17. Ryder
Fear radiated from her when she saw my gaze fall to her arm. Fire. She is afraid of fire. That is what she’s been hiding all along. Like that could ever deter me. She can’t see how beautiful she is, which makes me want to convince her even more.
I eagerly accept her invitation with a kiss. Her body shivers beneath me and I raise us both to pull her nightgown up and off her. I feel her wanting to hide, still.
“You’re beautiful.” I appreciate her body, the body she’s willing to share with me.
“I’m broken,” she states, too confident with these words.
“Then break me, Devina. Break me so I can lay shattered and entwined in all of the pieces you won’t let anyone else see.” She lays back as I run my fingers down her chest and over her stomach.
I lean down and bite the inside of her thigh. Her back arches as she sucks in a hiss between her teeth. I mend the sting with my tongue. Her hands make their way to my hair and her fingers latch on holding me between her legs as my lips graze hers making her moan.
“I need you. Now, Ryde.”
I give her one finger. She’s tight as I flatten my tongue to her clit, my finger pressing up to the spot that will make her come undone. She tenses with a sharp breath in and I pause. I don’t want to punish her, but she did make me kick down the fucking door.
“Please,” she begs.
“What’s our word, sparrow?”
“Fly,” she whispers.
I reward her with another finger and she begins to meet me with the thrust of her hips. I lick her and nip at her lips before diving in, consuming her with my mouth. I can feel her clench around me as she comes undone on my hand.
Her chest rises rapidly as she rides out her climax. With lustful eyes, she watches as I suck one finger clean before offering her the other. She takes it eagerly, sucking hard enough to make my cock twitch.
“I can already tell you’re going to be such a good girl,” I growl, making a rush of heat flow between our entwined legs.
I line myself up with her, feeling her arousal dripping down her ass, soaking the sheet beneath her. She drags her nails down my back as I enter her. Pushing to the hilt, her gaze meets mine and the world stops. She. Is. It. She is everything I didn’t know was missing.
“Ryder,” she says impatiently, “I need you to fuck me.”
It takes every ounce of me not to lose control at the sound of her words. What my wife wants, my wife gets.