Page 88 of Soulless Deeds

I could feel every singleinchof him, the angle causing his dick to bury further so we were practically bonded as one single entity.

He thought that by restraining me, he could keep a small semblance of control. I thought he knew me better than that.

My pelvis began to gyrate, using his position as leverage to take command. I was switching it up, stealing his power. I ripped my hands from his grasp and trailed them up over his shoulders, maintaining that eye contact all the way.

Panic sunk further into his body as his muscles tensed to the point of snapping, and his pupils dilated, swallowing those beautiful hazel irises in a sea of black.

It was the only way we could be together, the only way we could carve out a place for us to belong. He had to give it all over to me—everything he was and ever would be—belonging only to me.

I drew back until his swollen head cushioned my entrance and slammed down, sheathing him completely within me.

“What the fuck are you doing to me?” he whispered, his eyes crazed with lust and devotion. “Driving me fucking crazy till I can’t think straight. I’m consumed by you, my every sense geared towards you. Tell me what is happening to me?” Echo’s voice spiked with undiluted fear, and it didn’t help when I gave him my truth in return—our truth.

“You’re in love with me, you fool,” I said, thrusting in time with our panting breaths. “You’re fucking in love with me, and you’re so terrified of the thought, you’d rather crash and burn than ev?—”

The transition was instantaneous, and although it flashed to life right before me, I still wasn’t prepared for his next move.

“Then burn me all the way up, Ghost. I’ll willingly come undone and be reborn into the strongest fucking steel. An unbreakable weapon solely made for you. I’m in your hands,my love. Use me as you wish.”

A heavy emotional weight slammed into me, my heart racing so fast, I could hear it bounding in my ears.

Echo shuddered as his palms began climbing up my back, twinning in my hair, caressing over my body like I was the most precious treasure he’d ever had the privilege of touching.

Then, he slowly detached our position and laid flat on his back, staring up at me with undiluted trust and—dare I fucking say it, love shining from his eyes.

Echo was granting full reign over his body, over himself, laying in his most vulnerable position. He was passing all his power over to me, and my head became giddy at the silent declaration.

He loves me.

ECHO

From the outside looking in it would seem fucking weird. To anyone else, we would appear as a simple man and woman in the privacy of our own home, sharing an intimate moment.

But it was so much more than that.

My brain chemistry had short-circuited and rewired itself in the timespan it took for me to utter those two monumental words—words that were now etched into every vein, artery and fucking organ in my body. A body thatscreamedfor her to claim me.

Now that I’d surrendered that last part of my very being, all I wanted was to cut out my own heart and serve it up on a silver platter for her to cherish or devour—I didn’t care which. That lump of an organ irrevocably belonged to her no matter whose chest it resided in.

Spencer never wavered from my unrelenting attention, climbing up my body as her hands roamed my skin. She straddled my waist and slowly rocked back and forth, her glistening slit parting perfectly over my cock. The pressure of her piercing tantalised my nerve endings, sending an electrifying ripple of arousal shooting through my frame.

My hands rose to cup her breasts, and when my fingers tightened over her nipples, her head fell back, giving me a clear view of her neck that released a wondrous moan.

Then, her piercing green eyes met mine, and I visibly saw that switch click over in her mind, giving me that filthy fucking tongue I was sure would bleed me dry.

“If you’re not careful, I’m going to take what I want,” she said, continuing to rock back and forth, the decadent friction driving me insane. “I’m going to ride and fuck this thick cockuntil I’m convulsing with pleasure.” Her thrusts picked up speed as her nails dug into my chest. “Going to watch you come undone as I milk you for every last fucking drop of your cum, Echo.”

“Fuck, fuck,fuck.You can’t say things like that, sweetheart, or I’m going to explode.”

Spencer abruptly came to a halt. “First, you have to give me what I want,” she said, before pinching my nipple so hard, I whacked her hand away on instinct.

“Ouch. What the fuck?!”

“Give me what I want,” Spencer demanded. “Fucking beg for forgiveness, Echo.Beg!”

With the previous distraction, I hadn’t noticed that she had slid herself backward, my leaking crown stabilised at her entrance as it hovered above me.

I stiffened, entirely still. I knew if I moved even an inch, it would be the end for both of us. So, instead, I inhaled deeply and gladly gave her my genuine apology.

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