Page 52 of His To Claim

“You keep saying that with no follow up, Ace.”

He steps even closer to me, our bodies now flush together. “What did he say to you?” he asks.

“Not so fast, Ace. I won’t spill my guts just because you ask nicely. What goes on between him and I, it’s none of your concern. It’s the one thing he and I agree on.”

He’s angry at my mention of Servite and I like we’re a thing or have some sort of connection. “Fuck you mean it’s not my concern? I won’t let him get his hands on you, Red.”

I scoff. “You say that, yet you’re the one who brought me directly into his arms. Dragged me here like a pig to slaughter. And then here you are begging me to tell you what he’s done.” Fuck it, let him make of it what he wants. He thinks his uncle wants to fuck me, then I’ll let him think he’s touched me. I don’t care whathe thinks of me anymore, after all he’s the reason we’re here tonight.

“I’ll kill him if he touched you, Red.”

“Why? Cause you want to be the only one to lay a hand on me.”

He bends his head forward bringing his lips directly to mine. “I won’t let him have what’s mine,” he whispers softly, and for the first time since I’ve met him, I can hear the sincerity in his voice.

“You gotta stop saying I’m yours, Ace. Like I said, I may have been the one with my hands tied behind my back, but you’re the one who wears a leash like a noose around your neck. You’re his pawn, his servant, his puppet on strings.”

His mouth comes down on me aggressively, taking with it my unspoken words. This kiss differs from our last one. His urgency is suffocating me. He wraps his hand behind my neck and his other lands on my ass squeezing hard. I gasp into his mouth and he growls, squeezing harder before he lowers both hands to my ass and in one quick movement lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. I moan at the sudden movement and he pushes us back, my back slamming against a tree behind us.

“Ahh,” I yelp as the cold, rough bark scrapes against me. His lips leave mine for just a moment as I gasp for air. He brings them to my ear whispering softly against it.

“You say I’m his puppet, well you are my toy. Mine to play with, mine to fuck, mine to do with as I please. And you want to know the best part, you’ll love every fucking minute of it.” He brings his hand up and wraps it tightly around my neck. “You’ll wear my hand like a noose around your neck as my cock thrusts deep inside that tight pussy of yours, and you’re screaming out my name.”

The gesture is erotic, intoxicating, and positively demented, but the feel of his hand around my neck sends a shot of heat straight to my core. I chuckle softly as the cold mist that is now covering the sky is felt against my flushed skin.

“You think that scares me, your futile threats about manhandling me and bringing me to my knees with both immensepleasure and a rush of pain?” I whisper, back against his ear bringing my tongue out to lick it and nibbling softly on the lobe. “I might be screaming your name, but in the end, you’ll be dropping to your knees at the sound of mine. You’re a king among pitiful men, but I’ll be the queen who will bring your kingdom down. If a king is only as strong as his most loyal men, then how do you destroy his kingdom? You take it apart from the inside out. And I will destroy your kingdom from the ground up, until the only thing left standing is you, watching from above as it all vanishes. Then you’ll be at my mercy, and you’ll have only yourself to blame,” I moan breathily in his ear.

“Fuck,” he grunts, pushing his hips further into me. I can feel him growing hard between my legs, sending a burning heat to my core. Our teasing banter only makes him want this more. This force between us is maddening, twisted and downright manic, but it’s there pulling us together. I look into his eyes as he brings his forehead to rest against mine.

“Everything about you is infuriating. Your defiance, your attitude, and that goddamn mouth.” He smirks deviously, a small dimple appearing on his cheek. It’s cute, boyish, and not at all how I’d ever describe Ace. He’s demanding, passionate, and dangerous. But as his forehead rests against mine, all I see is the delicate blue of his eyes and the small dimple in his cheek. He’s beautiful, confused and lost all the same. All he’s ever known is loyalty and power but here he stands in front of me helpless and vulnerable.

Suddenly, a loud thunderous roar sounds in the distance as a heavy rainfall pours down on us.

“Fuck, Ace,” I yelp, as he grinds against me, the cold rainwater cooling the skin he burns with his touch. The water is falling hard, instantly soaking us both.

“That’s right, baby, say my fucking name,” he growls against my neck.

“Ace, fuck, I can’t.”

“Scarlett, I need to hear you say it. I need to hear you tell meyou want me as much as I want you. That this isn’t just in my head. You and me, we are the same, we need to feel in control. This back and forth between us, the constant bickering, the never-ending show of power, we both need the last word. We need to prove our power is relentless, yet we are defenseless against this feeling. I was a heartless son of a bitch before you showed up here, an emotionless husk of a person. But now as I hold you in my arms,” he brings his hands around me pulling me closer against his body. “As I crash my lips against yours,” he licks against my plump and swollen lips that are itching for him to claim them once more. “I crave the feel of your body, the taste of your lips. I need to unravel you and find what’s buried deep inside.”

A sudden whistle breaks us both out of our trance and I turn toward the house to see his uncle standing behind the floor length window watching us intently.

“Fuck!” I shout, pushing Ace off me. “I need to leave.”

He grabs my arm, pulling me back and kissing me once more. “This isn’t over, Red.”

I bite my lip at the look on his face. Profound desire, a desperate need. “I know, Servite. I know,” I say before running off toward the campus.

Back at thehouse Jade follows me into my room. We try our hardest not to make any noise to wake up Ruby or Stella, but it’s hard with us dripping wet on the floor. I reach into my dresser pulling out an old sweatshirt and a pair of black underwear, quickly undressing and changing while I throw Jade some dry clothes and she changes into them before sitting down on the edge of my bed. I walk over to the bed, getting in and slipping under the covers, Jade doing the same and lying down beside me. I close my eyes as I hear her whisper my name.

“Scarlett…”

“Not tonight, Jade,” I reply, opening my eyes slowly and facing her. “I just want to sleep and erase the memory of tonight.”

“All the memories?” she asks, smirking and I know she knows something happened between Ace and me.

“You tell me?” I ask, raising a brow at her and the way her and Bass took off after that flirtatious exchange.

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