Chapter 17
Ryven
Once it’s just me and her, Ro turns on me, bucking her hips in the air to get me off of her.
She shoves against me. “What the fuck was that, Ryven?” A little growl leaves her lips and I can’t help that my cock jolts at the sound.
“You could’ve gotten me killed.” Her voice is softer now.
Like she’s really taking in what just happened.
I pinch the bridge of my nose and lean back, letting some of my weight off of her body. “I told you to run,” I snap. “You shouldn’t have come here.”
She tries to sit up, but I push her back down. I shouldn’t be touching her right now. Not after what just happened. But I can’t help myself. If she wants to play in my woods, then she will get what she deserves. I position myself between her legs and lift her so her back is against my chest.
Bringing my hand to her neck, I whisper in her ear. “Little Rabbit,” I purr. “You know better than to step onto my land.” I squeeze a little harder around her neck and grind my erection into her ass. “What made you so stupid tonight? What made you come back to me?”
She huffs out a breath but doesn’t try to wiggle from my grasp. That’s a good sign. I know she likes the chase, maybe even more than I do.
“I needed to see you,” she moans as I grope her breast with my free hand.
“And what did you need to see me for?” I slowly travel my hand along her torso and slip into the front of her jeans. “Are you going to be wet, Little Rabbit? Or did the chase scare you?”
She shakes her head as much as she can in this position, and when I dip my fingers between her folds, I shouldn’t feel relief. But I do. She’s soaked, in fact. I think she liked the chase a little too much.
“That’s not for you,” she growls, grinding back anyway.
I shove her down, ass in the air, clothes in my fist. Slipping my fingers inside her, I say, “Oh, it isn’t? Maybe it was Westley. I guess I could call him back over here to satisfy you.” I finger fuck her quick and hard until she squirts down the front of my jeans and cries out.
“I’m sure he would do it better than you anyway!” she shouts, pushing against my hand, wanting more movement.
I smack her ass hard, and she whines. “You want it rough, rabbit? Right here in the dirt—like the filthy thing you pretend you aren’t?”
She shoves her pussy against my fingers and screams, “Yes!”
I unzip my pants and position myself at her center. I thrust inside her, harder than I mean to. Like I’m trying to prove something. To her. Or myself. Or the members who still lurk in the shadows right now.
“Ryven!” she bellows into the dirt.
I pull out slightly and slam back inside. “That’s right, filthy rabbit. Scream my name.” I growl against her back. So I know I’m still the one you want.
Pulling out of her, I turn her onto her back so I can watch her through the holes in my mask while I fuck her. Tree branches and rocks are beneath us, but I don’t care right now.
She doesn’t fight me as she lifts her ass so I can drag her pants completely off, and she raises her arms so I can remove her shirt.
She stretches out for me—bare, moonlit, and shameless.
Leaves shake and branches crack near us.
Someone’s probably watching. Let them. I should care but I don’t. Let them see who she belongs to.
I get the sudden urge to teach her a lesson she deserves. She knows better. She knows how dangerous it can be out here. I stand and lift my shirt under my chin. I stroke my cock with her juices on it from tip to base.
“Knees,” I command, and she does so, slowly.
A bewildered look spreads on her face. She’s submitting to me fully right now. There isn’t even a hint of her bratty attitude.
She looks at me before licking her lips and then wraps her mouth around the tip of my cock.
“That’s right, rabbit. Take me all the way.”
I grab her neck and surge until I hit the back of her warm throat. When her oxygen gets cut off, she tries to move, but I hold her in place for a moment longer before releasing her.
I give her a moment before she says, “I couldn’t freaking breathe.”
“Good. Now you know how it feels—to be starved of air, of control, just like I am when you’re near.”
I grab her hair and push my dick further into her mouth.
We repeat these motions until I think she has had enough, and tears trail down her face. I wipe them away and slide my dick from her mouth. “Did you learn your lesson, Little Rabbit?” Or am I the one who keeps forgetting mine?
She bites her lip and shakes her head. Taunting me. There she is.
Rory grabs my hand and places it on her neck, squeezing it down tighter. “Now I need you to fuck me like I deserve. Punish me with that cock of yours.”
In the blink of an eye, we’re on top of each other, and I don’t even remember deciding to move. I reach between us to push myself inside her.
She pulls me in, milking me for anything I’m willing to give. “I want it hard, Ryven,” she moans, holding my hand in place. It’s like she needs this just as much as I do.
I give her everything I have. All that can be heard is the echo of my balls slapping against her ass in the forest. My cock pulses, and I’m so close to coming. I hate how much I need this. She reaches between us and fingers her clit, keeping up with my pace before she explodes all over my cock.
“Pull out of me,” she screams in pleasure, right before I begin to come.
I quickly yank myself free and finish on her stomach before rubbing it into her skin, making sure to get it on my X.
She swats my hand away. “Ew, Ryven, that is gross.”
I grind against her, making her catch her breath. “There is nothing gross with me staking my fucking claim. You belonged to me when we first met, and you belong to me now. Even if you don’t fucking want me.”
I fix my pants in place. With one last look, I turn and walk toward the church before I say something I can’t take back.
“Where are you going?” she yells, quickly picking up her clothes. “I still need to talk to you!”
I wave my hand over my head. “I’m not up for talking. Maybe we can talk tomorrow.” I shrug and stroll through the trees.
I leave her sitting in the middle of the forest, naked and alone, but not truly. I step out of sight, wait for her to get dressed, and ensure she’s safely in her SUV before heading back toward the church.
Once I make it back to the opening, Westley stands there, waiting for me. “What the hell, man?”
I take my mask off so he can see my face. “What is the problem?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “What is up with you and the rebellion girl?”
I take a step toward him, my expression hardening, all warmth draining from my eyes as I lock my gaze on his.
He takes a step back. “Woah, woah, woah. Calm down, Ryven. I didn’t mean anything by it.” He puts his hands out in front of him.
I move even closer until his back is against the church and lean into his space.
“I don’t appreciate you insinuating anything is going on.
I’m doing my job to the best of my ability, and it comes with perks that I don’t like to share.
” I scan him. “Oh, and that rebel girl is mine to do with as I see fit.
If you so much as even think of her while you're masturbating, I will know. It would be my pleasure to cut off your fucking dick.” My voice drops lower.
His eyes widen as he nods. “I'm going to get some sleep,” I mumble before making my way inside.