“I do,” he says fiercely, gripping my arms and pulling me closer. “These aren’t empty words, Lexa. I made my oath to you, and I will stand by it!”
His face is so close to mine now, his eyes are all I can see. Deep, warm blue, swimming with points of turquoise. I never knew how beautiful his eyes really were until that night he pulled me close to him and I saw into his soul.
I try to stop it, but lust rises in me, an ache that spreads between my legs, throbs across my belly and chest, and tightensmy nipples. Kit feels it, and I see the look in his eyes turn desperate.
He’s so close, I barely have to move at all. Just the slightest tilt of my head, and our lips touch.
Kit stays almost completely still, letting me kiss him. I softly run my lips across his, teasing gently as I enjoy the thrills of pleasure that sing through me. With these tender touches, memories return to me in a rush. Things I locked deep inside so I never had to feel them again.
But I want to. Oh, dear God, help me, I’ve never wanted anything more!
I can feel his mouth all over me, devouring my breasts, diving between my legs and lapping deep into me with his tongue until I came like a fucking fountain. How he made me come, over and over again, with his hands and his tongue, teasing me with his body until he finally pierced me with his cock.
The memory of the hard length of him sinking into my hot, wet heat breaks me. I lunge at him, grabbing his shoulders and hurling him to the ground. I grip his sides with my knees and grind downwards with my hips while I devour his mouth, sliding my lips against his and darting my tongue between his lips.
Kit groans under me, his hands roughly moving up my waist and caressing my ribs under the shirt. I thrust into the pressure, encouraging him, and as his hands cover my breasts, I gasp with pleasure, falling against him to writhe in pure ecstasy.
This… this is what I ran from. The pure truth of our bodies together, the absolute rightness of it… and his impossible denial.
With Kit’s hands on me and his hard body clamped between my thighs, it’s easy to push away thoughts of his betrayal. I’ve held my lust back for so long, it’s incandescent. A living fire that burns away all my restraint.
Even if this is the stupidest fucking idea I’ve ever had, I’m still going to do it. I can’t stop… I won’t!
Kit wraps his hands around me, caressing my back as he pulls me down against him. I can feel his erection through my pants, and a moan pours out of my throat as I rock back and forth, teasing myself with it.
Oh my fucking God, this is hot.
I feel Kit’s fingers trail down my back, and he grabs my ass, squeezing hard and making me jump. I grind down harder with my hips, making him cry out as my weight presses against his hard cock.
I break the kiss, grinning as I look down on him, my mind completely empty of all trauma and doubt. He smiles back, and I know he feels just as free. All the secrets between us, the pain in our past, none of it matters right now.
Kit reaches up, cupping my cheeks with both hands. For a moment, his eyes shimmer, and his lips part as if he’s about to say something. I feel a trickle of fear attempt to break my desire, but then he pulls me down to him and kisses me hard.
I moan through the kiss, loving the feel of his arms pinning me against him as his mouth devours mine. Trapped by my own lust and Kit’s obvious desire for me, I writhe in ecstasy, squirming on top of him as I urge him on, almost begging him to take me and replace all the pain in me with pure, white-hot pleasure.
Chapter 14 - Kit
Lexa squirms on top of me, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she braces her knees against my hips. Her mouth is hot and eager on mine as she presses me to the ground, kissing me even harder.
This! Oh, God, yes, this!
I’d closed this memory off, locked it somewhere deep in my mind. It was too awful to contemplate never feeling this way again. As Lexa rocks back and forth on me, I slip my hands under her shirt and run my hands across her skin, the light touch thrilling me to the bone.
Suddenly, she shivers, a shudder that runs through her from her shoulders right to her toes. She gasps, almost as if she’s in shock, then flings herself away from me.
I lay on the ground for a second, so stunned that I couldn’t even move. As I sit up slowly, I look across at Lexa, where she’s sitting under a tree with her arms wrapped around her knees.
“Lexa, are you okay? Did I do something wrong?”
She shakes her head, and that only makes me more confused. I shuffle across the ground to get a bit closer to her, and she looks up at me, a hard glare that stops me as if I’ve hit a force field.
Her eyes were always so soft and gray, like a sweet snowfall with pale, fluffy clouds. Now they’re violent blizzards, with dark sky and chips of ice.
“Can I do something?”
She shakes her head, her lips pressed together. I cross my legs and sit comfortably on the ground, deciding that I won’t leave her unless she really wants me to.
“I’m right here, okay? Tell me what you need. If you want me to go away, I will.”
