Chapter Twenty-Two
My gaze dartedto the windows. It was barely dusk. The realization that the men had already come sent a jolt of panic through me. Before I could move, I heard a series of thuds and rustles of noise. Then, there was silence.
When Tor suddenly reappeared, I almost screamed.
“You are safe, my June,” he said, striding to the bed.
My mouth fell open when he climbed back onto the bed and reached between us to position himself. I pressed both hands against his shoulders. He paused and looked at me with a heated gaze.
“What’s going on?” I demanded.
He blinked at me, glanced down at the hand he had wrapped around himself then back at me.
“We are having sex?”
“No, we are not. We were having sex, and then you left. I heard noises downstairs. What happened?”
“The men came to take your food. Vorx and Turik helped me put them to sleep. They will watch them for us. We will take them to Matt as soon as you and I are finished.” He nudged my entrance, sliding in an inch before I pushed at his shoulders again. He immediately stopped and gave me a puzzled look.
“Should I lick your pussy some more?”
I sputtered as I tried to process everything that was wrong in this moment. His gaze shifted to concern, and he immediately withdrew.
“I hurt you. June, my heart. Forgive me.” He shifted us so we were both lying on our sides and he had me cradled in his arms. “I thought your beautiful pussy would remain wet and ready. I didn’t—”
He blinked at the sudden press of my hand over his mouth.
“Tor, I love you. And I need you to be quiet for a minute.”
“You love me?” he mumbled behind my hand. I could tell by the look in his eyes that I was about to lose him.
“Stop.” He stilled. Confusion clouded his gaze.
“Just listen for a minute. Okay?”
He grunted, and I removed my hand.
“You didn’t hurt me. Yes, I love you. No, we’re not picking up right where we left off. We are not having sex when there are people in the house. Please don’t talk about doing things to my private parts when there are other people around. I find it embarrassing. Now, you can talk.”
“Hannah and Merdon have sex with Emily in the house. Vorx and Turik will not care. And why can I not talk about your sweet pussy or your beautiful breasts around others but I can talk about your pretty eyes and your soft, silky hair? They are all parts of the female I love so much it hurts to breathe when I am not touching you.” He dipped his head and trailed kisses along my jaw. “Everyone should know why you are the best female on the planet.”
His hand stroked over my hip, and I rolled my eyes.
“You know what? You’re right. There’s no reason you can’t talk about all my parts. But we’re not having sex right now, Tor.” I slipped from his hold and stood. “I need to know who showed up and if there are still more people we need to find.”
His expression was pure, disgruntled disappointment as he looked from me to the erection jutting from between his legs. Slowly, he wrapped a hand around himself and winced.
“You’ll live,” I said, already grabbing my clothes and tugging my shirt on.
“I will live,” he agreed. “Walking will be difficult.”
“Nice try. You beat up intruders without a problem. I think you can manage a few steps.”
He grunted, released himself, and stood. But he didn’t get dressed. His hungry gaze zeroed in on my untethered breasts as I gave a quick jump to pull up my jeans. I didn’t miss the way he clasped a hand around himself and winced again.
“I promise I’ll make it up to you,” I said, feeling a little sorry for him. I told him I loved him, but I wasn’t really acting like it.
“Now? Three strokes in your pussy is all I need to make you scream and give you my Mr. Happy juice.”