Page 7 of Marked Resistance

His fingers slid through my folds and I ground my hips, begging for more.

“I’ll give you what you want,” he speaks against my lips.

Two fingers pressed into my core, crushing my clit with the heel of his palm and driving my inner muscles to tighten around his torturous instruments. With his fingers inside me, he played my body like a skilled musician, until all I could do was cling to his hard body and cry out as he pushed me to the edge. His thumb stroked my clit as he pumped and fluttered his fingers faster, sending my heart racing and making my breath hitch in my throat.

My head flew back and my back arched as I came, climaxing so hard the stars in the night sky shattered in a brilliance of purple and deep blues. I collapsed to the floor and threw my arm over my forehead.

“Fuck,” I breathed and shut my eyes.

“I am.”

He gripped my right ankle, pulled my jeans away, opened my legs, and pressed his hard cock into me before I could say anything else. His deep moans filled the air with desire as he pushed. My pleasure hadn’t receded by the time he started to pound me, so I screamed as each of the violent thrusts of his hips found their mark.

His warm breath grew sharper until goosebumps formed on his skin.

“Open your mouth for me, Gorgeous,” he whispered.

I did as commanded and he moved higher until he entered me, exploding in my mouth and shuddering against me. His cock twitched and his warm seed spilled and flowed deep down my throat.

“Thank you,” he whispered and cupped my left breast, as he pulled out and collapsed on top of me.

I giggled and bit my lip, savoring his taste as his weight continued to press and pin me to the floor, keeping me in place.

No, thank you.

“I’m leaving tomorrow,” he continued and raised himself up on his elbows.

Our eyes met and the heat in his mirrored my own. Neither of us said a word in the gap of silence between us, as it spoke for itself.

This War of the Five as it was named had taken so much from so many, moments like these were inconceivable. This was the hottest night of my life, but tomorrow the truth would return and with it our duty. He would go on whatever assignment he’d been tasked with, and I would head north and back to the front lines. The odds we would ever meet again were infinitesimal, with the greater chance being one, or both of us would be dead soon.

We were both warriors.

We understood the mission.

Nothing is secure.

Still, it was nice to live for a change. Even if it was for but a moment in time.

Thanks, Sarah.

“I have to go,” he said and removed himself from me. I instantly felt his loss and whimpered.

“Yeah,” I sighed.

“Perhaps I’ll see you out there sometime,” he remarked as he fastened his pants around his waist.

“You know, I don’t do this kind of thing,” I explained.

“Sure.”

“I’m serious. Other than when I first joined the elite, I don’t. And I only did that— “

“To survive.”

“Right. This isn’t like me.”

He knelt beside me and ran his hand over my breasts while kissing me so softly I melted.

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