Chapter 29
Jasmina
HE THOUGHT I WAS in control, but I couldn’t even stop myself from making love to him.
I wanted every part of him, and I wasn’t going to stop now. He cared who’d done this, he’d cared enough to look into it the moment he saw a scratch on my face.
He cared.
And I guess I hadn’t known I was starving for someone to care until I wasn’t anymore, until Callahan gave me exactly what I’d needed.
Controlling how I felt for him was out the window now. He nodded once, his bright blue-green gaze holding mine as he gave me the reins.
If I wanted him, he was going to let me have him.
I moved fast to get the rest of him naked. I had his cock in my hand within two seconds and was yanking his neck down with the other hand so I could kiss him. We moaned as we fell into one another.
I loved that he was hard as a rock, was so ready for me even though I gave him hell half the time. I turned as I kissed him so I could push him down onto the bed, then I was climbing over him fast, wanting to have him back inside of me, where I knew he belonged.
His hands were at my hips right before I could bear down on him, though. “Jas, you’re in control. I’m giving you that. But give me a taste of your pussy first. Let me get my face wet.”
My thighs were already shaking for his cock, but I knew how talented he was with that tongue of his. I crawled up so that my body was right above his face as he laid on his back. I gripped the headboard and said, “Make it worth it, Knight.”
He chuckled, and I heard him breathe in deep as he dragged his lips against my inner thigh and growled, “Sit on my face, Viper. Give me what I want.”
I didn’t even hesitate now. I gave him what I wanted, but also what he wanted too.
He thrust his tongue so deep inside me immediately that I was arching on him and moaning his name right away.
His hands kneaded my ass cheeks and coaxed me to rock on his face quickly, chasing my first orgasm like I’d gone too long without it.
I had.
The man’s mouth was an expert at making me feel good, and I wanted it daily. I wanted it so much I could hear how I got wetter and wetter against his lips.
“I need this. I need it,” I chanted as I rocked on him harder and harder. He moved one hand over my thigh so he could circle my clit, and I knew I was about to lose it.
My nipples tightened, and his eyes met mine as he moved his other hand between my ass cheeks to graze a hole I never let anyone explore.
He did it without hesitation, and it felt so good that I rolled into the sensation, careening off the edge into ecstasy as I screamed his name.
“It gets better every time.” I couldn’t hide the disbelief in my voice as I scooted down his body and laid on top of him, his cock between my legs, resting right at the entrance of my center. Even though I was completely taken care of, my pussy still clenched for him.
“It’s always going to get better, Jas. And I’m here any time you want it,” he murmured against my hair with a smile. I felt his hands smoothing down my back like he thought we were about to be done.
I hummed and pushed up on my hands so I could straddle him, giving him a smile. “Good. Because I still want you inside me.”
His jaw ticked twice as he looked down at my stomach. “You sure?”
I wiggled over him and lined that pierced tip up with my entrance. “Oh yeah, Callahan.” And then I lifted myself and dropped down fully on his cock, gasping at the pressure and the sweet stretch of him inside me again.
“Fuck,” he said, dragging out the word. And then he held me there for a moment. “You good?”
He was making sure my injuries weren’t painful, but he didn’t have to. There wasn’t pain.
Only wild, hot pleasure.
“Better than good, Callahan. Sure you can still take me as rough as you did the first time?”
“I don’t know if—”
“I’m in control, right? Maybe I should take you how I want you.”
I didn’t give him time to tell me it wasn’t a good idea.
I grabbed his neck instead, squeezing his windpipe so he wouldn’t say anything while I used my other hand to hold the headboard as leverage.
I rocked up and down on him hard and fast, using my weight, my muscle, my whole body to fuck him just how I wanted.
He filled me up, stretching me just right every single time I dropped down viciously on him.
I saw how his eyes darkened, felt his neck tighten as my pussy came down on him.
I clenched around him, and he roared as his come filled me up just as I orgasmed on him.
I dragged my hands down his chest, my nails scraping at the cuts he already had from me, creating more.
Marking him as mine. And in that moment, he was mine. His mind. His body. His come.
All mine.
I collapsed on him and curled around him, breathing fast. And he let me lie there for as long as I needed, his hands caressing every part of me like I belonged to him too. “Remind me to let you take control more often.”
I hummed at his comment. “More fun my way.”
“Your way is avoidance, which I’m only happy to do for you for so long.”
I bit my lip and knew I had to give him what he wanted. So I pushed myself up, and my pussy pulsed with his cock still so big inside me as I wiggled on him. Running my hands over his abs, I rolled my lips between my teeth so I didn’t salivate on the man.
God, I was becoming a whore for the future husband I wasn’t even supposed to like.
“Keep looking at me that way, Jas, and we’re going to have a hard time ever leaving this room.”
“Who says I want to leave it?” I raised an eyebrow at him and chuckled when he groaned.
Then, his large, rough hands were gripping my hips so softly, like he didn’t want to hurt me, like I hadn’t just torn the crap out of his abs.
“I can’t focus with you on me.”
“Don’t recall saying I wanted you to focus either.” He lifted me off him and set me on the sheets beside us.
“Of course you don’t. You want me to forget someone tried to kill you even knowing you were promised to me. And you hid it from me this whole time, which quite frankly, in my book, is you lying.”
“You’re mad. I get that.”
“Mad at you? Because you didn’t tell me? Of course I’m fucking mad.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. That couldn’t possibly be the only reason.
“Oh, you think I’m mad that you tried to latch your family to mine without telling me you were in danger?” He chuckled. “Jas, your family’s always in danger, and so are you. It’s not a secret. It’s a fact. Had I known earlier, we could have figured it out.”
That wasn’t the reason either.
“Right. Well, I don’t have a name for you, Callahan. We never found out who did it. Like I said, there were other, more important issues—”
“Your family should have figured it out the night it happened,” he said quite loudly. “What do you think they came for?”
That was an odd question for him to ask. “Money, probably. We were all supposed to go to the bar after gathering for my uncle’s funeral reception. They thought the house would be empty, I’m sure—”
“Not to hurt you?”
“Why would it be about me?”
“Because you’re about to marry me, Jasmina, and have my babies. Who wouldn’t want that to happen?”
“I mean, a lot of people … Fitzpatrick being at the top of my list.”
“And he’s about to be crossed off mine … one way or another.”
“Don’t make waves or start wars until we know for sure, Callahan,” I told him, and his eyes darkened, but I said, “Listen to me with this. For me, Callahan. Let him come to the wedding, let him accept or reject our families merging before we cause more problems. I lost my uncle and ten men … losing more isn’t worth it if it can be stopped. ”
“It’s worth it if he did this …”
“Just please, don’t do anything right now. For peace … or for no one else but me?”
I saw how my “please” rattled him, how he frowned, how he took a deep breath and then he finally nodded, giving me his word.