Page 38 of UnWholly Angels
So close.
“I will never say another hurtful word to you again. You are a beautiful slut for me, only in the bedroom, Maya. In public, you are royalty. Give me the chance to show you I can be the man you need, to protect you and make sure you feel safe enough to put your guard down. Let me in.” When I attempted to pull out of his grasp, he gripped my chin tightly, holding it in place. “If I let you in, and you see the darkness, how ruthless I can be when provoked, I’m afraid you won’t find anything left to love. I don’t like the person I’ve become, but I’ll continue to do it for you,” Riley admitted. His grip tightened. “You trusted me with your heart once, Freckles, Just…shit. Let me protect you this time, no more goddamn secrets.” This would be a process, so many years apart and completely different people. To take Rocco down, we would need to work together.
“I-I don’t.”
“I’m here now, Maya. You don’t have to be strong anymore, and I intend on showing you that you have me—mind, body, and soul.” Riley’s voice cracked as he spoke.
“How?”
“As soon as this is all over, I’m going to let everyone know that you, Maya Whitlock, are mine. As soon as I get the chance, be ready to start practicing your signature as Maya Kingston. It’s the one singular thing I’ve always wanted.”
My heart swelled in my chest, and in an instant, my lips were on his, finally closing the gap between us in a heated passion. His hands fell from my hair and moved to my face, each thumb tracing my jawline.
“Fine, but the next time you attempt to rip my hair out, I’m going to take control when you least expect it,” I said in a jokingly threatening manner. He took my mouth again, and I imagined it was so I would shut up.
A laugh rumbled through his chest as he responded, “Big threat for someone who submits to me…” I clenched my jaw, ready for what his response would stir in me. “So willingly.”
Chapter Fifteen
Riley
Holding her face in my hands, I couldn’t hide the twitch in my lip as I smiled at her. Maya was always going to be the juiciest piece of forbidden fruit. I needed more than a taste. My lips needed to touch every surface of her body. God, that fucking mouth and the way she keeps me so…so…leashed.
Staring at her face, kissing the bridge of her nose and her freckles, licking along the underside of her jaw, and savoring the salty taste of her tear-stained cheeks are only the beginning of the things I plan to do to her tonight. Her lips parted in a soft moan as I backed her up to the bench and lay her down gently.
I'd done this enough times in my life that I should snap her bra off in one swift movement, but watching the mischievous glint in her eye stirred something deep within me. My mouth suddenly went dry as I swiped a piece of hair from her face, and I felt like avirgin all over again in this state. Maya had never ceased to make me nervous.
“I'm so happy you came tonight," I whispered, hovering over her frame. Her breath hitched as our noses brushed, and I dipped my head into the crook of her neck. “Because you’re right, I really do hate being alone. I’ll come to you, I promise, but you need to meet me halfway.”
My lips moved lower, attacking her collarbone in a sweet rhythm of licking and sucking those beautiful marks into her body. I wanted to touch her bare skin. I needed to feel her warmth after the day I had. My fingers hung at the edge of her shirt, waiting a moment before I slid it from her body and discarded it to the floor beneath us. “You’ll always be the light in my darkness, Freckles. The perfect balance.”
Reaching behind her, I used my thumb and index finger to snap the clasp on her bra and bit down on my lip as the lace slid down her arms, exposing those perfect breasts to me.
“We have to stop,” she said frantically, reaching for my hand, which I took on my own and placed it above her head. “Someone may come in.”
My tongue darted out to taste her skin, circling her nipple before taking it fully into my mouth. She gasped as I ground into her pelvis, needing my own sense of relief or any kind of friction. I sucked harder, using my other hand to pinch and roll her other nipple between my fingers while I bit down gently. She was right, but I had no intention of leaving until I made her moan my name.
My heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of hers, and lust clouded my vision as I looked down at her flushed face.
“Confess to me, Freckles,” I murmured into her skin. “Do you really want me to stop, or do you want to be my favorite and do something completely reckless?” I waited for the words I wanted to hear. Her lips trembled, trying to form the words. In thisintimate moment, my mind moved to what Nick had said a few weeks back, and he was right in one way or another. Maya would need to be closely looked after, but she was far from fragile.
“I-I like it. Being watched.” Her breath grew ragged as I moved down her soft skin, groaning and trailing kisses until I reached the waistband of her leggings, staring her down and asking the silent question.
“I want to be reckless, don’t stop,” she replied with a moan, biting her lip, eyes wide and sinful, urging me to continue with my task. I felt myself growing impossibly hard and eager to feel her clenching around me. But not yet. I wanted to draw this out as much as I could, making her beg for it.
“Oh, I know you like being watched, but we all know that was for your top subscriber, right?”
My lips lingered on a particular dip in her abdomen, another scar, tracing circles with my tongue. In no time, I had her leggings and panties on the floor, right next to her shirt.
She moaned softly, grabbing the sides of the bench beneath her as my tongue painted every surface of her skin. She tasted like vanilla, and the ever-familiar scent of roses filled my nostrils.
Always.
Fucking.
Roses.
Her hips lifted off the bench, begging silently, but I only chuckled softly, teasing her further. My cock strained against my briefs, aching to be inside her. It was starting to seem like I was hurting myself more by teasing her.
