Page 4 of Ruthless Angel

She got into the bed, glancing uncertainly at me as she arranged a pillow beneath her head. I got the feeling she expected me to do something to her. I had to admit, I considered it.

I stripped down to my boxers and climbed in next to her. She rolled away from me, giving me her back. I’d tied Raina down on this bed. Clover knew that. No doubt she expected me to do something fucked up.

Well, yeah. When the time was right. I still owed her for selling us out to the Gods. Although this didn’t quite feel like the right time for punishment.

Once we were plunged into darkness with only a sliver of light coming through the window, I laid there staring at the ceiling. After a few minutes I grabbed my phone, checking the cameras again. Nothing.

The need to do something made it impossible to sleep. How could I sleep when Blaze was being tormented? I didn’t givea shit about many people. He was one of the rare few that meant something to me. I had to help him.

Brady wanted Clover as a trade. Would I be able to hand her over to get my friend back? Probably. Maybe. Hell if I knew. Blaze would never allow it anyway.

The stiffness plaguing Clover eased as she drifted off. I didn’t blame her for being tired after what we’d done to her in the basement. Her breathing evened out as her body relaxed. She didn’t relax much around us.

I was amazed that she felt safe enough to sleep next to me. Part of me may have even liked it.

I waited for sleep to come. It left me hanging. So many times I picked up my phone. I couldn’t shake the sense of urgency that drove me to take action. Knowing there was nothing I could do in that moment drove me fucking crazy.

After what felt like hours of tossing and turning, I glanced over at Clover’s outline in the dark. The temptation to touch her was great. I rolled in close, pressing myself against her back. The curve of her gorgeous ass proved to be a great place to settle my cock. I slung an arm across her waist as I breathed in her clean, feminine scent.

God she smelled good. Like something I wanted to devour. She felt pretty good too. Holding her against me sent me back in time. I remembered holding someone else this way. Someone who’d betrayed me.

I knew better than to let a soft, warm body manipulate me into thinking we could have anything more between us.

Brushing the hair off the back of Clover’s neck, I pressed my lips to her skin. She shifted slightly but didn’t wake up. Darting my tongue out, I savored the taste of her. So badly I wanted to sink my teeth into her flesh. Having her unconscious and vulnerable was too good to ruin that way. Somehow, I resisted.

Slowly I ran a hand along her body. Reaching the hem of the t-shirt she wore, I slid my hand underneath. She twitched a little as I cupped her breast. When I circled her nipple with my finger, she gave a soft sigh.

It took everything in me not to pinch her nipple or give it a tug. I enjoyed a forceful touch. However, I wasn’t ready for her to wake up yet.

I teased both nipples into hard points before running my hand down between her legs. Since Blaze had ruined her underwear, she wore none. I easily found her clit, stroking it until she let out a small whimper. Dipping down lower, I found wetness gathering along her slit.

I pushed a finger inside her, gently pumping in and out. My cock was rock hard, pressing firmly against her ass. Shoving my boxers down, I rubbed my erection against her ass cheek. Pulling my finger out, I pressed the head of my cock to her entrance and thrust inside her.

A groan rumbled in my throat. It felt so damn good to sink inside her. I pushed deep, all the way to my balls. Savoring the sensation, I remained still for a moment. Being buried inside Clover briefly took me away from reality. I sure as hell needed the escape.

Pulling out so only the head of my pierced cock remained inside her heavenly pussy, I thrust deep again. This time Clover gradually surfaced from the depths of her slumber. I felt the change in her as she tensed around my shaft.

“Daire?” Her voice was thick with sleep.

“The one and only,” I murmured into her hair. Holding tight to her, I continued to fuck her, driving deep each time.

“What the hell? Can’t a girl get any sleep around here?” She tried to sound annoyed but it didn’t work due to the moan that followed.

“Hey, I let you sleep for a few hours. Can you blame me for not being able to resist having your beautiful ass in bed next to me? A man can only take so much.” Now that she was awake, I did pinch her nipple between my fingers. Her sexy gasp almost made me come.

Clover surprised me by throwing some sass. “Can you at least touch my clit while you fuck me in my sleep? Or am I still being punished?”

I chuckled, enjoying this side of her. She’d been too scared to show it until now. “It’s been a rough night. I suppose I can be nice.”

I reached for her clit, rubbing it with two fingers in slow circles. She moaned and pressed her ass back toward me, seeking more of my cock. My pace increased as the need to fill her with my cum grew.

“Nice?” she asked between thrusts. “Nothing about you is nice, Daire. You’re the nastiest guy I know.”

I pounded into her with an especially hard thrust before saying, “You sure know how to sweet talk a guy.”

“I try.” Her words ended on a small cry.

As I worked her clit, her moans grew louder. Music to my fucking ears. Having her at my mercy, moaning just for me and my cock, it did something to me. It made me a little crazy.

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