Page 13 of Solstice

This was about me and him, and God, I wanted exactly what he’d offered me downstairs. I wanted him to hold me down and take what he’d won, wring me out until I couldn’t stand.

“Get off me.” I shoved at his hold, jerking under him, bringing my cunt up against his cock again. The friction made me moan, and I turned my head to the side, biting at my bicep to keep from making more noise.

“Say mercy.” He brought his lips to my ear, his fiery breath ghosting over my neck and sending shocks down that side of my body.

I pressed my lips together becauseno fucking waywould I stop this. That wasn’t what he meant, anyway. He was checking in with me, giving me an out if I wanted to take it. I could use the safeword, and Lex would leave me alone. But I’d never backed down from him, not once in my life, and I didn’t intend to start now.

“No?” He let out a twisted laugh, and the cruelty in it aroused me further, forcing me to spread my legs wider. “Then tell me I won.”

I shook my head and bared my teeth in a growl, refusing to admit it.

“Go on.” His body encased mine, so big compared to my five-foot-seven frame. It made me feel small and protected, like the only one more powerful than me was him, and he’d earned the honor. “Tell me.” He nudged his nose at my chin in a delicate, intimate gesture that reminded me this was a game.

I swallowed, the bitterness tasting like relief and anticipation. Finally, I murmured a quiet, “You won.”

“There, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” He kissed my jaw and chuckled before saying, “Now, shut the fuck up and let me enjoy my spoils.”

Spoils.

Like he beat me for me.And hell, I didn’t know that would be something that made me tremble so hard, but it did. Even more when he leaned down and whispered, “Don’t fucking move. If you do, I’ll tie you down.” My heart kicked at the image that created, but he must have read that on my face because he groaned and shook his head. “If you make me tie you down, I won’t let you up for the rest of the trip.”

Well, we don’t want that, do we?

When he took his hand away from my wrists, I flexed my fingers for circulation, but I didn’t try to fight him again. I’d already conceded defeat, and now I was his to do with what he would.

The thought should have repulsed me. This wasLex,but I needed to reconcile the fact we had a complicated, twisted, thorny thing between us, and we’d been born with our roots so intertwined that we were permanently and irrevocably inseparable.

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There were times when Miri let me smack her around or when Carter wanted it with nails and teeth and burned skin. But when I figured out what Ivy needed from me, it sent me into a whole new level of desperation.

Ivy got feminine adoration from Miri and gentle praise from Carter. But from me? No one else could match her intensity or drive for combat, maybe because we had instilled it in each other.

And now that I had a defeated, pliable,willingIvy Washington under me, what was a boy to do?

I yanked off her leggings, dragging her panties with them, and chucked them somewhere behind me. Next came her hoodie…Carter’shoodie…up over her head and down the hall.

Then she lay naked and splayed out in front of me the way she had that night in our old condo.

My fingers itched for my camera. I’d document this whole night if I could.

But no.

It was just us; I’d promised her and myself. The only proof of its existence would be the scratches and bites we left on each other’s bodies. She let me roam my fingers down either side of her torso to where it dipped at her waist and flared again at her hips, and I memorized how tantalizingly warm her skin was.

“Oh, come on, Lucifer,” she said, bucking her bare pussy against my yearning cock, growing harder behind my sweatpants. “You’ve waited your whole life for this. Don’t you dare go soft on me now.”

I snarled and slapped one of her breasts, pleased with the way the fleshy sound boomed off the walls. She gasped, more shocked than hurt, and slapped me back in the same spot, sending a surge of venom-laced pleasure right down to my balls. She squared her jaw, my cock jolted, and I wrapped my hand around her throat to hold her down.

“I told you to stay still.”

“You slapped me.” She tilted her chin up in defiance.

I leaned in close, my throbbing dick rubbing against her cunt again. I dragged it painfully over that wet skin, relishing the ache, drawing it out. “You liked it.”

She grumbled and snapped her teeth millimeters from my mouth, only missing because I reared my head back in the nick of time.

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