Forbidden (Blood Ties #7)

Because that’s what this was.

You should’ve let me fuck you.

You shouldn’t have fallen for my brother.

I tried to push the thoughts away, concentrating on the warmth of her cunt as I pushed in. The scent of sex was so bold in the air. I sucked it down, desperate for more.

“You even fuck like him.” She said, her voice vibrating against my hand. “Raw and savage.”

The words only made me feel even more dangerous.

I gripped her throat, hard enough to let her know who was in charge. “You like that?” I grunted. “You like being fucked by my brother and me?”

She arched her back, never once fighting my hold as I slammed into her once more. “Yes.”

I pressed my thumb against her throat as the image of that rose.

Riven.

Her.

Me.

Both using her. Both tasting her. I unleashed a groan, captured by the memory. My hunger was ignited and there was no turning back. She bit her lip and her body clenched around me. Just like that, I was done. I groaned and stilled, buried in her heat as my cock spasmed, releasing warmth deep inside.

“That’s it, Teacher.” She whispered. “Fill me.”

I moaned, my cock jerking hard with the words. I wanted to fill her. I wanted to fill her so fucking bad. I gripped her throat and wrenched her forward. Panic filled me as I lost myself in her stare. Then, without warning, I yanked her forward and kissed her.

I was gone, falling headlong into the pit of darkness.

I closed my eyes and kissed her harder, holding her in place. She gave a moan, the sound wounded and desperate. That was exactly how I felt. I broke away, transfixed by her power. “This…changes everything.”

“I agree.” She answered. “Now, we both have something at stake.”

What did that mean?

Did it mean…she…

Her stare never wavered…and in those deep brown eyes, I saw the truth.

Shit…

I released my hold and pulled away, looking down before I pushed against the floor and rose. Her thighs were damp, with come glistening around her core. The sight stopped me cold.

“I trust you.” She whispered, pushing upwards. “With my body and now my heart.”

Was she playing us?

A pang tore across my chest. Christ, it felt like I was going to have a heart attack.

“Get dressed.” I urged, my tone a little harsh. “I want to escort you to your cell…to make sure you’re…safe.”

The truth was, I needed to get away from her, away from those eyes and the temptation to drop to my knees and fill her with my cock once more. Because the truth was…I didn’t want to let her go.

She flinched, then moved slowly, pushing up off the floor to stand.

I felt like a bastard, hating how cold I was. But there was nothing I could say, nothing that could change what we were…and where we were. This wasn’t a place of love. No matter how much that aching throb in my chest wanted it to be.