Page 46 of Caged Bird

Heat thrummed through me, a desperate need to have him inside me.

But he gripped me tighter, kissing me like we were teenagers too scared to go further. His fingers slid to my ass, supporting my weight but making it impossible for me to move to where I needed to.

I rocked against his erection, and we both groaned, but the kiss didn’t end. The gentleness gave way to deep plunges of tongues that spun my head in a way no other man ever had. I suddenly felt like I was drowning, not in the water, but in us. In him. His scent. His mouth. His fingers.

“Zane,” I gasped, squirming in his hold.

But whatever I’d been about to say was lost to his mouth.

He seemed content to just stand there, kissing me and never going further.

But it was killing me. To have him like this but not have him all the way.

My nipples were so hard they ached. My core so wet and slippery I was sure he was coated in my arousal. I moaned against his lips and managed to get out the one word that accurately portrayed what I needed. “More.”

“You don’t need to do this,” he mumbled against my mouth, and then my chin, and then my neck. “We can just kiss.”

I pressed my mouth to his neck. “Is that what you really want?”

“Not even for a moment.”

“He could walk out here at any second.”

Zane let out a growl. “Don’t talk about him when your pussy is sliding all over my dick.” He shifted me higher, so his dick nudged my entrance. “You’re so fucking wet.”

Even though he’d begged me not to talk about his brother, I couldn’t help it. “I’m never wet for him. I wasn’t even sure my body was capable anymore.”

Zane’s gaze caught mine and he slowly inched me down his cock, making sure I had all the time I needed to adjust to his size. I shuddered as I bottomed out, deliciously full of him.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered, kissing me again. “You aren’t broken.”

Zane read people in a way his brother couldn’t. While Eddie needed fear to get them to do what he wanted, Zane watched quietly, so he could understand what was going on in their heads without them even uttering a sound.

I kissed him again, plunging my tongue against his. His hips rocked to meet my core, withdrawing and then pushing back inside, the friction between us so perfectly rubbing my clit at the same time. My legs shook, and my hips ached, not used to being in this sort of position, because Lord knew Eddie had never taken me swimming then fucked me standing up like this. It was too intimate. There was too much connection.

All Eddie had ever wanted was a warm hole to stick his dick. He never looked at me when he was forcing me onto his cock.

He didn’t want to see the dead expression in my eyes, or maybe he would have to realize that the fantasy he’d made up about how happy we were out here was nothing but lies his messed-up brain told him.

I rocked my hips with Zane’s, faster, letting some of that anger and rage fuel my movements. I used Zane’s body, not in the same way his brother used mine, but in a way that brought us both pleasure. And Zane responded in kind, his thrusts faster, harder, each one meeting me so perfectly, stimulating all the neglected parts inside me even I hadn’t been able to wake up.

My orgasm built low, a swirling tingle of nerve endings meeting his touch, everything centering on the connection between us and then spreading like wildfire.

“Oh!” I moaned.

He crushed his mouth to mine, swallowing the sound, even though there was nobody to hear us.

“I need to come,” he groaned in response. “Fuck. I don’t even have a condom. I shouldn’t—”

I slammed my mouth against his again to stop him talking. If he said we couldn’t finish this, I was sure I would actually die.

And that was no longer something I wanted to do.

I squeezed my thighs around him tighter, taking control, bouncing on him without the rhythm he’d had because I was so out of practice, but it didn’t matter because I was just chasing what felt good.

And what felt good for me clearly also felt good for him.

He kissed me hard, my lips bruising beneath his, but the pain was perfection, and that orgasm building inside me had gathered so much steam it needed to find its release.