Page 125 of Until We Burn
“Y-Yes,” I whisper.
Unbridled desire burns in his green eyes.
Kai presses our foreheads together. “You own every part of me, princess.”
Those are the last words I comprehend before all my thoughts shatter into oblivion.
This isn’t stress relief anymore.
He thrusts hard and fast, possession burns through his touch, everythrust punctured with a promise, a vow that no one else will have him the way I do.
I remember howfriendfelt too weak of a word to describe what Kai feels like to me.
But now, as we beg and moan for each other, only one word comes to mind.
Mine.
I hold Kai’s face between my hands and kiss him. He moans into my mouth. Our kiss grows sloppier and bumpier.
“You’re mine,” I gasp. “All. Mine, Kai.”
A relieved gasp breaks from him.
“Now you’re getting it.”
He rails me harder. My chest bounces at every thrust and my heels dig into the muscles flexing on his back. The flickering strobe lights from the dance floor seep underneath the door. Anyone can walk in right now and see us fucking shamelessly in the red light.
But god, I don’t care.
I just want to come on Kai’s cock again and again.
I wonder if this is what Persephone felt like when she was stolen away to the underworld. I wonder if she felt this addicting, forbidden thrill of being taken by Hades’ desire, undone by his vice, and revived under his touch.
My orgasm rises, pulsing and aching, before it erupts inside of me.
“Kai!”
“That’s it,” he coaxes. Kai kisses my forehead, my nose, my lips as his thrusts slow down. He draws out every last drawl of pleasure reverberating through my body. “Give me all of it. There you go.”
When the pleasure peters out of me, it leaves my head hazy and empty. Kai and I drop against each other with all our carefully crafted rules shattered at our feet.
You’re mine. All mine.
What the hell have I done?
Kai sighs. His hand cups my cheek, before his thumb brushes back and forth across my skin.
“You’re the one I want.” Kai’s voice comes out so hoarse and raw with desire. “I’d raise hell if you asked me to. Do you understand?”
He doesn’t just want the sex. He wants me, too.
Relief and fear swallow me up until I feel like I’m sinking in the clarity of what we’ve just done.
My lips part, hesitation in my voice. “I?—”
There’s a buzz in his pocket, making us break away. Kai pulls out his phone. His face pales in dread.
“Merde.”
