Page 71 of Wicked Fate

I melted into him as he lifted me easily and laid me on the bed.

The towel slipped away as Ryker braced himself above me, his eyes darkening with desire. Water droplets fell from his hair onto my skin, creating trails of heat wherever they landed. I reached up to trace the scar through his eyebrow, my touch reverent.

"Dammit, lil rebel. I need you," he rasped. "All of you."

I answered by pulling him down to me, our lips meeting in a desperate clash that spoke of all we couldn't say. His hands explored my body, and his fingers found me slick and ready. A groan rumbled from deep in his chest.

Spreading my legs further apart, I made it so his fingers could easily slide between my thighs. One finger dipped inside me while his thumb found that perfect spot that made my back arch off the bed. I gasped against his mouth, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

"Ryker," I breathed, unable to form more coherent thoughts as he added a second finger and curled them in a way that made my vision blur. The pleasure built quickly, a knot forming tight in my core as he worked me with deliberate precision.

Through our bond, I could feel his own need spiraling higher. Without breaking our kiss, I reached between us and wrapped my fingers around his length. A shudder ran through his powerful body at my touch, and he nipped at my lips.

His hips jerked forward instinctively, thrusting into my palm as his fingers maintained their rhythm inside me. He pushed deep as my hand slid along his dick. Each stroke was met with a deeper thrust of his fingers, our bodies falling apart together.

"Fuck," he growled against my neck, his breath hot on my skin. "Your touch... I can't... You need to stop."

I tightened my grip slightly, twisting my wrist on the upstroke just the way I knew he liked it. His fingers curled inside me in response, sending an orgasm pulsing through me.

My body shook as he caught my wrist with his free hand, forcing me to stop stroking him. I wanted to continue, but the ecstasy crashed over me so hard that I had to concentrate just to breathe.

Before I even stopped, he removed his fingers and slid into position at my entrance. “Mine,” he growled.

Yours,I linked, unable to speak, and arched up against him.

He entered me in one powerful thrust that had us both gasping. The orgasm didn’t end but instead began building all over again.

I whimpered as he filled me completely. Our bond hummed between us, amplifying every sensation until I couldn't tell where my pleasure ended and his began.

"Fate, you feel perfect," he panted against my neck, his rhythm building steadily. "Every time with you... it's like coming home."

I wrapped my legs around his waist, changing the angle, and he gasped. His eyes locked with mine, the gold flecks in them seeming to glow in the dim light. There was vulnerability there now, a rawness he'd stopped trying to hide.

The headboard knocked against the wall as Ryker's thrusts grew more urgent. My body tightened around him as pressure continued to build even more in my belly.

"Let go for me again," he urged, sliding one hand between us to where we were joined. His thumb circled the sensitive bundle of nerves there, and I shattered. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, and my body clenched around him.

The feeling of my intense release must have triggered his own. With a guttural moan, Ryker buried his face in my neck, his hips stuttering against mine as he released. I felt his pleasure echo through our bond, obliterating me with pleasure.

When we finally came down, our bodies trembled.

For a long while after, we lay tangled together, our breathing gradually slowing. Ryker's weight pressed me into the mattress, but I welcomed it, needing the grounding presence of his body on mine. His fingers traced lazy patterns on my skin, and before I could stop myself, I fell asleep.

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I jolted awake. A scream came from Briar’s bedroom.

I threw off the covers as Briar linked,There’s someone in here. Help!

Is it a vampire?Ryker asked as he followed me. We were at the door and heard footsteps from Gage, Xander, and Kendric running in our direction.

Knowing I had to get there before something awful happened, I ran down the hall to her door and threw it open.

And then I froze.

Motherfucker.

CHAPTERTWENTY

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