Page 107 of Unleashing Chaos

She clenches around me and lifts her hips to meet my measured movements. All the wild tendencies I felt moments ago are tamed for now. It’s a euphoric feeling, the way her body grips me, and I don’t want to chase it away just yet. Nothing is more important than making sure this beautiful creature below me feels it too.

There are no words, heartfelt declarations, or unbreakable oaths. Nothing that would be enough to make her understand how I feel with her surrendering to me like this. She’s everything. The beginning and end. Infinity. Eternity.

Wrapping her legs around me, she pulls me against her, forcing me out of my haze and reminding me that I’m here for her. She grips my hair and brings our mouths together, parting my lips with hers. Her quiet demands taunt the beast inside of me, urging it to come back out and play.

“I was trying to be gentle with you, Desideria, but my body is desperate to be buried deep inside you. I want to fuck you so hard you never forget how good we were together,” I say through strained breaths and shaking muscles.

She squeezes my fingers, which are still intertwined with hers, and moves her free hand to my face, gripping my chin and holding it tight so we’re eye to eye. “Stop holding back. I’ve felt your tenderness already. I know what that’s like, but I want to feel the other side of that—the raw, unrestrained side.” She runs her tongue up my jawline, and I shiver as she says the words I need to hear. “Fuck me hard, Jace. Treat me like a queen.”

My mouth covers hers and I grip her hip and pull out of her. She only has a split second to miss the way I fill her when I slam back in. I go so deep that a whimper laced with pain and satisfaction escapes her. Everything stills, and my eyes widen with the fear that I’ve hurt her.

“Don’t stop,” she begs against my lips.

I grip the hair at her nape, and my hips move in long, fast thrusts.

She screams my name with absolutely no regard for where we are, that even though we’re sheltered by this tent, we’re still outside with neighbors on either side. I couldn’t care less; I’m in heaven right now. Deep inside her with her hands on my skin and hair, inching closer and closer to the point of no return. The more we connect, both physically and emotionally, the more obvious it is that saying goodbye is going to rip me in two.

The pain that will haunt me tomorrow isn’t enough to make me stop. I need this, even if it means living the rest of my life in some incomplete way. At least I had this moment, holding her in my arms, filling her body with mine. For this single night, I know what it is to be completely wanted.

Desi arches her back and rolls her hips with mine. “Jace, I am so close,” she whispers. “But I want you to come too. I want you to fall apart inside me.”

I groan as my hand slides between us, and my fingers touch her clit, demanding that she give in to the euphoria. She squeezes around me, and I moan before sinking my teeth into the curve of her neck. I pump into her, filling her up as she pulsates around me. Neither one of us holds back, filling the night with the sounds of our bliss. I don’t let up on her until she goes slack beneath me. Exhausted, I rest my full weight on her and lower my head to her chest. Her heart thumps against my cheek as I catch my breath.

“No matter how many nights I had you, Desideria, it would never be enough,” I say, the words slipping from my mouth before I can stop them. But I don’t regret them. They are just more of my truth that I seal with a kiss to her chest.

She runs her fingers through my hair and kisses the crown of my head. “I couldn’t have said it better.”

Thirty-three

DESI

We stay in the tent for I don’t even know how long, the wind whipping around us, until I start to shiver even in his arms. He rubs my bare biceps and grabs my sweatshirt and leggings.

“Here, Desi, put these on so we can go back inside and get you warm,” he says, pulling his own shirt over his head and placing his glasses on his face.

Nodding, I tug on the sweatshirt and leggings before shoving my feet in my boots and following Jace out of the tent. He offers me his hand and I take it like second nature, trying like hell to ignore the stab of pain that hits my chest when I think about the fact that, after tomorrow, I won’t feel his fingers intertwined with mine ever again.

When we get inside, I glance at the clock over the microwave and gape at the time. “It’s already after midnight?”

He grins and raises a brow. “We spent a lot of time out in the snow.”

“True,” I say, covering my mouth as a yawn slips out.

“You’re tired,” he says. It’s a statement, not a question, and I can see in his eyes that he is too. We’re both exhausted in more ways than one.

“Yeah,” I say reluctantly, glancing up the stairs as I kick my boots off and slip them under the bench in the foyer. “I guess I better get to bed then. We both need a good night’s sleep—big day tomorrow. Good night, Jace.” I try to sound chipper, but I know that any second I’m going to burst into tears. I lean forward and kiss him on the cheek, turning to go to my room.

His fingers lock around my wrist, and his voice is rough with emotion as he says, “Stay in my room tonight. Please.”

I turn around with wide eyes, questioning if I heard him right. Last night felt like an accident; I fell asleep on the floor, so he put me in his bed. I didn’t expect him to extend the offer like this. This is a lot for him. An invasion of the space that is his and his alone in a house that he shares with two other people.

“Okay,” I say, wrapping my fingers around his.

“Are you sure? Because you don’t have—”

“Yes.”

He scoops me up and throws me over his shoulder and I giggle, pounding my fists lightly against his back. “Put me down!”

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