It was long moments after we both got off that we stayed connected, his erection softening but never fully losing that potent male hardness.
He pulled out of me with a grunt, and I instantly felt his seed spill from me, making a mess I never wanted to clean up. Before I could sink against the chair, unable to hold myself up any longer, he had me turned around and wrapped up in his arms.
For a long while, I just rested my forehead against his shoulder, breathing through the post-orgasmic pleasure, my mind fuzzy, my body light and hazy in the best way. My throat ached from his bite, my lip was sore, and my pussy ached something fierce.
And I wouldn’t want it any other way.
He lifted his hands and cupped both sides of my face, tilting my head so I had to look at him. His focus was all-encompassing, the hardness that always clung to him wrapping me in this unbreakable shell. “I’ve always thought I was one thing.” He glanced away for a second before bringing his attention back to me. “A monster. The villain.”
I placed my hands on his shoulders.
“I knew I’d never be able to give my mate all that she needed in life…”
I opened my mouth to deny that, but a firm shake of his head stilled my words.
“I never saw myself as capable of giving someone that one emotion humans cling to, that all-important aspect of their life that ties them to another person.” He stayed silent after that, so silent I didn’t think he’d say anything else, and I didn’t know how to respond.
“Adryan,” I whispered, his name the only thing I could utter at that moment. I cleared my throat and shifted on his lap, the movement causing a low moan to spill from me as my slick pussy rubbed along his still semihard cock. A spark of pleasure burst between my thighs.
I felt him start to harden all over again, as if he hadn’t just fucked the hell out of me and used me like I was nothing but a vessel for his cum and pleasure, as if he needed to mark me from the inside out and would accomplish that in any way he saw fit.
“I want you exactly as you are,” I finally said. “I’m not asking for anything more than that.” I leaned in and kissed him, just a soft brush of my lips against his. “Adryan,” I whispered and cupped his scruff-covered cheeks.
“Yeah, baby?” I’d never heard his voice sound so satiated, so soft. I’d never seen Adryan with… his guard down or looking so content.
“I want you just as you are,” I said again.
“I’m a monster. You deserve better.”
I smiled. “Didn’t you know? In every movie, every book, I always hope the villain gets the girl.”
He laughed softly, just a little huff of noise and breath that still did funny things to my heart.
“Make love to me,” I whispered and kissed him again, long and slowly this time. Thoroughly. “Show me how much the villain can be the hero of his own story.”
“My Kayla,” he murmured and wrapped his arms tightly around me as if he thought he’d lose me.
“Never,” I answered his unspoken worry.
Adryan was a monster in his own right. He was dangerous, and he sure as hell wasn’t sane most of the time. I’m sure most people would say I was crazy, that being with him meant I was just as deranged as he was, that I was walking right to my own downfall.
But he was mine, I was his, and I was coming to the realization that everyone else’s opinions could go fuck themselves.
32
Kayla
Over the last two months, a lot of things had changed in my life. A lot. Which was an understatement and something I was still trying to come to terms with.
I felt like I should’ve been experiencing some kind of sadness, an emptiness as I watched the last of the movers pack up my uncle’s belongings and put them in the back of the large semi. But all I felt was this rightness, as if I should’ve done this before, as if this was how things were supposed to go.
I gave one more look at the now virtually empty home, a few of the pieces of larger furniture covered in white drop cloths and staying because the new owners wanted them, and a smile tugged at my lips. I was starting a brand-new chapter of my life.
My uncle would’ve been proud—proud of me, because I was doing what I wanted, what I finally felt would make me complete. I finally loved something enough to take a risk, even though I didn’t know what tomorrow held, especially in this situation with Adryan.
But it was exciting nonetheless.
I wasn’t surprised it hadn’t taken long to sell the Tudor. It was prime real estate in a gorgeous area.