Page 24 of Torn Between Two Worlds

For a split second, his eyes flashed black, and she worried, but the curve of his lips as he took his cock from her hands was sexy.

He rolled her beneath him, thrusting deep inside her, and her hips pushed upwards to join in the motion. His grunts coming with every pump, his speed increased. The veins in his neck tightened as he dug his hands into the bed and frantically pumped into her. Her nails scratched down his back as his cock continued to pound into her. He increased his pace to reach orgasm and sent her over the edge with him. He lowered his upper body on top of her, kissing her softly before pulling out and rolling next to her. Panting a little, he grinned over at her.

“Do not tease a demon, sweetheart. We don't like it. But we have to talk about the attack. About what we are going to do.”

He pulled her into his arms, and she almost let him off the hook.

“You just threatened me with a day of mind-numbing sex. You sir, man or demon, are not allowed to tease me ever again.” Not finished playing on her end, she trailed kisses down his chest, the destination obvious to them both. She didn't want to talk about the attack because then she would have to think about what she had done. Murder and cheap sex.

While she was sick to her stomach about the former, she couldn't bring herself to worry about the sex, and that alone sickened her. She knew it was part of the Guardian package, but sex with someone who was essentially a figment of her imagination bothered her.

She shook her head, forcing the thoughts away.Not today, Ciara, just ignore it one more blessed day and then figure it out.Her hand slid between them to stroke his cock, readying him for when they were done talking, if not to distract him from the idea of talking. He groaned again, and she smirked.

“Ciara, sweetheart, not now. We really need to discuss this. I'm not going to have them attacking what's mine again.”

He called her his again, and she felt her heart skip a beat, but she wasn't going to go there. All that was about was the Guardian bond. She was going to hit it and quit it as her friend always said. Okay, maybe hit it a few times. Ciara would be damned if she was going to talk before she was ready.

As her mouth shifted to a wicked grin, her hand continued to work him—up and down. The friction caused him to fist his hands, and his hips were already pumping into her hands.

“Ciara...” Reaching down, he grabbed her wrists to stop her steady strokes. “Sweetheart, stop.”

He grinned at her, and she bit her lower lip.

“For a moment, of course. I don't want you to stop completely.”

His eyes sparkled, and she couldn't stop the small laugh she gave him.

“You need to take care of yourself. I saw your face last night. I can promise you, if they come at you again, you might have to defend yourself again.”

She registered his every word and shelved them into the back of her mind. She wasn't going to think about that. Not for another little while. Then afterward, when she was ready, she would talk to him. She knew, as her Guardian, he would be adamant about her protection. Alcott always had been, only there had been no sex there.

For a moment, tears filled her eyes. She just kept on thinking about sleeping with Stryder instead of the attack, which could prove to be just as dangerous.Why am I doing this so damn quick? What happened to me? Is it just because I am alone for the first time and don’t want to be?Perhaps she was kidding herself if she didn't think of him as more. She'd always assumed Guardians and Word Speakers had sexual relationships from the bond thrust upon them.

Blinking rapidly, she pursed her lips into a thin line. “Fine, we can talk. I'll do any stupid thing you want me to do to prepare. But not right now. Can't you just shut up for right now and sleep with me?” She hated the desperation in her voice. Hated that she was likely using the sex to avoid everything she really did need to think about.

Cupping his balls with one hand, she slowly massaged them as she ran the other up his shaft. Feeling it grow harder again beneath her hand, she released his balls and guided his hand to her, crying out as his fingers danced across her core. When he moved them on his own, she knew she'd won that round and released the tense breath she'd been holding.

With how he'd been pursuing her when she'd been forced to coercion, she'd worried he'd had his fill of her and was going to move on. Again, he rolled her onto her back, and she wondered if they were going to have to have a discussion about creativity. She released his cock as he withdrew his finger from her wet core, already wanting more of him. Their groans almost melded together as she watched him stroke himself before rubbing the head of his shaft against her folds and slipping in.

Her legs wrapped easily around him as if they had done this for years and not just a few hours. Shutting her thoughts off, she attempted to lose lost herself to the sensation of him inside of her. Her orgasm built, but all she could think about was her actions.

Crying out his name as her orgasm swept through her, she was breathless, head spinning from the pleasure as he continued to thrust in and out until his own release passed. When he slid himself from her body, she was still breathing heavy but didn't stop him as he grabbed her and kissed her. Their tongues danced together as if it was all that was left. When he pulled back, she swore she would let him take her again if tried.

“Sweetheart, we need to stop this for right now.” The hurt on her face must have been evident because he kissed her, a gentle peck, and chuckled. “Guess you're over your aversion to me then, hmm?”

She scowled at him and shoved him over a bit, climbing over him to get out of bed. What had she done? She'd completely given herself to him and had been contemplating doing it again. She really was messed up. Even if other people didn't share her views on when it was okay to have sex, in her eyes hopping into bed with a stranger, and something of a different species wasn't okay. No, she'd fucked up. She needed to put a barrier back up between them. She would blame the sex on the attack, anything but acknowledging the desire she felt every time she looked at him.

Biting down on her lower lip so hard that she tasted the metallic tang of blood, she put her hands on her hips, hoping it gave some air of sincerity or anger. “This was not a multi-time thing, Stryder. Consider it battle induced, and we won't discuss it again. I'm going to shower, and then we can talk about whatever you want strategy wise.” She didn't wait for an answer, but rather dashed into the bathroom and closed the door. Turning on the water, she let the tears fall. She didn't want to feel so attached to Stryder. She wanted to hate him and continue to search for a way to get Alcott back. She hadn't done that in days. She no longer wanted to, and there was no denying it anymore.

She was falling in love.

He couldn't quite hidehis smirk of satisfaction, which was fine since she'd stalked off and couldn't see it. Chuckling, he climbed out of bed and gave his cock a little smile as he put his pants on. “And we have done it again.”

Stryder was pretty damn shocked at how she'd responded the night before, but what really got him was her behavior toward his words. She didn't say a damned thing. Annoyed as that made him, he was wondering more if it was because she didn't realize what it meant or because she didn't have any plans on being his.

“Way to ruin a perfectly good night of sex, dude.” Grabbing his shirt off the floor, he pulled it over his head he knocked on the bathroom door. “Going to walk around the area and make sure it's safe. If I see something I don't like, your ass is out of that shower, and we are leaving.” When she didn't respond, he growled and hit the wall before going to do his check.

What had happened between them was so damn intoxicating he had almost let her be hurt. He'd been distracted while enjoying laying and talking with her that he'd very nearly messed up. May have actually messed up, considering she had obviously never harmed anyone before.

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