love is in danger makes me see red.
There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do for you, Ash.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep you safe. Killing your father...”
“Wait a second,” she interrupts. A gentle look accompanies the shock on her face. “Did you—did you just say you love me?”
That’s all she picks up from my whole speech? How can she doubt it? Do I not show her enough affection? Do I not make it clear enough how much she means to me? Doesn’t she understand she’s my entire world?
My voice is soft when I speak. “Of course I love you, Ash. I thought I made it clear to you lately where I stand, but if not…”
“You said you were in love with me. That’s not the same thing.”
I smile. “I love you, my Little Killer. Even as I say it now, I know it doesn’t fully reflect how strong my feelings for you are.
It’s like madness, like an obsession, because all my paths lead to you.
My body’s only at peace when you’re within reach of my fingers.
My heart can no longer beat for anyone but you.
My life only gained meaning and significance when I found you. I’m all yours.”
I emphasize my last words by spreading my arms wide, and she snuggles up close and doesn’t let go. That’s what I need, for her not to let me go.
“Who would have thought you could be so romantic, Ryker?”
This time I laugh louder. “I don’t know about that, but seriously, I’m only like this for you. I’ve never had the need or desire to be like this for any other woman. For you, I want to be everything you need and want in life. And even more.”
“But I don’t—”
“Shh. You don’t have to say anything. When you’re ready, you’ll say those three words to me, and until then, I’ll wait. I’ve been waiting for you my whole life, longing for you without even knowing it.”
I love you like crazy.
“I’m here,” Ash whispers, climbing on her toes to reach my lips.
Her lips are hot and soft.
“Today,” she says, breaking the kiss abruptly. “Today I need to forget, Ryker. Can you help me forget all of this? I need to stop thinking about it. It’s not healthy, I know. But I need you to keep me from going crazy.”
Her eyes are so tired and hurt. I can’t bear the pain in her eyes, but I need to hear her say yes. “I’ll give you everything you need. Are you absolutely sure this is the kind of distraction you need?”
Ash nods, so I take her hand. “Let’s go to my place.”
Ash’s hands intertwine at the back of my neck, and she returns my kiss. Her tongue finds mine and then wanders inside my mouth.
My lips part from hers, and I begin gently to nibble her jaw and then her neck with my teeth. The first moan that escapes her throat hits me right in the crotch. My cock is already hard, and the tight fabric of my pants is uncomfortable. We have to change that, but at her pace.
I pull her with me when I get up from the couch, grab her buttocks until she wraps her legs around my waist, and head for the bedroom. All the while, I don’t stop touching her or kissing her neck.
“God, Ryker.”
“Yes, my Little Killer?”
My bedroom door slams shut behind us, and in a moment I have her beneath me.
“I need you,” she moans and starts grinding her hips against me to signal she’s ready.
“Fuck. I’m thinking the same thing, baby.”
Hastily, I remove every layer of clothing from her. Mine lands on the floor next to hers.
I turn on the lamp. Standing at the side of the bed, I look at her, lying on her back, legs bent slightly at the knees. I can’t believe my luck. I cherish every inch of her body.
And not only that. I love her whole soul, her heart... I love all of her.
Grasping Ash’s left leg, I lift her foot to my mouth. Looking straight into her eyes, I kiss each toe and then move my lips higher. Kissing and biting the skin on her calves, then her thighs, I can feel her trembling.
The other leg is treated with equal tenderness.
I fall to my knees before my goddess. Ash deserves everything, no question. Including me on my knees.
“Want you to tie me up,” she says boldly.
I blink, frozen, lips almost touching her pussy. My voice is unnaturally low when I ask, “Could you repeat that?”
“Want you to tie me up and eat me.”
A wide smile spreads across my face. Only this girl can make me smile so much. Make me smile at all. “You’re the woman of my dreams, you know that? I look at you and I’m hungry, so that works out pretty well. On all fours in the middle of the bed. I’ll be right back.”
“On all fours?” Ash lifts herself up on her forearms and looks.
“I didn’t stutter. On all fours. Hands on the bed frame.”
She truly is the woman of my dreams. I’m heading to the closet to grab my two favorite ties. As I do, I realize I need to pick up some new gadgets to try out on her.
When I turn around, Ash is already waiting in the position I told her to take. She’s waiting for me, ready for me to fulfill her desire.
“Good girl,” I praise her as approach the bed. Her back arches slightly, and she inhales sharply. My lips curl into a bigger smile. My girl likes to be praised.
She doesn’t raise her head. Who would have thought that the fearless, elusive, and unknown Shadow has a tendency to be obedient?
With the end of the tie, I stroke the skin of her peachy ass, and she moves a little. But when the tie slides between her ass cheeks along her crack, I hear a barely audible hiss of air being sucked in.
“I love how sensitive you are. Your body knows who it belongs to, who it wants, doesn’t it?”
Without hesitation, she gasps, “Yes.”
I take my place on the left side of her head. I grab her delicate wrist and tie a loop around it, then tie the other end to the headboard. A moment later, I do the same with her other wrist. Ash’s shoulders drop, making her ass higher than the rest of her body.
I can’t stop watching her. Every inch of her creamy skin, every bit of goose bumps, her swollen breasts and silky thighs, the curve of her spine, trembling shoulders...
My mouth waters. My focus is completely on her and her needs.
With my fingers, I caress her sides and back. Right away, her breathing gets faster. Running my hands along her ribs, I lightly touch the side of her breast. Not enough to give her pleasure, but rather to tease her. I want her to want more, to want it as much as I do.
My lips fall on her ass cheeks and, while caressing her spine with my hands, I begin to lick, kiss, and suck her.
At one point, I lift my head and see a red mark on her skin.
I’m filled with satisfaction, but I remain silent about it.
After all, she has no reason to be angry when no one but me may see this place.
I do exactly the same with the other cheek. Even more. If only I could spell out “RY” on one and “KER” on the other...
My torture makes my girl impatient, and she starts writhing on the bed. All to gain a little friction.
“Ryker, please.” Ash is already breathing so deeply that with each inhale she rises almost entirely.
“Yes, baby?”
“If you don’t fuck me in a minute, I swear to God I’ll kill you and masturbate in a pool of your blood.”
I chuckle. “So much violence in such a small body. Where does it come from?”
Despite my playful question, I run my finger along her slit. She’s like a little kitten rubbing against me. Moving her hips, she almost impales herself on my finger.
“Beg me, Ash,” I growl in a tone that brooks no argument.
But Ash wouldn’t be herself if she didn’t respond with defiance. “No way. I will not beg anyone. If you can’t get me there, maybe I should—”
Smack. Smack.
Two sharp slaps land on her peachy ass. Only the intake of air through her teeth tells me she feels it hard. To ensure the effect, I lean down and bite one of them.
“Don’t you dare finish that thought if you know what’s good for you.
Now beg me. We both know that no motherfucker on this earth can take you this high and then push you beyond the limits.
No flesh-and-blood man can give you what you need.
I was made for you, and the pleasure I give you will blow you to pieces. ”
I return to teasing her pussy entrance and massaging her clit. No more words, just waiting. She must eventually become desperate enough to give me what I want.
And I want—no, I need—to hear it.
After a few minutes of torture, she finally gives in. She moans between gasps, “Please. Ryker, please...”
“I don’t know. After what you said, I should keep you like this for the rest of the night. Do you think you deserve a reward?”
“I’ll be a good girl.”
I smile to myself. “Whose good girl will you be?”
“I hate you. Yours,” she blurts out, but the pillow muffles it.
“Mm... I don’t know if that answer is satisfying to me.” Ash may hate me right now, but in a moment, when she comes harder than ever before, she’ll be grateful to me for it.
Desperation mixes with anger in her voice. “Fuck! Only your good girl! Are you happy now?”
Now I’m proud.
The smile doesn’t leave my face. “Now I’m happy.”
I lift her hips and slide my head under them. “Now sit down.”
When she doesn’t do what I say for a moment, I look up. She’s upside down, looking straight at me. Her cascade of hair frames her beautiful face.
My eyebrows rise. “What’s the problem?”
She blinks. “What do you mean, sit down? I’ll strangle you.”
“Sit your sweet pussy on my face and don’t move it until you come. Do you understand?”
“But—”
“Now, Ash!” I grab her cheeks with my hands and pull her down hard.
She falls on me with all her body weight, and I feel like I can finally breathe after a long, long time. I’m fixated on her.
I suck her clit hard, and after a moment, she stops resisting. This time, I’m not going to use my tongue to drive her crazy. My lips alone will have to suffice.
Soothing her, I caress her body wherever my hands can reach. Finally, she moves her hips wildly, seeking relief.
Soon her whole body stiffens. Her moans become louder, her movements chaotic. Ash moans my name, and it’s the most beautiful melody I’ve ever heard.
I suck her even more greedily. I love her taste, her smell. I’m just as addicted to that as I am to everything else about her. I love her to a maddening degree, and I’m sure I’ll never let her go.
“Ry—ker!” A wolf-like howl comes from deep within Ash as the last remnants of her walls crumble completely, leaving only rubble. A spasm of pleasure rolls through her, then another and another.
I don’t stop until she returns to reality completely. She’s exhausted after what I’ve brought out from the deepest corners of her soul, and her hips are unable to hold her up on their own.
“I love you.” I hear the words muffled by her hips.
Before dawn breaks, my eyelids open.
The night spent making love to Ash was something special. I love our bedroom games, rough sex, and driving her crazy by teasing her. I also love those sensual moments, slow encounters full of intensity.
This time, instead of dirty words, she heard my declarations of love, devotion, and vows of loyalty. Our whispers mingled together like our breaths.
When I gave Ash an orgasm that night, I saw in her eyes how her world was falling apart into a million pieces. I saw everything in them. All of her.
I love you more than anything, my Little Killer.
I can’t fix what happened to her father. But I swear to myself that I’ll find out the truth, and the person responsible will pay for it.
I have to find out if James—my father—is the man.