Page 46 of Wraith
Chapter Forty-Four
Something jolts me from sleep.A sound? Maybe the wind. Or maybe it’s the feel of toned legs straddling my waist, the cool steel that the owner of those legs has pressed to the freshly shaven skin of my throat. “We are going to have to stop finding ourselves in this situation. I’m starting to think you don’t like me.” I swallow deep, the motion causing my skin to scrape along the sharpblade.
“You left me again.” The hurt in those few words cause my eyes to widen more. The creature above me, wanting to slice open my carotid once again, is wounded. Far more than I have wounded her in thepast.
“I didn’t think you needed me there to nurse you back tohealth.”
“I didn’t,” she snaps. “I just—” She pauses, dragging in a deep breath. Sagging only slightly. I take advantage of the slight drop in pressure she had the knife and flip us both over, with me now straddling her. She doesn’t make a sound, or a move, so I take my chance. Slowly, mindful of the blade still pressed lightly against me, I bring my mouth tohers.
“You just what?” I whisper along her parted lips, the heat of her small pants hitting me, mingling with myown.
“I wanted to know you were okay.” I can see her eyes, even in the darkness, have grown as soft as has her grip so I meld my mouth with hers. Pressing forward to claim a long overdue kiss. She responds by entwining her tongue with mine, dueling for dominance, and I wouldn’t have it any otherway.
“I’m good, tiger,” I tell her, pulling back to nip at her bottom lip. “You still want to use this?” I gesture to the knife before taking it from her hand. She surrenders it without protest, the blade clanging along the floor as I toss it from the bed. “Not much for knife play, maybe we cantry—”
“You talk too much.” A small laugh echoes into the darkness erupting from my chest at herwords.
“And you try to stab me too much. How am I supposed to live with someone that is always looking to stick a knife in me if I piss heroff?”
“Live with? I didn’t come here for—” I cut her off with another kiss, this one slow, penetrating. I take my time exploring her mouth, tasting her everyinch.
“You had to know that if you came after me a second time I wouldn’t let you go. Besides, if I’m going to have to look over my shoulder the rest of my life wondering if you are going to kill me, I much rather have you by my side. Less stress that way,” I say, giving her another peck on her now puffy lips. “So, like it or not, tiger, you’re staying.” She is quiet for a moment, looking up at me with those chocolate pools. They seem to shine in the darkness, gazing at me with something I haven’t seen there before.Hope.
“It was him, wasn’t it? My master. He is the one who tormentedyou.”
“Itwas.”
“And he is dead?” Nodding, I move from under her, getting off the bed. “Bruce…” I say the name and it leaves a bitter taste on mytongue.
“Yes?”
“I wasn’t the only one who—” I hear her shift from the bed moving closer to me. The heat of her arms wraps around me before the softness of her seeps into my bones. She is hugging me from behind, engulfing me with her warmth and comfort. Something I have no experience with. “What he did to me and what you had done, were two completely different things.” I shake my head wanting to protest but she continues. “It doesn’t matter now. He is dead. Sebastian is dead. And we are free.” I smirk atthat.
“Free.” I echo the word. The one thing neither of us ever were until this very moment. “How the hell did you find me this time?” I ask her turning around to face this woman who I have wronged as many times as she has tried to kill me. This tiny little thing in front ofme.
“Wasn’t hard. I just followed the trail you left behind. And did you have to pick another cold place?” Her tone lightens more than I thoughtpossible.
“What’s wrong with this place? I have propane heat and running water. I think it’s a step up from the cabin. And, there is ashower.”
“We are in Alaska. I was hoping to find you on a beach somewhere, sipping MaiTais.”
“Did you not see I’m right on the coast, you can practically taste the ocean from here.” She shakes her head at me and tightens her grip, pulling me closer toher.
“Kiss me, Steven,” she whispers, trailing her fingertips up through my hair at the nape of my neck. The action making my already hard cock harden to near painful lengths. My name on her lips only intensifying it. I oblige her, digging my hands into the soft globes of her backside to lift her hips enough to wrap her legs around me. Right where she belongs, knife or noknife.
“I can’t believe you came back to me, after all this fucking time,” I admit in the darkness, and place her on the bed. “I wanted you so damn bad then, I just didn’t want to get attached. I couldn’t have him use you against me. I couldn’t let him hurt you because of me. It didn’t matter because I would have done anything to make sure you were unharmed.” I hover over her, just feeling every inch of her body, still covered in clothes. Even with the barrier, she feels amazing. Like something I have been reaching for my whole life, but every time I got close enough, someone would pull it away. Now here I am, touching it. Touching her. She is mine—to keep. No one can hurt her to get to me or to do their bidding. “I wantyou.”
“You have me. Please.” Her breathy plea has me pulling up her shirt just enough to bare her midriff to the tips of my fingers, then to my mouth. Placing hot kisses along her hypersensitive flesh, I get drunk on her gasps and moans until I have her shirt completely off. Then I start on the next article of clothing. Another unflattering bra, but I don’t care. She could wear duct tape around her chest and I would find it sexy. Peeling the black sports bra off, I start feasting on her dusky nipples. “More, I need more. Stop teasing me,” she demands making me let out a small chuckle, but I don’t listen. I have been waiting to do this the right way for far toolong.
“Every night I would replay in my head how I should have taken you. How I should have been gentle, made you come with my mouth. You just lay back and be patient.” I nip at her bellybutton, biting just enough skin between my teeth to make her hiss, then trail my mouth further down to where my hands have already gotten her pants free from her legs. Her panties, being the only obstacle, are now nothing as I tear them away. “All mine,” I whisper into the juncture of her thighs before making contact with her soft flesh. She nearly jolts off the bed when my lips meet hers forcing me to hold her still. Her musk heightens my senses and pushes me over the edge, bringing me into a frenzy. I fuck her with my tongue and fingers, licking biting and sucking the orgasm right out of her with a high-pitchedscream.
“Steven!” she yells yanking at my hair, trying to get me to stop playing with her over sensitive clit. “Oh god! Please!” she yells again as another current washes though her body and clamps down onto my fingers. Reluctantly, I pull back when the pulses have subsided and stand at the edge of the bed, look down on her flushedface.
“Don’t die on me now, tiger. I’m just getting started.” I shed my tee shirt and flannel pajama pants quickly before I’m climbing back onto her, over her, through her, inside her. Fucking hell, this woman drives me mad. Lining myself up with her center I press forward as if to draw the moment out forever. I slowly bury my cock, inch by inch, driving us bothcrazy.
“Damn it!” Before I know it, she has me flipped over onto my back and is sinking herself down onto my dick in one fluid stoke. “Ah!”
“Fucking impatient,” I growl, gripping onto her hips. “You asked for it.” Her eyes grow wide as I lift us both from the bed, making her back slam into the nearest wall with a hardsmack. The sweat from her back making a squeaking noise as it drags up and down with my thrusts. Her mouth finds mine along with her teeth as she starts biting my lip, pulling it away with a pop before coming back in for more. “You want rough?” My fingers dig into her ass cheeks, guaranteed to leavebruises.
“Yes. Fuck me!” Oh, she has no idea. She lets out a loud cry when I pull myself from her only to toss her onto the bed. She starts to protest but I’m on her before she has the chance, gripping her hair and maneuvering her the way I want her. Her head pressed into the mattress and her ass in the air. Just the right spot for me to—smack! I lay a crack of my hand across one globe, the bright red welt of a handprint instantly forming when I pull away. “What the—” The words are lost in her throat when I plunge my cock back inside her dripping center. Plundering her once again, only this time I have reigns. Her hair still in my hand, I ball up in my fist and yank just enough for her back to bow and her shoulders to come flush with my chest. My free hand reaches around to play with her sensitive clit while my mouth goes to herear.
“You feel that? That’s my cock slamming against your womb. Open up for me, Tiger.” With that she tightens around me as my cock surges forward one last time, spurting everything I have into her. Coating her insides with my seed. Even if she decides to leave, she will still have a piece of me with her. I’ll make sure ofit.
