Page 99 of Corrupted Lies

Keeping his pace slow and steady, he rocked his hips ignoring the burning need inside him and the fact that his length felt hard enough to break concrete. Watching his girl come was better than any brief rush of pleasure, knowing he was the one who was making her come so easily, time after time, when she’d spent all her adult life believing something was wrong with her and she couldn’t orgasm.

That was what loving someone was about.

“How are you doing this,” she said on another moan as his fingers played with her bud. “I thought I was broken and now you have me coming over and over again. Magic. Gotta be magic.”

Laughing seemed to come so easily when he was with Alannah. She offered him a freedom nothing else ever had and he lapped it up like he was starving.

Because in a lot of ways he was.

The scared little boy who learned to do everything for himself, who so desperately wanted to be loved, was one he’d locked away out of necessity. His dad and stepmom had needed all of them to be strong, to work together to find answers that would clear both their names. But being with Alannah was a safe place to just be.

He hoped that was what he offered her in return.

“I-I'm going to come a-again,” Alannah cried out.

Her internal walls fluttered, and he felt himself reaching his own high when someone spoke on the other side of the bedroom door.

“Sorry to interrupt, lovebirds, but you're needed in the living room,” Jax called out.

“Oh, I forgot he was still here,” Alannah said, cheeks brightening in embarrassment as he felt the pleasure that had been building inside her begin to recede.

Unacceptable.

He’d also forgotten Jax was still there, but with the threat not eliminated and their flight out to Delta Team not until today his little brother had volunteered to stay and watch over them so he could be there for Alannah.

“Come,” he ordered his sunshine. No one was stealing this bit of pleasure from her, she deserved only good things.

“I can't,” she whispered.

“So easily you forget. You come as many times as I want you to because you're mine,” he growled, doubling down on his efforts and working her bud the way he’d already learned had her writhing and pleading.

His own pleasure had receded, but as he watched his ministrations bring Alannah back up to the edge, he felt his own pleasure return. Nothing was more of a turn on than his girl breathless and needy beneath him.

“Come for me, baby girl,” he ordered as he thrust deep into her and pressed against her bundle of nerves.

Just like that she combusted for him.

When her internal muscles clamped around him it set off his own orgasm and the world ceased to exist as a rush of ecstasy flooded his system, consuming him in fiery passion and pleasure.

“That had to be the most embarrassing thing ever,” Alannah muttered, but her eyes were still dark with desire and she rocked her hips against him as little aftershocks hit both their systems.

“Just sex, sunshine. Jax has had it before and he knows we have too. Nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“But he heard us. He was right outside the door while we were right in the middle of things.”

“And if he makes you feel embarrassed about it then I’ll make sure he only does it once.”

A smile lit up her face. “My hero.” Reaching up, she framed his face and tugged it closer to hers so she could kiss him.

Hero.

Something he still felt like he had failed at too many times to count when it came to the girl he had vowed to protect. But he was working on catching those feelings any time they popped up and wrangling them under control before they could settle in his mind like a cancerous tumor.

“We better get cleaned up and into the living room,” he said as he reluctantly pulled out of Alannah’s heat.

“I thought we weren't catching the plane until lunchtime,” Alannah said, sitting up as soon as his weight was no longer pressing into her.

“Nuh-uh, stay there,” he ordered when she went to stand, then left her on the bed as he headed into her bathroom to grab something to clean her up with.

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