Forbidden (Blood Ties #7)

But I was a bastard.

I knew that.

A. Selfish. Savage. Monster. Not fit for anything as fucking perfect as her.

Not really.

The scales of justice had already weighed my soul…and there was no coming back from hell. I knew that…still…staring into those dark, empty eyes, part of me wished for more.

“Do you…” I croaked and swallowed, trying to wet my mouth. “Do you want me to stop?”

“Never.” She whispered. “I never want you to stop.”

Her fingers lazily touched me, trailing down around to the back of my head, before she pushed me back down. “Do whatever you want with me. Yours to command. Obey. Release. Owned. That’s what I am…I’m owned by you.”

I flinched and yanked my head away, my fingers sliding from the warmth of her pussy as I stumbled backwards.

She followed the movement, scowling and pushed upwards. The elastic cut into the soft flesh of her pussy. I stared at what I wanted and licked my lips.

“Please.” She murmured. “Don’t leave me.”

For a second, that emptiness in her eyes flickered with life. The corners of her mouth trembled as she glanced around the darkened room like she was taking it in for the first time. “Riven?”

Desperation surged, forcing me to lunge forward. I grabbed her, pulling her close. “Trouble.”

“Where…where the fuck am I?”

And just like that, she was back, roaring to life with the tang of disdain in her tone. I smiled, pulling her closer. “With me. You’re safe, baby. You’re safe.”

She gripped my shirt, holding on and lifting her gaze to mine. I felt her body tremble. I felt every goddamn thing with her…maybe a little too much.

“Don’t go.” She whispered. “I need you.”

My will buckled, bowing under the loneliness in those dark brown eyes. I lowered my head, pulling her upwards. “I won’t leave you.”

Tears shimmered in her eyes. I knew it was because of the conditioning. Still, to see her in pain was a knife hacking its way into my chest.

She lifted her head and kissed me, and that same hunger came roaring back, more dangerous than ever before. I lifted her, driving her back against the small cot. The legs squealed against the floor, but it didn’t matter, none of it mattered.

“Lie back.” I urged. “Let me take care of you.”

She eased back onto the cot. I did the only thing I could…I became the monster she needed. The one who’d steal her from this place…if only for a moment. My fingers trailed down her body, dragging over the peak of her breast until they fell further.

Wetness met the tips as I pushed against the lace between her legs. I didn’t even have to command her. Instead, her legs opened, her knees crooked to gain an extra inch. She wanted to be open for me, parted and dripping.

I broke the stare and looked down, to find my fingers disappearing into her body. I couldn’t stop them trailing upwards to find the proud hood of her clit. “So swollen.” I murmured, meeting her stare.

Moisture dripped from between her thighs. Fuck, she was slick. My circular motions made her shudder.

“Please,” she panted, grabbing hold of my forearm.“Please.”

“Please what, Trouble?” I moved, craning my neck to dip my head between her thighs.

Her ass clenched and tendons strained, driving her legs as far apart as they’d go. Such a needy little thing. “You ache to be fucked, don’t you?”

Her fingers speared through my hair as I tugged the sodden elastic to the side.

“Wider.” I commanded, reaching down to grasp under her knee and lift.