Page 7 of Viper's Claim

She was trembling and when she did, her beautiful ass was my view. I slapped it and she looked back at me with a smirk. I placed her hands on the bedhead, but held her up as I thrust into her again. Over and over. Like I had something to prove. But I did. I wanted her to only remember me. I felt her shaking, her hands slipped from the bar.

I held her up with my arm wrapped around her. While my fingers went to her left nipple and I twisted it. A barely audible long moan escaped her lips. I've had women scream but her moan made me come right after her. That sound was like sweet music, but at the same time like a needle in my arm, giving me a high and pleasure. I stilled in her, leaned my head down on her shoulder.

She’s breathing heavily and we’re both dripping wet.

I pulled out, and she bent over, as I couldn’t hold her up. Seeing my come dripping out of her. I swoop my arms around her and carry her back to the shower. As she would be freezing and being the fucking prick I am. I hadn’t thought of that.

She tapped my shoulder. “I need to pee,” she said with her eyes shut and I put her on her feet.

“You right to walk?”

She looked at me. “Barely thanks to you.” She said with hooded eyes.

I don’t know why but out of all the shit I had done in my life. I felt pride at that moment.

I stepped back into the running shower and started to clean myself. I had never done that before and suddenly it was sinking in the way I had just. . .

“Tyson?”

I turned over the shoulder and looked at her. “Yeah, babe?”

Again. Never did pet names.

“Can I stay with you tonight?”

I gulped because I know deep down. I never want her not sleeping with me. What the fuck had she done to me?

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I slipped my vest on. The table meeting was at ten. I had laid awake most of the night. Staring at Aurora. The way she curled into me as if she felt safe with me. I felt fucking physically sick, and I didn’t have a reason why.

I turned and saw her waking up.

“Aurora.”

She pushed herself up on her elbow. The sheet dropped, and she was naked. Fucking took all my willpower not to fuck her last night.

“I’m heading to a meeting,”

“Okay," she smiled at me.

I nodded my head and felt awkward. I didn’t know what to say. I love you? I’ll be back? Fuck I love you? Had I lost my brain in that shower? I hadn’t claimed. I had fucked her. She was just like every other woman. I was telling myself that as I opened the door and walked out. She wasn’t mine. No one deserved to be cursed with this broken human.

I am a Viper. Nothing but numbness walking. But when she touched me I felt…

I paused at the bottom of the stairs. Who was I trying to convince that she hadn’t brought out a different side to me?Myself?

I did not have fear. I was born a sinner’s child. My mum was no saint, and my father was. . . the Reaper. He tried to hide the coffin side to his soul from Hannah and Eve. But I saw it. Because I had the same feelings, buried in a coffin within me.

I’m not scared of death. I welcomed it. Because I know I’ll die in the name of something.

“Yo, Viper, you headin’ in?” Axe, my best mate, paused next boardroom.

“Yeah,” and I headed for him.

I wouldn’t let Aurora have nightmares of being with a man like me. I couldn’t deny it. Aurora was my version of a white line of cocaine and a mixture of an injection of meth; and just like those drugs. I wasn’t letting myself get addicted. Becoming a blind addict. Who couldn’t go without a fix.

I had moments in life that had redefined my life.

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