Page 100 of Revenant

I snort, reaching down to straighten her legs, removing temptation before I give in to her demands and fuck her. When that’s not enough, I drape the robe over her stunning body. I’m too on edge, my lust riding me too hard. I don’t trust myself to take her without hurting her, and I tell her that.

“Then I’ll stay,” Jace calls from the doorway, and I nearly fall on my ass when I twist to glare at him over my shoulder. I scowl, ready to stomp his ass for spying on our private moment, and he holds up his hands to ward me off. “I heard Rue scream and came to check on her. When I saw the beautiful sight of her sprawled across the bed, I couldn’t look away.”

I’m somewhat appeased…and much to my annoyance, still fucking hard as a rock.

“And if you’re still worried” —Jace draws the belt from around his waist, then snaps the leather sharply in the air— “we’ll tie you down. Nothing will happen to Rue. You have my word.”

My indecision crashes into my need to claim Rue, and my resolve wavers and cracks. The guys promised they would make sure I didn’t hurt her, didn’t get too rough with her, but I never imagined they would keep their word in the bedroom as well. Which is stupid, because they’ve never once said anything that they don’t mean.

I glance over at Jace, wondering if he’s strong enough to contain me if I lose control, and the harsh look in his eyes is reassuring. He would take me down in a heartbeat if he thought I was a threat to Rue. I release a harsh breath, my cock throbbing with the need to be inside her beautiful pussy.

“Okay,” I agree, barely able to contain the tremble that goes through me.

Better him than his fucking twin.

Forcing myself to my feet, I accept their terms with one stipulation. “Tie me up first.”

It doesn’t take long before I’m spread across the bed, tied to the headboard. Sure, I could break the belts with ease, but the leather is just a reminder to remain still. They will work for tonight. Next time, I will create a set of chains strong enough to keep me contained. My cock throbs painfully at the thought of Rue taking control and doing whatever she wants to me.

My eyes instinctively search the room until I find her watching me at the base of the bed. When they land on her, she reaches up and shrugs the robe from her shoulders. The material snakes down her body slowly, revealing her glorious curves one inch at a time until she’s standing naked in front of me once more.

I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.

When a pretty blush fills her face, I realize I must have spoken aloud. Without hesitation, she places a knee on the bed and slowly crawls up my body. Her smooth skin brushes along my legs—completely skipping my cock, much to my frustration, even when it bobs like a good boy for her attention—before she glides along my stomach. When her body barely skims my torso, the phantom touch is almost too much. I’m nearly out of my mind when she reaches my face, her luscious lips hovering temptingly out of reach.

Leather creaks in warning, and I instantly relax against the bed.

Jace sits in the corner of the room, the angle allowing him to see everything. I’m more than a little shocked to find that I don’t mind being watched. Not only does it allow me to enjoy myself without fear of hurting anyone, but I like the idea of others seeing me claiming Rue as mine.

My reactions to her are more visceral than ever. After years of keeping my emotions in check, not having to hold anything back is incredibly freeing.

Rue peers down at me with a devilish smirk that promises retribution for my earlier teasing, and damn if my heart doesn’t skip a beat in anticipation, more than ready for her to claim me for her own. I think I’ve been waiting for her my whole life.

Without looking away from me, she closes the distance between us, and my breath halts in my lungs when her lips brush lightly as angel feathers against mine. It’s both too much and not enough, and hunger for another taste of her roars through me. I lurch upward and take her mouth in a kiss so blistering that a groan rumbles in my chest, and I can’t seem to get enough of her.

I will never get enough.

Rue doesn’t even flinch at the taste of herself on my lips, and there is something so carnal, so innately sexual about it that I find myself straining against the leather in a demand for more. Rue nips at my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, then plants a hand on my chest and shoves me back against the bed.

While I might have the strength to overwhelm her, I don’t have the will to resist her. I fall back against the bed at her touch, loving the sight of her sitting low on my stomach, the wet heat of her pussy driving me fucking wild.

Her beautiful breasts are in my face, and my mouth waters with the need to worship them. I open my mouth, ready to beg for the privilege, when she lowers her head, and my breath halts in anticipation of what she will do next. She nips and sucks her way down my neck, working her way across my collarbone, then traveling down my chest. Her plump, full breasts are pillowed against my torso as she torments me, and my hands clench with the need to touch her.

I’m not even aware that I’m trying to hump air until her sweet little pussy slides lower, and a snarl of frustration tears from me that my shorts block her touch.

“Strip me.” The order is both a plea and a demand. “I need to feel you against me. Please.”

Rue pauses, her lips right over my heart, and she lifts her gaze toward mine. There is something sexy about the way she peers up at me, her pupils dilated with lust, her expression ready to devour me whole, that has my dick throbbing for attention.

I’m not above begging, if that’s what it takes.

I have no shame, not when it comes to her.

Never once looking away, Rue slides lower, taking her time…and fucking stops when her breasts are right over my cock. I can’t help myself as I thrust forward, forcing my cock between her tits. From the sight and sensation of her lush curves, my eyes practically roll back up into my head in pleasure.

Rue smirks wickedly, nudges my thighs apart, and settles herself between my legs. I’m seconds away from protesting, ready to beg her to fuck me, when she leans forward, takes her breasts in each hand, and captures my cock between them.

I’m helpless to do anything but thrust, licking my lips at the erotic sight of me fucking her tits. The only thing that would make it better is if I were naked and my cum decorated her skin.

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