Page 87 of Pet: Genesis

His fingers thread through my hair, pulling the strands tight as he suckles along my throat. My mouth opens to let out my moans, the feeling of warmth pooling between my legs. I don’t have the will nor the desire to push him away or even tell him to stop. I tense when I feel the sand beneath us shifting, and it takes me a moment to realize Remus is changing the makeup of the sand. His lips cover mine just as the sand shifts, the feeling of soft grass tickling beneath me. He traces my bottom lip with his tongue before pushing it into my mouth, capturing me completely.

His hand possessively wraps around the back of my throat as his other palm holds my back, pulling me into him to deepen the kiss. The heat from my body expands, my sex pulsing with desire as he awakens my body and my senses.

He shifts us so that I am straddling him, his erection pressing into the damp center of my panties. I place my hands against his chest to stabilize myself, but he doesn’t give me a chance to do anything else as his fingers thread through my hair, holding me captive as he straightens up to kiss me. I place my hands along his shoulders, my fingers trembling from the inner battle I’m waging with myself.

His hand presses against my ass, gently moving me deeper into the position as his cock presses against me, rubbing my sex through the thin layer of underwear I have on. I let out a soft gasp and I can feel Remus smiling against my lips, his arm wrapping aroundmy waist to pull me in deeper. He begins to suck on my throat as he tears my clothing away with ease, leaning back in the grass. His hands hold my face captive on either side, forcing my gaze to his. I suddenly feel extremely exposed, but he smiles, strangely calming my heart.

“You need me, Iris... why do you still hold guilt for the people that have abandoned you? The people that don’t deserve you?” he murmurs.

My eyes widen when I feel his tip pressing against my entrance, and I don’t know if I can respond. He slowly enters me, and I arch my back as my moans release, my body betraying me with its own selfish need for pleasure. Remus’s shaft stretches me impossibly, and I spread my legs to better allow him entry. Remus sits up, holding me flush against him with his free hand, his other hand coming up to rest against my cheek as he watches me in adoration.

He slowly begins to thrust, filling me each time, sending me to greater heights. My body feels on fire, the heat from the sun mingling with the heat from my own body as my pleasure ignites further, making me lose all track of logic and reality. I find myself holding his face between my hands, my thumbs shifting to enjoy the smooth texture of his skin. He smirks slightly as his gaze bores into mine and if anything, I can see the vivid color of purple shifting in a strange pattern.

“Let me hear you,” he urges. He emphasizes his request with a violent thrust, forcing a cry from my lips. I vaguely register the sound of the waves gently brushing against the sand as my moans come out, the sound of the waves mingling with them. Remus’sexpression shifts, and he seems somewhat possessed as he takes me in.

He captures my lips again, pulling my bottom lip between his teeth, and I groan as he takes me to unimaginable heights.

I can feel my orgasm climbing as Remus’s thrusts grow violent, jarring my body with a force that sends me over the edge. I toss my head back as my body clamps down on his. My groans feel louder than the waves around us as pleasure rocks my entire body. I can feel him growing harder inside of me before he shifts us forward so that I am on my back as he thrusts inside of me.

He nips lightly on my throat as he groans in pleasure, grinding his pelvis against mine as he releases himself inside of me. I can feel his warmth coating me inside, giving me a pleasant glow. I take note that my body has a light sheen of sweat, whereas Remus’s skin is still the perfect temperature, not the slightest bit of perspiration daring to appear on his flesh.

Remus finally shifts, pulling back so that he is over me, his eyes roaming over my face. He pushes my hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering on my cheek.

“I will never let them have you. Never.”

Chapter Thirty-One

Iris

I miss the beach. I miss the warmth of the sun and the comfort that the sound of waves crashing brought me. I miss being able to pretend I was a normal woman and not a prisoner of war. The world was still its old self, not lost to Remus’s will, and nothing horrible could happen inside the small bubble of reality I had created for myself. But we have returned to the mainland overlooking the heart of another Leviathan city.

Remus may have accepted my betrayal, but since it came to light he treats me more as a threat than he ever did in the past. His new home has been wiped of any books or maps, and he’s even resorted to leaving to conduct his business. He may not be able to kill me because of his growing affection, but he isn’t going to give me the same freedoms I once had. Even now, I can’t leave this place to roam outside or even open a window. He’s kept me locked insidethis pristine prison for days, only able to see my freedom and never touch it.

The sky has darkened today, the slight moisture finding its way onto the glass. It’s going to rain soon—a fitting backdrop for my mood.

“Iris, move away from there.”

I tense at the sound of Remus’s voice. I didn’t hear him return, let alone enter the room. When I face him, he’s standing in the doorway with a disappointed frown on his lips before taking deliberate steps toward me. I take in his attire, my brain already working to analyze just where it is he’s been. I’ve been in his grasp for so long I can pick out just how important where he went is by looking at his clothing. And judging from what he wears today, he’s been somewhere very important.

“You’re back,” I say softly before stepping away from the window. Remus laughs at my lame greeting but makes his way toward me nonetheless. He threads his fingers through my hair, pulling me in to kiss my forehead softly.

“Yes. I’m back.”

He pulls away from me, studying my features. His hand brushes my cheek as that purple gaze roams over my face with keen interest. It’s uncanny being this close to him and not feeling as I once did. My body comes alive at his touch, my mind losing all sense of logic at his embrace. Now, fear has been replaced with unease. Not only have I lost his trust, but Remus has become closed off in the days since departing the beach. I know something big is coming. My only fear is what it could possibly be.

Remus’s eyes shift to the glass I was just standing in front of, and he silently steps past me.

“Why do you torture yourself like this?” he asks, placing his hand against the glass. He looks back at me expectantly, and it takes me a moment to realize he’s waiting for an answer.

“What else am I supposed to do? You’ve taken everything from me,” I say. He shakes his head, looking back at the scenery around us. We’re on the edge of the mountainside, giving us the perfect view of the Leviathan living their lives below.

“You put yourself in that position. I only reacted to protect my interests,” he says.

“And what about me? Everything I did was for my own interest, as well as my people.”

Remus looks back at me, studying me again with that terrifying expression. His eyes seem to light up, especially since the oncoming weather is darkening the sky, as well as the natural light incoming from the open windows. This new dynamic between us gives me such a dreadful sense of unease. He’s constantly trying to figure me out.

“It would seem we are at an impasse then,” he says.

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