Page 57 of Fastlander Phoenix

His eyes sparked with hunger as he watched his own hand moving in the mirror’s reflection as he stroked into her.

Timber arched her ass against him, pleading for more.

He was streaked with soot, and his gold-fire eyes looked even brighter next to the dark. His hair was mussed, and his muscles were rippling as he gripped her by the waist and pushed his thick cock deep into her.

She gasped at the shock of how good it felt. God, she loved him going deep like this. He held for a few moments, body straining against hers. He eased out of her, then rammed into her again. She gasped out his name.

She was drunk on him. That’s what it felt like. Every thought felt slurred, and the memory of her real-life problems faded to nothing. Wreck was magic. He could make her loud mind go completely silent. Nothing else had ever been able to do that for her.

He slid into her, going deep again. And again. “Fuuuuck,” she said in a whisper as he gripped her hair again. His fingers dug into her waist, and his blazing eyes lifted to hers in themirror. He bucked into her over and over, harder and harder, until her tits were bouncing and she was panting his name.

The green flames started at her fingertips. She was the one on fire. The green roiled up her arms, but she didn’t feel any heat. The pleasure in her body became so intense, she rolled her head back and gripped the back of his neck. Her entire body was consumed in green fire as he wrapped his arm around her and gripped her breast, plunging into her again and again.

“You ready?” he rumbled against her ear as the green fire ignited up his arms and neck.

“Please,” she gasped out. “Wreck! Go deep.”

The entire bathroom was being lapped in green fire as he slammed into her, going deep.

She had lost her mind. She didn’t care about the fire, didn’t care about the world outside of this moment they had created. Being connected to Wreck like this was everything.

He slammed into her again, and she cried out with her release. He barked out her name, gripping her against him so hard as he pulsed with her, matching her release. He froze for a moment, and then slammed into her over and over, slower…slower…dragging every pulse of intense pleasure from her body.

He intertwined his fingers with hers behind his neck and dragged her wrist to his lips.

His lips pressed to her tripping pulse there, and he lifted his glowing gold eyes to her. High on what he was doing to her body, she smiled at him in the mirror.

He wasn’t burning her.

Wreck was controlling it. He was intensifying her pleasure. He was taking care of her.

His devilish matching smile met hers in the mirror, and she sagged against him as the flames faded to nothing.

“I’ve got you,” he murmured against her ear.

Her body was smeared with soot from where his body had touched hers.

She had smudges at her throat, across her chest, on her breasts, on her stomach and hips. Her back was probably covered in it.

Covered in ashes created by the monster who owned her heart.

The shower was still on and steaming up the room. He lifted her into his arms, settled her inside, and stepped in after her.

Timber leaned heavily on the wall while that man washed and cared for her body with warm water. He even knelt down and pressed a warm rag between her thighs, cleaning her, and then he laid a trail of reverent kisses at her hips.

“Can I wash you too?” she asked.

He canted his head and smiled slightly before he nodded.

She took her time, memorizing the curves of his muscles as she ran the rag across every plane of his warm skin.

By the time she had finished, the dark streaks of soot and ash had trailed down the drain. She sagged against his chest and just existed in the knowledge that his strong arms were around her, and she was safe.

She knew no matter what, he would use his fire to please her, and to destroy anything that came for her.

The pressure of his cheek against the top of her head was a soul-deep reassurance.

His hands were so strong against her back, and she watched a trail of water pool where his arm touched hers.

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