Page 59 of Always Watching
I step back long enough to tear his clothes from his body, getting little punched-out hitches of his breath as I do. I don’t have it in me to be careful or easy; I just know Ranen saw me and he isn’t pushing me away.
I just know if I don’t claim him right here, right now, I’m going to fuckingdie.
My mouth drops to his bare skin and I suck a bruise against that paleness. I keep doing it in a low trail along his chest, across his abdomen. I lick and bite until his upper body is covered in my marks—fuck, he marks up so easily—and my cock is leaking with how much it turns me on.
How much I want to write my name on his skin.
I settle for stepping back long enough to unfasten my pants so I can pull my cock out. My bloody fingers are warm when I stroke my length, and Ranen’s eyes drop to the motion. He doesn’t tell me to stop when I step forward and take his dick in my hand. He doesn’t try to stop me at all when I start fucking us both with my blood and the evidence of the dead man still warm on the ground.
He doesn’tstopme. He just wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer, rolling his body up like he can feel the desperateemotion roaring through me… like it’s bleeding into the air and wrapping him in the same frenzy that’s completely sweeping me up.
We’re both lost in the same ocean, riding on the waves of death—a thing so solid, so real, so present that I feelfusedto Ranen. I cut myself open and offered up my heart, and he held it in gentle hands and saidI see youwithout saying anything at all.
This is more than words.
This is everything.
This isforever.
“I need more,” I groan out, and he nods and presses back, laying on the countertop and spreading his legs so I can step into him. I take a moment, painting his stomach, his legs, his thighs with red.
Red, red, red. My blood’s on his skin, and he’s not pushing me away.
Ranen isperfect.
When I look up, the crimson of my handprint stands stark against his cheek, and his pupils are so blown I feel like I could get lost in the darkness of that eternity. I don’t think when I drop my hand so blood can pool in my palm, slick across my fingers… and I don’t think when I lift them and tunnel into his ass without warning. He’s still a little loose and slippery from us fucking less than an hour ago, but I pump my fingers in and out of him greedily, watching him whine and work his body, fucking himself on my hand until I can’t stand it anymore. I pull back and replace the digits with my dick, thrusting hard and fast.
The air punches from his lungs, and he gasps my name as I start fucking him.
I can’t be gentle. I can’t be easy. I can’t do anything but fuck him like the animal I am, grabbing his hips and jerking him to the edge of the counter so I have access to all of him, every part, every piece.
The sound of skin smacking skin, the wetness of blood, the hitching of his breath, and the low growls tearing from me pounds in my ears.
When Ranen lifts his hand to grab his cock, I shake my head, and my fingers wrap around both of his wrists, using them as leverage so I can drive even deeper into him.
I want him to come on my cock alone.
I want to see him fly apart.
I want—
“North,” he whines, his voice high and thready, desperate in all the ways I need it to be. “Fuck, fuck,fuck.”
“Mine.” I growl it out—a word I’ve said before that holds so much more weight now. “You’re fuckingmineRanen. Every part of you. Every piece of you.Allmine.Onlymine. No one else gets to touch you.”
I fuck into him harder and he squirms. Trying to get away. Trying to get closer.
“North—”
“Tell me you’re mine.”
“Yours.” He gasps it.
“Even though you’ve seen me.” My hips piston into him until I’m sure if the counter wasn’t anchored to the floor, it would be jumping across the room. He looks at me with wide eyes and nods.
“Yes.”
“Even though youknowme.”
