“Harder,” I begged him, thinking in that moment he couldn’t do it hard enough. I wanted the pain with the pleasure.
He thrusted deeper and I screamed out. He bent his head again and licked at the bite then whispered in my ear, “You feel like heaven.”
I dug my nails deeper into his arms and whimpered.
“Oh God, Creed!” I moaned, his words sending shocks of pleasure through my body. “Please,” I begged, but I wasn’t sure what I was begging for. Relief, more, I didn’t know. I lifted my hips, making each entry harder and faster.
He stopped talking then and I stopped thinking. The coming rapture that was about to overtake my body made every cell tingle. I began to whimper and I felt it, knowing it was going to be stronger than the others.
Just when the explosion came over me, I heard Creed shout my name and his body jerk. Forcing my eyes open, I saw his head thrown back and the veins in his neck were visible as he reached his climax, my own body shaking as I moaned beneath him.
As my breathing slowed and I could inhale properly again, Creed moved to the side of me and pulled me into his arms. With his free hand, he grabbed the blanket on the floor beside us and covered our intertwined bodies with it. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t know what. Sleep came quickly this time.
nineteen
I woke to a warm heavy body moving over me. Squinting, I could see it was morning and that Creed was pulling on his jeans. I didn’t say anything as I watched him. Was he leaving? Should I ask?
When he started to turn toward me, I closed my eyes. I wasn’t ready to be awake and deal with last night just yet. He was moving around again and I chanced a peek to see if he was continuing to get dressed. He was shirtless, putting a log in the fireplace.
I watched him build a fire and admired the way the muscles on his back moved with the task. I had been so busy watching his chiseled body, I missed the fact he was finished and now turning around. His eyes locked with mine and he gave me a crooked grin.
“Morning,” he said.
I pulled the cover tighter against my naked body and returned his smile. “Good morning.”
He ran a hand through his hair and it shouldn’t look so good when he did that. I was mesmerized and if we were going to talk, he had to put his shirt back on. I couldn’t concentrate if he had it off. I noticed claw marks on his upper arms and I gasped.
“I am so sorry,” I said, my eyes flying to his face.
He frowned. “For what?”
I lifted my hand and pointed at his arm then grimaced.
He glanced down at it and then chuckled. When he looked back at me, he raised his eyebrows and nodded at my shoulder. “Don’t apologize. I bit you.”
Oh yeah…he had. Sitting up quickly, I tried to look at it but realized I couldn’t see it. Then I realized I was topless and the covers were no longer covering that up. I grabbed for them and pulled them back up, before seeing if Creed caught that.
Creed smirked at me.
He’d seen all of me last night. It wasn’t like I was hiding something from him. I scowled at him or did my best to scowl at him. It was hard to scowl at a beautiful man shirtless. I wanted to get up and go lick his chest, and then I wanted him to make me orgasm some more because I had never experienced anything like it.
Not even with Griff.
Griff.
I felt sick to my stomach. I was lusting over Creed and wanting to have sex with him again, not even considering Griff. My sweet, kind savior who loves me. I’d betrayed him. Last night I should have stopped things because of Griff. But I’d been too damn crazed to have Creed inside me to think of anything else.
I was a slut.
No. I was worse than a slut. I was a cheating slut!
I heard Creed sigh and I didn’t look at him. I wrapped the covers around me tighter and stood up. I needed to get clothes on and I needed…I needed…we needed to talk. We should have talked last night. But no, we had gone at it like rabbits.
“Let me make some coffee and get the stove burning then we can talk,” Creed said, as if he could read my mind.
I managed to nod my head.
“Sailor,” Creed said, as he closed the distance between us.
I slowly raised my eyes from the floor to meet his.
He reached out and cupped my face with his hand. “Stop thinking whatever you’re thinking. Go get clothes on because if you don’t I’m going to bend you over the sofa and fuck you so that I can see your sexy ass bounce.”