Not again.
She was mine.
CHAPTER 12
KENZIE
What kind of girl had I become?
Sex in a closet with a stranger while my father’s men held vigil outside, waiting for said stranger to most likely end his life. That road to Florida looked damn good right about now. Not compared to having Reid inside of me. He touched me, and my body craved him. It was adrenaline. I had been amped up for days, months, and so close to the enemy. I had too much energy and needed an outlet. It was nothing more.
And despite my recklessness, I did not want to die. I wanted to enjoy a life where I did not need to think and plan my next steps. Seeking revenge from those who wronged me would no longer be part of my daily thought process.
I rocked my hips, loving the slow, steady friction.
I unbuttoned his shirt and slid it and his cut off his shoulders. I took my time, studying the black and gray tattoos decorating his chest. A dragon coiled around his arm and neck, then covered his left pec with a snarl. A woman with long, flowing hair, with a shawl over her shoulders, covered the right side of his abs and sides.
I traced the dragon with my fingers as he moved me on his lap. I melted further into him with each movement.
Not mind-blowing like last night, this was more tender and sweeter. It wasn’t like he was winding me up; more like he was mellowing me out. Our bodies smashed together, gliding against each other. He offered me a new obsession to cling to, an alternative to my life of revenge. His hands ran all over me, touched my neck, and tilted my head. He kissed my cheek and nibbled on my bottom lip. Then, he moved his mouth down to my neck and rested his lip on my skin.
It was intimate and sexy. He was right. If we were both about to die, it was a nice way to go.
“Reid,” I whispered and grabbed his face. The tension slowly built between us.
“Kenzie,” he whispered back and grabbed my ass and stilled me. “You feel so good.”
“So do you.” I smiled up at him and flexed on his cock.
“Fuck.” His eyes rolled back. “Do that again.”
I did what I was told.
“Yes.” He shivered and leaned in and captured my lips with his. The slow kiss made my toes curl. “You close?”
“Yes.”
His finger slid between us and rubbed my clit in small, slow circles.
“Do that again.”
“Bossy girl.” He chuckled, and the vibration shot straight to my core.
“Oh, God.” I groaned.
“Shhh.” He grinned and placed his mouth on mine. “Quiet. If they walk in here and see you like this, I’ll have to rip their eyes out and then kill them.” He gripped the back of my hair and pulled. “No one sees my girl but me.”
“Oh fu?—”
He captured my screams with an urgent kiss. As I fell over the edge, my entire body twitched and spasmed.
He groaned and held me to him as he released inside me.
We held on to each other, clinging to a life we weren’t sure we’d ever have the chance to experience again. He remained hard inside me. We could have stayed like that forever. It was the quietest my mind had been in years. The most peace I felt since my mom died. I closed my eyes and thanked the universe because if it couldn’t give me what I wanted, it at least got this part right.
Commotion in the room caused us to stir. I scrambled off Reid’s lap. My costume lay in a puddle on the floor. I didn’t want to put it back on.
“Here.” He pulled his shirt all the way off and handed it to me. It fell around my knees. He stood and rummaged farther in the back of the closet. He yanked out a bag and flipped through a few plastic-covered items before finding what he was looking for.