Page 26 of All's Fair in Love & Chaos
Camden pushes his thigh up harder, his hand moving to my hip, helping me rock, but letting me lead, letting me take exactly what I want. I’ve never had a partner like this. The men I’ve had experience with typically want all the control, to wield all the power. They use sex as a way to make themselves feel good in the moment, and it has nothing to do with pleasuring the woman they’re with. Camden seems unaffected by letting me lead; in fact, he seems to be getting off on it.
The firm pressure between my legs feels too good, his fingers touching the bare skin of my hip, sending lightning bolts throughout my entire body. His breath is warm on the back of my neck, his forehead resting against the back of my head.
I rapidly spiral toward my orgasm, that cliff just out of reach.
“Let go and come for me, vixen, make me come with you.”
That’ll do it.
Then I’m falling, my body wracked with an orgasm so powerful, so fierce, it rattles my entire body, blood rushing between my ears, the world around me drowning out as tremors work through me. Wave after wave. I moan, long and loud, my fingernails digging into my palms, tears leaking from myeyes as I ride it out.
“Fuck, Saige, I’m coming!” Camden stutters behind me, his thick cock throbbing against my ass as his orgasm rolls through him. Strong fingertips grip my hip tighter, his heart hammering against my back. “Saige! Goddamnit, baby.” His voice is a dark rasp, desperate and hoarse, like he can barely contain the pleasure he’s feeling from seeping into his words. It’s primal, raw, and so damn sexy. I want to turn in his arms, see the look on his face as he comes down from his high, but I know I can’t. I’ll be met with the same face I’ve looked at for the last decade, wishing for his demise.
The post-orgasm haze starts to clear, Camden’s fingers rubbing slow circles at my stomach, as if he doesn’t notice he’s doing it at all. I have the strongest urge to cry, and I don’t know why. I got exactly what I wanted from him, but why do I suddenly feel hollow and so right at the same time?
“That won’t happen again,” I tell him in a whisper, but maybe it’s to hear myself say it out loud, speaking it into existence.
“Lie to yourself all you want, vixen, but we both know you just came harder than you ever have before, and I didn’t even touch you. It’ll happen again.”
I fall asleep with Camden at my back, tears filling my eyes, and confusion warring in my head. For the first time since my parents died, I wish for sleep to take me.
Chapter Nine
CAMDEN
I’m always up before the sun. Always. Wanting to start my day with the maximumamount of solitude before the weight of the club settles on my shoulders like a boulder pressing me down. No brothers needing me, no threats on the horizon, no blood to clean off the pavement. Just me, my thoughts, and the promise of a new day.
Since Lucas and I were abandoned by our parents, I’ve never had a reason to stay in bed past the sun. Until today. For the first time in my life, the sun breaks through the curtains in my bedroom, pouring its orange and red rays across the floorboard, spilling over the bed, and illuminating the woman next to me. I couldn’t have forced myself to leave her if I wanted to.
I sit up on my elbow, my hand propping up my head as I look down at her. Saige breathes softly against my chest, like I’m her safe place, her body pliant and relaxed, peaceful. Long, beautiful eyelashes rest against her cheeks, her eyes fluttering behind her eyelids in a rhythmic dance.My eyes slowly trace over every feature of her face, so new yet so familiarat the same time, as if my soul recognizes her for exactly what she is. My match. My heart beats wildly in my chest, but that’s not the only thing I’m feeling.
I’ve run straight into gunfire without blinking. I’ve tortured, killed, maimed, I’ve seen things that no human should ever see, without fear. Once you lose the most important thing in your life, that emotion dies with it. But right now? Holding this woman who fits so perfectly against me? Fear spreads rampant through my veins, choking and all-consuming. I don’t know what that means for a man like me, only that I don’t want to let her go.
“No one wants to wake up with someone staring at them, idiot,” she says, her voice groggy and thick with sleep as she pushes off of me. At least she didn’t hit me. That’s a win. Maybe I’m growing on her.
“Has anyone ever told you, you’ve got quite the mouth on you? I’m sure it’s gotten you into trouble before.”
“I’m a ray of fucking sunshine, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like some space to wake up.”
Before I can protest and haul her ass back into my chest, my phone vibrates on the end table.
Sin: Got news, we need to chat
Malice: It’s not great either, in case you thought it was good
Me: How many times do I have to tell you I don’t want to be in a group chat?
Wrath: But you’re our fearless leader, we need you in here
Me: I don’t think you do
Malice: We voted, it’s a thing, we need you in here
Sin: Just get fucking dressed and come talk
Me: You’re the only one I’ll let that slide with. I’ll be down soon
“We need to go downstairs,something’s happened.”
