Chapter 18 #2
He closes his eyes, and I can see his muscles tighten before he looks at me. His eyes glow so blue, my breath escapes me. The black, swirling tattoo covers his body like smoke rising over his skin. “I can dream walk.”
“As in, you can go into people’s dreams and manipulate them?”
“It’s more than that.” He steps forward, but I step back away from him again, my eyes slowly taking in his body, his eyes, the tone of his voice, and then those damn dimples.
“Someone’s sweetest dream or worst nightmare,” I whisper to myself before it hits me, making me gasp.
“You were in my dreams, you—you called me Rose, Gaelan?” In my dreams, he would tell me to find him, to— “You want this book too?” I can’t believe that I fell for this, the sexy, hot man that I thought was interested in me…
of course, he isn’t. He only wanted the book.
He steps closer to me, and I hold my hand up. “Don’t.”
He doesn’t listen, just keeps moving toward me. “Let me explain.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “Go on then.”
His nostrils flare, and his eyes travel down my body, his lips parting in anticipation, his voice growing darker. “If you stand like that, I’m not going to explain shit, I’m just going to fuck you again.”
Looking down, I realize crossing my arms caused the shirt to ride up, and Gaelan is getting a full view of my lower half. I can’t help the smile that crosses my lips as I slowly lower my arms. “Better?”
“No.” His jaw twitches with the single syllable.
He strides over to me, crowding me against the window.
His dominant presence beats against me, making me submit to him even if I don’t want to.
Something about him just calls out to my body.
He presses me against the window. The cool glass is making me shiver.
I look up into his eyes and try not to melt with how good he smells, or the feeling of his hard body pressing against mine.
He licks his lips, and I can feel how much he wants to kiss me, how much he wants me.
“Start talking, Gaelan, or I’m leaving,” I try to be firm, but my voice comes out shaky, betraying my feelings—making my want of this man crystal clear.
He smirks again before lowering and whispering against my lips, “Close your eyes.”
I go to shake my head, but he stops me by pressing his body closer, and I can feel his erection against me. I pull in a breath and close my eyes slowly. “Now, I want you to clear your mind. I’m going to show you something, but I need you to trust me and let me in.”
Trust him? A loaded thought, one that makes me nervous now. However, despite his dodging my questions, I do trust him. I nod, scared that if I open my mouth, I’ll tell him as much, and telling him seems more meaningful than my simple nod right now.
I feel his breath fan over my neck just as his lips suck on my delicate skin. “I’m going to bite you, my Rose, I need you to bite me at the same time, just a little. So, you can feel my truth.”
I get wet at his words. The thought of biting him turns me on so much. I’ve never been a biter when it comes to sex, but something about him makes me want to devour him.
“Rex, leave us,” Gaelan grits, before he turns my head into his neck. I can feel his teeth, and just when I open my mouth to speak, I feel a sharp sting in my flesh as he sinks his teeth into my skin. I cry out, my body shaking in his hold.
“Gaelan… please—” I kiss his neck and bite down.
I break the skin, and as soon as the blood starts to flow into my mouth, a feeling like electricity rushes through me—I feel him, his truth.
I think his wishes and wants are rushing over me like a warm breeze on a summer's day. That relaxed feeling that tells you deep down that everything is going to be okay, and it set my body on fire, bringing so much of my soul alive again. All of these feelings are telling me that he wants to keep me safe, to protect me. Then, a flash of something else I’m not ready to believe, not prepared to feel, crosses me, and I pull back from his neck.
He kisses the skin softly, then lifts his head. I look into his eyes, the blue in them is like fire now as it swirls and twirls around his pupil. “Tell me, my Rose, what did you feel?” He licks his lips, cleaning them of my blood,
“Your truth.” I stare into his eyes, my words coming out in a whisper, “You want to protect me, to keep me safe.”
He pulls in a breath, relief clear on his face. “Rose? Do you trust me?” he asks me.
“Yes,” I whisper. This time, I can feel it; I know it to be true.
“I will kill anyone who tries to hurt you.” His eyes flash dangerously.
“I know.” And I do.
“You are mine.”
Before I get a chance to question his last comment, he wraps his hand around the back of my neck and drags my lips to his.
I wrap my arms tighter around him and grind my hips against his.
My pussy is moving against his cock, and he growls before slipping his pants off.
His hands travel to my ass, picking me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He pulls his hips back before pushing forward, and burying his cock deep in my pussy, we both cry out as pleasure coats us.
He holds me in place as he fucks me, his thrusts fast and punishing. Last night was a mixture of soft and rough. This is different; this feels like he’s claiming me, and I’m letting him. “Rose… Ari,” he moans, his lips finding my neck. I need him to bite me, to feel his teeth sinking into my skin.
“Bite me, Gaelan. Please…fuck—” I try to move my hips, needing more from him, as if knowing what I need, he wraps his arms around me and pounds into me harder.
My body hits the window so hard that, for a second, I think we might smash straight through it.
His teeth find my neck, and he bites down harder this time.
My legs are wobbly; my body shakes as my orgasm hits me, making me fall into a lust haze for this man.
Gaelan groans deeply, then moves his hand between our bodies to find my clit.
He presses down hard, then circles in time with his thrusts.
My body starts to draw tight again. I lower my head and bite into his neck as another orgasm hits me.
He pumps into me a few more times before I feel his cock throbbing deep in my pussy as he comes.
Panting for breath, I pull back from his neck and lick my lips.
Gaelan is looking at me, his hips slowing but not stopping.
He hisses as my body sucks him in when he tries to pull out.
“Rose, baby. You feel so fucking good, I don’t want this to end.
” I move to kiss him, not wanting this to end either.