Page 59 of Outcast
Breathing heavily, she responded, "You don't hate me, Jameson. I've seen into your soul."
My vision went red at the mention of seeing behind my walls, and I lost all sense of control. Gripping her hips, I pulled out fully before slamming back into her, repeating this process over and over until she cried out, "More."
"You don't fucking know me, Kira." I punctuated my statement with another slow, hard thrust, enjoying the way her ass jiggled with the motion.
She moaned loudly and gripped the rug tightly in her fists before responding, "You hate that I do. I know you better than anyone."
"Shut up," I ground out, deciding I didn't want her to have the ability to speak anymore. Giving up on pulling a submission from her, I let loose on her, pounding into her at a brutal pace. My nails dug into her soft skin beneath my fingers as I chased the orgasm building within me.
My balls slapped against her, and I reveled in the sound, knowing I was filling her to the brim.
Crying out my name, she reached beneath herself and began to rub her clit, her fingertips brushing lightly against my cock in the process. Her walls tightened around me almost immediately from the added pleasure, and I knew she was seconds away from coming on my cock.
"Fuckkk," She screamed, drawing out the word with her release.
"Grab my balls," I commanded, pleased when she quickly did so and pulled lightly. Riding the high of sensations, it was my turn now that I had made her come.
My balls tightened seconds before I spilled my seed into her, panting and sweating from fucking her so roughly.
All energy left my body, and I draped myself over her back lightly, kissing her salty skin.
Wait, fuck. Why did I do that?
Mate.
Instead of the panic attack I expected, I felt a genuine hope building within me that maybe we could work through our struggles.
Straightening and pulling out of her, I collapsed next to her behind her back as she rolled down onto her side. Her soft voice floated back to me, "What does this mean for us?"
A bead of sweat dropped down her back, and I became hyper focused on it as I tried to formulate a response.
I opened my mouth but faltered immediately. She seemed to sense my dilemma as she rolled onto her other side to face me. We simply stared into each other’s eyes and let silence engulf us for a few minutes.
Mate. Happiness.
Her patience was the key in my decision, showing me that she would give me the time and space I needed.
"I don't know..." her face fell as I trailed off, but immediately brightened when I continued, "but I'd like to maybe try to talk through things."
Sucking her bottom lip between her teeth, she bit down hard, making me reach out to tug her soft lip out and run my thumb against the mark there.
"I'd really love that." Her wide eyes shone with happiness, but I could also see the underlying nerves there. Shit, I couldn't blame her. I was scared as hell about the thought of rehashing so many ugly memories.
I don't know why the fuck she wanted to work through this with me after the way I had treated her for so much of our lives. It honestly blew me away that she could even consider forgiving me.
Reaching out, I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, asking, “So, what did you stop by for? I’m assuming you didn’t have this in mind.”
Her cheeks tinged a beautiful pink at the reminder of our fucking, drawing a knowing smirk to my face, and immediately making me want to go another round.
“Well, I met up with Seneca this morning to try to figure out where to start with this prophecy and...” she stumbled over her words, “The summit was brought up, and it made me think of a few questions to ask you since you’re able to go with the alpha.”
Her body stiffened, and a scent of fear wafted through the air, alarm bells blaring in my head at the sudden change.
"This is going to be hard to explain..." she bit her bottom lip once more and paused, glancing everywhere but my face, anxiety riddling her stiff posture, "...and I don't say this lightly."
"What's going on?" I searched her face to find a hint of what was coming, but I couldn't think of what could be eating away at her like this. Yeah, we had shit to talk through, but we'd work through it with time.
The words fell from her plush lips like an avalanche that she couldn’t hold back once she started, turning my world upside down.
