“Stop fussing over me, sweetheart. Let me rest. There’s nothing more to do.”
It killed me, but she was right.
Now all we could do was wait.
Everyone filed out of the room, leaving Phoenix and me as the last to leave. Afraid to leave her, I busied myself with returning the book to its box along with the dagger wrapped in leather. The latch engaging when I closed it seemed as loud as a door slamming. I winced as I looked at my mom to see if the sound had disturbed her. She slept soundly, her chest rising and falling evenly. I brushed her hair gently from her forehead and pressed a kiss to her temple.
Once I was sure she was comfortable, I shut out the light. Then I let Phoenix take my hand and lead me out of the room. Mentally, I was drained, yet his warm, rough hand curled around mine sent hot awareness through me.
I thought we were going out to join the others, so I gasped when he quickly slipped into a room and closed the door. His hands immediately snaked around my waist and pulled me flush to his tall, hard body. Though he sandwiched me between him and the closed door, he didn’t crush me. He simply cocooned me in the safety of his arms.
Needing to be able to lean on someone, I clutched the front of his shirt and held on tight. I was becoming attached to him in a way that scared me. I was destined to get my heart broken. This was temporary. I tried to drill that into my head, but my traitorous heart wouldn’t listen.
Though he seemed content to hold me, I needed him. He was my anchor in an ocean of uncertainty. Sliding one hand over the planes of his chest, I curled it around the back of his neck. I stood on my tiptoes and brought my lips to his as my body melted into his. Unsure who invaded first, but my tongue delved in his mouth, and I groaned at the contact.
Our ragged breaths broke free in between wild and wicked kisses.
Suddenly frantic, he worked my button open and shoved my jeans down my legs. Not arguing, I kicked off my boots and then the annoying pants. The entire time, I unbuckled his belt and unfastened his jeans.
Except he didn’t wait for me to get his pants off all the way. As soon as they were past his ass, he hooked my legs and lifted me. He acted like I was light as a feather as he maneuvered me until his cock lined up with the already dripping opening of my pussy. The entire time he sucked on the sensitive skin of my neck and bit the slope of my shoulder, sending goose bumps skating across my skin.
Pulling his head back, he panted heavily and stared into my eyes as he drove deep with one thrust. It took my fucking breath away, and before I could get it back, he withdrew and repeated the action. At that moment, I forgot about the fact that he’d be leaving eventually, and we’d go on with our lives several states apart. All I could think about was how incredible he made me feel.
“Holy fuck. Yes, Phoenix, yes! Harder,” I begged as my nails scored his skin. With a groan, he placed one hand flat against the door. The other gripped my ass in a nearly brutal hold. Like an animal, he pounded into me as I whimpered and moaned. I didn’t give a rat’s ass if anyone heard us. My walls clenched around his thick, hard shaft as the first sign of my impending orgasm, and I braced myself for the explosion.
“Jesus, babe. You need to get there because with that pussy squeezing the fuck out of me, I’m going to come soon,” he ground out as he relentlessly fucked me against the door.
Phoenix telling me he was going to come was a bigger turn-on than I ever imagined. The thought of him filling me with the most intimate of gifts had pressure building and my muscles tensing. “I’m so close,” I gasped as I greedily tried to grind with each of his thrusts.
“Fuck yeah, do it. Right now, baby. Come all over my cock, because once you do, I’m going to fill this tight cunt with every drop of cum I have.”
“Don’t stop,” I begged as our bodies slammed together.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he said through gritted teeth. Stroke after stroke, he drove boldly into me. With each one, he became increasingly erratic, and I prepared for the leap off the cliff.
Finally, it was there. Everything shattered. I dove off that cliff and was free-falling as unadulterated bliss engulfed me.
“Holy shit,” he groaned, the words breaking through my euphoric haze, ramming his hard cock to the hilt and holding himself there. He bit my neck as he pulsed inside me, and I whimpered.
For a few moments, we leaned against the door and fought to catch our breaths. When he withdrew, I wanted to cry. The emptiness he left behind was nearly debilitating.
Soft kisses trailed up my neck and he nipped my jawline. The hair of his beard tickled my skin, and I couldn’t help the laughter that mixed with a moan at the sensation.
“I don’t have anything to clean up with,” I whispered as the unmistakable feel of his hot cum ran down my leg.
He slipped a hand between us, slowly sliding two fingers into my dripping pussy. Despite my recent orgasm, I slowly rode his hand, craving the friction. When he removed his fingers, he rubbed his release into my skin.
“I want to know that when we go out there, my cum is leaking from this perfect pussy; that I’ve marked you as mine,” he whispered into my ear before he nipped the soft lobe, and I arched into him.
I had no complaints.
We took a few minutes to regain our breath before he tucked his cock in his boxers, fastened his jeans, and buckled his belt. He went in search of my jeans, panties, and boots, which I’d carelessly kicked off in my desperation.
Once I was dressed, he held me again, with his face buried in my hair.
“Fuck, I swear I lost years off my life when they took off with you. More when I found you and saw what they were doing. I really thought they were going to kill you.”
“They would’ve. They didn’t really need me, just my blood. Crazy enough, they didn’t seem to know that my blood alone wouldn’t have opened the book. That it took me being with you to truly become ‘unlocked,’ so to speak.” The thought made my stomach churn. I believed they would’ve killed me if they thought I was no good to them. At least Belinda would’ve.