“Never. I’m not fucking stopping, and neither are you.”
His words gave me shivers. My skin prickled everywhere, from my toes to my nose. My gut tightened as the sounds of skin slapping skin ricocheted around his room. I kissed the shell of his ear and whispered how amazing he made me feel with every broken breath. Fire raged through my veins, spurring the electrical shocks that pulsed against my spine.
I felt him everywhere. In the crook of my waist. Behind my knees. In the nape of my neck as he growled against my skin.
“So close. So close. So fucking close, Rae. Come with me.”
My back bowed into him and my body unleashed. I clamped down around his length, pulling him deeper as my body begged for his nourishment. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, curling into him as he took what he wanted. And as his hands dug into the mattress, I felt the beast within him finally unleash, rutting against me as he poured into me, marking me as his own. Sinking his teeth into my breasts. Growling how perfect I was as he pinned me to the bed, breathing raggedly through his nose.
I committed every sound to memory. Every smell. Every touch. Every kiss. Every stroke. And when he collapsed against me, I slid my hands up and down his back. I danced my fingertips against his muscles. I kissed his neck and his shoulder and his ear softly, feeling him quivering against me.
“Stay with me,” he murmured.
And as a smile crossed my face, I nodded my head.
“Fine by me.”
20
Raelynn
My eyes fell open before I shot up in bed. The room smelled different. It looked different. The layout wasn’t what I was used to.
“Shit.”
I threw the covers off me as Clint groaned next to me. I had to practically tumble myself out of bed, since the damn thing was so big. I fell to the floor, scrambling up before I ran straight into the wall. And as I stumbled along, trying to find the damn bathroom, Clint chuckled.
“Need a light?”
The room filled with a blinding light and I shielded my eyes. I grumbled underneath my breath as I reached for the door handle. I threw the door open, ready to relieve myself and try to get ready for school. Because fuck only knew what time it really was.
Instead of the bathroom, though, I was met with Clint’s fucking closet.
He chuckled. “On the other side of the room.”
“I hate you,” I murmured.
I rushed through the bedroom, trying the door on the other side of the room. And when it gave way to a toilet, I sighed with relief. I closed the door behind me, rushing for it. Rushing for the relief it would provide me However, the light outside made me nervous. It was much too bright for first thing in the morning. I’d most certainly missed my first period. How much of second period I’d missed, I wasn’t sure.
A knock came at the door. “Need anything in there?”
I swallowed. “Just some privacy would be nice.”
“I mean, you did hit the wall pretty hard. You okay?”
“I’m not bleeding, if that’s what you’re asking.”
I drowned out his voice with the sound of the toilet flushing. I splashed some water on my face, trying to remove the sleep from my eyes. I took the liberty of using what I had around me. Hand soap on my face. Toothpaste on my finger. I used a generous amount of mouthwash, gargling before spitting it out. I picked up the hair-filled brush and said a small prayer, then ran it underneath the water. And as Clint knocked softly on the door again, I groaned.
“Can you give a girl a second?”
“You aren’t the only one that has to pee, sweet cheeks.”
I murmured, “Call me that again and see what happens.”
“You know, you could just skip class.”
I ran the wet hairbrush through my hair. “Not a chance.”