Page 47 of Whispers in the Dark

“Rules are made to be broken,” I replied.

“Not mine,” he said. His eyes were nearly black, the pupils huge. If I didn’t know better, it almost looked like he had been to an eye appointment and had them dilated. Again, I wondered if he was on something.

“Not true. I know for a fact that you have broken plenty of rules with me.” The man practically snarled in reply, pulling me even closer until we were indeed touching now.

“That wasmymistake,” he growled, the self-loathing evident in his tone. “A mistake I am dearly paying for.”

My head snapped back at his words. Did that mean he had regrets about everything? I could most likely handle him not wanting to be around me anymore, but regretting ever being around me to begin with? That affected me deeply and I gasped.

The room began to feel like the walls were closing in and suddenly I experienced a tightness in my chest like I was being suffocated. I struggled against him until he loosened his grip, then I stepped back. Drawing slow, deep breaths into my lungs, I focused on the man before me. A quick glance at the clock showed he had been there for almost thirty minutes, yet I was no closer to having a clue why he had decided to do this.

“I think you need to go.” Once more, he shook his head.

“I needed to see you.”

“Oh my god, Adrian. You aren’t making sense. Quite frankly, you’re making me question why I even let you in. You should really go.”

Taking both of my shoulders in his hands, he shook me slightly as though he was trying to get my attention.

“Mistake. It’s all a mistake. Always a mistake.”

Before I could say anything else, he slammed his lips over mine.

33.Adrian

Mistake... Need... Claim...

The words all echoed in my head like a second heartbeat. I couldn’t think of anything else outside of taking what I wanted, and right now that was her. It’d always been her. And as soon as my lips touched hers, I knew it always would be her.

Brynn was frozen in that moment, completely and utterly still like... No, I couldn’t even think about any others. I needed to claim this woman in my arms, and mistake or not, I’d do it a hundred times over.

My grip on her arms grew tighter as I forced her to step backward. As soon as I heard her back hit the wall, I pressed her farther into it to completely trap her. She was still rigid, although she was now pushing at my chest. There was no real force behind it as if she was doing it all for show. Pulling my head just far enough away to speak, I let out a maniacal chuckle that sounded foreign to even my own ears.

“Fight me,” I whispered to her, then dropped one of my hands between us.

She made a sound that I silenced when I placed my palm over her mouth. How easy it would be to position it just so shewouldn’t be able to breathe again. If I couldn’t see her, then no one else needed to either.

Not to see her... Not to touch her... Not to fuck her...

The need inside of me was like a beast clawing at my chest. I had to claim her to conquer whatever this was between us. I’d tried to fight it, but it was too strong, as were the desires currently racing through my bloodstream like adrenaline. It was a rush, urging me to get back to the real me.

I managed to wedge my hand under her shirt, then inside of her shorts. Too much clothing... Too many lies... Too many secrets... There was always too much between us, and while I had yet to figure out a way to rectify the last two, I could fix the first.

With a sudden motion, I grabbed at her shorts and tore them until the cloth fabric gave way. It was no match for my strength, or my need to eliminate every possible barrier in my way. She cried out my name, then began to push harder at my chest as she tried to free herself from my grasp.

“Adrian... I think you need to-”

I slammed my mouth back down on hers to silence her protests, all the while proceeding to tear what remained of her shorts off., followed by her panties. Brynn struggled against me slightly, but as soon as I slid my hand between her legs, her body relaxed enough for me to prod her legs wider apart. She also rested her hands against my chest instead of pushing me away as she was doing seconds earlier.

I deepened the kiss more, and as my tongue plundered her mouth, I slipped three fingers inside of her. Brynn was always so wet and tight that I always had to work to fit every inch of my cock inside of her. And I’d do it again tonight.

Our tongues continued to dual with the other’s as I added a fourth finger inside of her. Brynn tensed once more, but this time it was for a different reason. As she whimpered against mymouth, I stroked the one spot guaranteed to make her go off. Tonight I wanted her to explode like she’d never done before. To make that happen, I needed to do things to her that I’d never done before.

As I fucked her with most of my hand, I stretched her walls farther and farther apart. Soon after, I slipped my thumb into the center of my curved hand, then began to push it back inside of her. Whether it was the pain or her realization of what I was doing, she began to thrash against the wall. Her head moved rapidly from one side to the other as she pressed her palms hard against my chest.

I was almost there. A little farther and my entire fist would be inside of her pussy. Only, I didn’t want to fuck her with my hand. I needed to bury my cock so far inside of her that I could make us both forget where one ended and the other began. I needed to claim her in the only way that mattered.

I tore my mouth from hers at the exact moment I pulled my hand away, then I staggered back a step or two. My gaze locked in on her face, and I saw the tears streaming down her cheeks. They were flushed. A dark pink, but not quite red. My fists clenched of their own volition, and I knew if I touched her right now that I might not stop until...

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