Chapter 6 #3
I moaned, already gushing for him as he rumbled his approval.
That noise from his chest left me boneless and I let him lift and guide me, stretching my thighs as I could, tightening my internal muscles on every thrust. His thumbs curled over my clit as he helped me work myself up and it took only a few more moments before I cried out, dropping my head onto his shoulder.
My orgasm shattered me in a moment, the feel of him inside me too much. I slid all the way to the root of him, aided by the fresh slick.
“Good girl, Cora. I’m going to fuck you now,” Valentine murmured.
I clung to him as he began to move, lifting us off the bike with his legs spread and then—
I screamed into his shoulder, uncaring if everyone in the street outside the club could hear us.
Hell, if any of the journos saw us, we’d be tomorrow’s extra headline.
I couldn’t think up anything right now. Nothing other than Valentine’s cock pistoning in and out of me, the friction so much that I bit into his shoulder.
He wrapped one hand behind my head, holding me close as he fucked me with the other gripping my ass as he railed me from below.
My screams rippled around the darkened, gritty parking lot as he fucked us both marking me as his, and him as mine.
Valentine slammed deep, his cock thickening as it rippled inside me. His roar against my skin, even muffled, echoed. I shivered in his embrace, willing my pussy to milk him, wanting his seed as deep as I could take him.
Maybe we were both broken. Maybe we were both ruined.
Maybe we were made this way for each other.
He held me close, murmuring soothing things as he licked sweat from the hollows of my throat. “Fuck, you taste delicious, butterfly,” he rasped into my skin as he settled back onto the bike.
I mumbled something incoherent, raising bleary eyes to his face.
“And you’re fucking beautiful like that. Are you going to run home for me and leave the door unlocked so I can hunt you later?” His deep timbre worked its way bone deep.
I clung to him a moment longer, unwilling to move until he nudged me. “Do I have to let you go?” I murmured sleepily.
His laugh sent fresh ripples through my body, deep enough that we both groaned.
“Yes, Cora. Move. before someone sees you and I take them to the hospital. Then you’ll have a real problem to fix.
" The level of possession in his voice left me flushed head to toe.
Deep inside me, his cock flexed back to life.
“That is, unless you want me to fuck you out here where anyone can see you, rather than love you in your bed later?”
“I’ll go,” I managed, attempting to swing a leg over his and nearly face planted off his bike into the grit beneath us.
His laughter echoed around us. “Cute, butterfly,” he muttered. “Damn, I’ve fallen for you, you know that?”
“You’re not alone.” My confession fell in one of those silent moments right as I managed to swing myself free.
A feral plunging noise filled the absence of sound, and Valentine’s cum dripped down my legs.
A fresh wave of humiliation washed over me. Oh, hell. Had I just admitted I was falling for a Chimera? The one I really wasn’t supposed to, after everything, and to his face, with his fluids coating me? This was not. Okay. I closed my eyes and willed myself to count to ten. Nope. Not working.
Okay, backwards. Yep, that was….shit. I was so totally, utterly fucked. My eyes heated and tears coated my cheeks. Yay, more fluids.
“Cora.” Warm hands coated my cheeks, thumbs brushing away my tears when I shook my head and refused to look at him, or anything else. “Cora,” he repeated when I didn’t answer him.
Can’t answer him.
Valentine sighed then his mouth was on mine in a slow, deep kiss that left me in no question where I stood with him.
In deeper than before.
I shuddered in his arms, and leaned closer.
“Better. Now go home.” His hands dropped the waist of my ruined dress, squeezing in that same rhythm of his from before.
“Go home and run that last part so I can hunt you, butterfly. Leave the door open, and get on the bed, exactly as you are, all freshly fucked and messy. Because tonight I’ll love you until the sun comes up, Cora. ”
“Tomorrow you have early practice.” Which I was going to watch with a tired hangover. My promise to myself—if they practiced, I watched. My silent deal with them even if they never agreed to it.
“Tonight is for us. Ours. Do you understand me?” He pressed a kiss to my lips before I could say anything and the only answer I gave was a nod.
“Good girl. Now, run home with my cum sliding down my legs and remember every way I just fucked you. How my cock felt inching its way inside your cunt, stretching you out so I’m the only man who’ll ever fit you from now on.
Rub those beautiful thighs together for me, Cora.
Nice and slick. Tonight I’m going to drench you in my cum. ”
I shuddered, nearly orgasming from his filthy words as he held me tight to him, laughing softly. “Don’t leave me alone,” I whispered, hating how desperate I sounded. How needy.
“I won’t, Cora. Not with me. You’ll never be alone.”
I sighed, relaxing into his chest at his promise. His chuckle above me and a little push left me cold as his embrace disappeared left me aching and chilled.
“Run, Cora. Remember what I said.”
I took one glance at those possessive, glittering black eyes and I did exactly what he said.
I ran.