“Good thing they’re watching a horror movie.”
“Doesn’t matter. They’ll still hear you.” I reared up and pressed a hand to her naked ass and then smacked. “Now beg.”
Serena’s blue eyes locked onto me and refused to let go as she bit down on her lip and squirmed beneath my touch.
I’d always loved looking down at her, drinking my fill, eating even more—because she was made for me, always.
I knew it the minute I set eyes on her.
I just never knew how dangerous loving her would be to my mental and physical health.
Until I was told to stay the hell away.
“Junior…” She reached for me, pushing my hair away from my forehead. “You’re mine too, you know. I own you the way you own me.”
“I thought you were begging,” I teased, lowering my mouth to hers. “And yet I don’t hear it…”
“You don’t need to hear it to feel the way my body begs you with every single tremor,” she rasped, grabbing my hands and lowering them to her hips. “I’m ready for you—I need you.”
“Have me,” I said, the way she had the first time all those days ago when we finally let go of the hate.
Her eyes filled with tears as I sank into her, pinned her hands over her head, and kissed her hungrily across the mouth.
She moaned with each slow pump of my hips, I was sinking so deep that I couldn’t think straight, and my princess just took every single slam of my body like it was a gift.
I’d always been afraid to be too rough with her. Now I knew; we were born out of murder, made for madness. Of course, she would take me however she could.
A tear slid down her cheek, and then she was holding me in place with her legs wrapped around me like we were getting ready to spar, making it so it was almost impossible to move.
She grinned. “Now, you’re trapped.”
“You call this trapped. I call this Heaven.” I moaned as my dick pulsed inside her, needing more of her heat, needing to move. Release was so close for both of us; I could always tell the way she tried to keep us from chasing it as if she was terrified of the fulness we experienced, that we’d never get it again.
“Serena.” I brushed a kiss across her mouth. “Princess, you can finally let go.” I hesitated. “We can finally let go.”
She nodded as more tears slid down. “You promise? This is it? Just us? Forever? No more—”
I devoured her mouth with mine, tasting the salt of her tears on my tongue as my lips slid along hers, and then I casually flipped us until she was on top.
“Us.” We broke apart. I was still inside her, but something told me she needed to have control, to know that this was it between us.
Finally.
Thank God. Finally.
“Look at us,” I encouraged. “Nothing but death will separate us, princess. And even then, I’ll fight it till the bitter end, to make sure I have as much time with you as humanly possible.”
She started moving slowly above me. “And even then, Junior, once death comes calling, promise you’ll follow.”
“Where else would I rather be than dying with you by my side?” My voice cracked, and then I gripped her ass and started moving while she went wild above me.
I couldn’t stop staring at the way her throat moved as she cried out my name, her swollen lips parted like a prayer.
She panted over me, and I felt her body finally understand, as she gave in fully to me—I was hers—she was mine.
She collapsed over me, her hair covering half my face as tiny tremors wracked her body, and then she shoved away from me and said, “Does this mean you’re going to marry me?”
“You already have my ring,” I pointed out. “But do you really think your dad would let me have sex with you, and not expect me to marry you? I mean, he’s old school. He’d probably grab his gun at the altar to make sure I didn’t bolt.”
She swatted my chest. “I’d shoot you myself if you did.”
“I know.” I laughed. “But sometimes a guy like it’s when a girl chases him.”
“You’d be a wounded guy, so maybe rethink that scenario.”
I burst out laughing. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
We both fell into more fits of laughter as I pulled the blanket over us and tucked her beneath my chin.
Epilogue
Breaker
Two days later
I knew they were in there having sex again in Serena’s room, I mean, who the hell didn’t? They were loud, and this was Junior we were talking about, I was surprised he hadn’t just peed all over her in front of us the first day of classes this year. The guy was getting more and more possessive. If I even looked Serena’s way, he growled at me.