Page 37 of Unholy Cross

She wanted him.Wanted to belong to him.Mind, body, and soul.Without any hesitation, she cupped his face and guided his lips to hers.It was like throwing a match into gasoline.Passion so hot it erupted into fire with flames dancing between them.

“Are you sure?”he asked quietly.

She saw the concern in his eyes.The hesitation.Smiling, she nodded, and that seemed to be all he needed.He gripped her shoulders, and in the next moment swept her up into his arms to carry her up the stairs.She stared at him, his strong jaw with the shadow of his beard forming.The bristles were soft beneath her touch.

Cross took her to the master bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him.The room was dark except for the moonlight streaming through the window, illuminating the room in a soft glow.At the side of the bed, he gently placed her on her feet, holding onto her hips as they stared at one another.

“I’m going to take a quick shower to wash off the grime of the bar,” he said.

That was when she glanced down and noticed he had smeared blood on his knuckles.Distress filled her and she grabbed his hand to examine the broken skin.

“I’m not hurt,” he replied to her unasked question.“I just roughed up some people that needed roughing up.You might as well know that this’ll probably happen again.”

She kissed his knuckles, and a second later, his wounds were gone.A shudder rumbled through him.Glancing up, he stared at her with glittering eyes before grasping her hips and pulling her into his body, capturing her mouth in a soul-stealing kiss.When they came up for air, she licked her lips, and his gaze tracked her tongue.

“You’ve got five minutes to figure out if you want me to fuck you or not,” he rasped, his voice deep with lust.“If you don’t, I’ll back off.But if you stay, you’ll be mine completely.Understand?”

She nodded and watched as he turned and headed into the bathroom.Her heart thundered in her chest, and she knew there wasn’t any choice to make.She wanted him.Wanted tobelongto him.She dashed to the other bathroom to use the facility, and while washing her hands, stared at her image in the mirror.Flushed cheeks.Dilated pupils.Swollen lips.It already looked like she’d been ravished.

Excitement flooded through her body and she hurried back to the bedroom in enough time to hear the shower turn off.Nerves rattled through her, but they weren’t the awful kind she’d always felt at Noble Vale.These made her giddy.The happy kind of anticipation.

Cross stepped from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips, his muscles on full display.Tattoos decorated his chest, his shoulders, and arms.Pure masculine power oozed from every inch of him, and usually that would make her nervous, but not with him.Desire welled up and her hands itched to roam over his sculpted body.To learn what he liked.What turned him and drove him wild.She may still be a virgin but that didn’t mean she hadn’t read romance novels back before she was taken by Birsha.

He walked up to her and brushed a hand over her cheek.“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

Heat filled her cheeks and she gave him a little shrug.She had no idea if she was pretty or not.It wasn’t like she had magazines or privileges on the Internet to figure out beauty.Cross lifted her chin with a finger.

“If you want to stop, just punch me across the face,” he said, grinning.

She rolled her eyes but smiled.Then, the humor faded as he kissed her again.The pressure of his lips forced hers open, and she was lost to the sensation.His hand brushed the side of her breast, trailing down until it reached the hem of her t-shirt.A moment later, she stood before him naked from the waist up, the soft shirt floating to the floor.The back of his hand caressed her tender flesh, his tanned skin stood out in stark relief against her own fairer tone.

The featherlight touch continued down, teasing her.Each whisper on her skin driving her desire higher.He fell to his knees, hooking each thumb on either side of her pajama bottoms to slide them down.After he helped her step out of them, he lightly dragged his short nails up the inside of her legs, until he reached the apex of her thighs.The pads of his fingers grazed the damp patch of her white lace panties, each press against her pussy heavier than the last.

Lorelei bit her bottom lip as pleasure burst through her.She’d never felt something so intense.Before her life turned into a nightmare, she used to giggle with her friends at the thought of masturbation.After, well, she’d been under constant surveillance, and sex was the furthest thing on her mind.

A finger probed her wetness through the lace right before he placed a hot kiss over her mound.Her eyes rolled back into her head.Then the lace moved to the side and a warm tongue licked up her slit.She jumped a little and his hands on her hips tightened, holding her in place.Cross lapped gently at her clit.Heat flushed through her body, and a desperate need pulsed between her legs.

Suddenly, Cross stood and picked her up, tossing her onto the bed.Surprised, Lorelei blinked, thrust abruptly out of the euphoria.She leaned up on her elbows enough to see his towel fall, revealing the rest of his toned body.The deep V-cut of his pelvis led her gaze directly to his very large ...um, member.She was a little nervous to call it by its real name.Cross pulled her panties completely off, then he pushed her legs apart so he could kneel between them.His hands grabbed each butt cheek and he lifted her hips up until she was level with his mouth.A willing sacrifice to his carnal lust.

Then he sucked her clit into his mouth, and her body bowed off the bed.Everything in her head went blank, except for the pure sensation crashing through her.Her body moved independently from her mind, writhing in his grip.He sucked, licked, and when his tongue slid into her virgin hole, she pushed her hips up as something clenched inside.A spring coiling tighter and tighter, until he nipped her clit and she fell off the precipice.A tsunami that enveloped her body in an electric jolt.Her heart pounded in her chest as she shivered in the aftermath.

Cross took his time moving up her body, kissing every patch of skin he touched.At her breasts, he sucked on the turgid peaks, and the pull answered with a pulse in her pussy.How could she want more after that earth-shattering orgasm?

His jade eyes darkened as he met her wide-eyed gaze.“You still want this?”

She nodded.

“I promised I’d never hurt you,” he whispered.

Lorelei cupped his face.It’s okay, she mouthed.

He reached between them, and then she felt the swollen head of his cock push past her pussy lips.The anticipation outweighing any fear she had.The further he eased into her, the more she stretched.It wasn’t exactly painful, but it was uncomfortable.Each time she tensed, he stopped, staring at her.Reading her expression.When she relaxed, he slid in more.Cross took his time, and for that she was thankful because he was a big man.

“I’m all the way in now,” he said in a gruff voice.“You still okay?”

She took a deep breath and nodded.

“I’m going to move now.”

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