Page 45 of Unconditional

“I don’t know, okay?I’ll figure it out when we get there, but right nowI don’t know.” I was being unfair, I knew that, but I was reeling.The control I’d been fighting to maintain since my life was turned upside down all those years ago wasn’t even hanging by a thread anymore, it had been obliterated.All I could focus on was fighting back the urge to lash out.

I expected her to pull away, to stomp across the room and start throwing her things into her bag or to make some snarky comment.When her hands slid from my cheeks and into my hair, I was more than a little surprised.When she climbed onto my lap, her knees perched on the mattress on either side of me, I was baffled.

Her eyes met mine before roaming over my face.She pushed stray curls away from my forehead, raking her nails over my scalp gently.“I think,” she started.“I think you’re going to do the right thing.”Her words were soft, nearly a whisper.

I wished I could believe that.I wished I had that confidence in myself.But I’d been doing the wrong thing for so long.Spent so many years convincing myself that it was okay as long as Bri, Lo, and I were together.Now we were all in different places with different goals, and I’d never felt like I knew my siblings less than I did right now.

“Hey,” Misely whispered, her hands pulling me back to face her when I’d looked away.Softly, so softly it almost hurt like an aching in my chest, her lips found mine.She kissed me gently but thoroughly, settling herself more firmly in my lap.

“I don’t know you that well, honestly,” she whispered against my mouth, her arms encircling my neck, “but I know you are different than who you were a week ago.”Her hips ground forward, the friction against my already stiffening cock making my eyes shudder.If she wanted to use her body to distract me from my woes, who was I to stop her?“I know you a little better today than I did when you kissed me that first time.”My teeth found her neck, making her shiver.“And I believe that if you don’t do right by your kidandyour brother, it’s going to eat you alive.”

All right, that was enough talking.I covered her mouth with my own, wrapping my arms around her and lifting to press her to the bed beneath us.

thirty-two

Misely

Hewasaddicting.Theweight of him as he lay me down on the cheap hotel mattress, the scratch of his beard against my skin, and the scent of that damned cinnamon gum.I never wanted him to stop kissing me.

My thoughts were filled with him.

Talon, Talon, Talon.

More.More.More.

More kissing, more frantic touching, more overpoweringneed.

Maybe I was letting lust cloud my judgment, but it didn’t matter.Nothing mattered when his tongue danced around mine, when his palm skittered up my torso to cup my breasts, pinching tightly around the peak of my nipple.

Desperately, I clawed for the button of his jeans, whimpering when it took three tries to unsnap them.My lips twitched into a smirk when I found his cock hard and ready, a deep rumble coming from his chest when I stroked him root to tip.I did it again, harder, reveling in the way his hips thrust forward of their own volition.

Perching himself up with his palms on either side of my shoulders, his gaze slid down to where my hand was fisting his length.Talon’s eyes darkened as he took in the sight, a rose color flushing in the top of his cheeks.God, I loved that.“Just like that, baby.”His hips punched forward again, and I squeezed tighter.

Heat scorched through my insides, need like I’d never experience clouding my vision.I squirmed, desperation taking over my nerve endings.“Talon, I need you.”I couldn’t stop the words even if I’d wanted to.I felt the way his body tensed at them, like he’d been caught off guard.The tension was gone within seconds.Talon pulled me to sit up and stripped my top from my body.Fire flashed in his expression when he caught sight of my bare chest but he kept moving, taking his attention to my jeans, and more importantly how quickly he could get them off me.

They were halfway down my thighs when his whispered, “You have been such a surprise.”reached my ears.I was too far gone for the panic to set in.Too far gone to question what that could possibly mean.When the denim reached my ankles, I kicked it off, the throbbing between my legs throwing patience out the window.

I didn’t respond to his quiet confession, pretending I hadn’t heard him; not ready forthatconversation.Talon’s clothes dropped to the floor beside mine, then he crawled back over my body.His kiss was slower, more deliberate.Like he was tasting me.Breathing me into his body.His hands, large and calloused, roamed over every inch of my bare skin, pausing every few seconds to squeeze.Clever fingers made their way to my pussy, brushing over my clit so softly—too softly—making me groan.

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart.”Talon’s order was gentle but no less domineering than if he had growled it at me.

But words were impossible, my teeth nearly chattering from the force of my body shaking with need.“Y-you know what I want,” I managed to say, arching my back to rub against him.But he evaded me, pulling his body away from mine and leaning his face into my neck.His words brushed against my ear making me shiver.

“Do I?I think I need to hear it.I need to hear that pretty little voice of yours tell me.”

A thumb coasted over my nipples, making them so hard they hurt.

“I would think you’d hate my voice,” I muttered.“With how much I talk back.”

His chuckle was throaty, the sound shooting straight to my core.“Don’t tell anyone but…” His mouth trailed a line of kisses between my breasts.“I think I like it when you talk back.”

Teeth grazed over one of those hard peaks, biting down lightly.I sucked in a breath, my head thrown back into the pillow behind me.“Talon.”

“Use your words, Misely.”Oh, the way he said my name.

“Fuck me,” I gasped out harshly, my back bowing in a desperate attempt to get better purchase of my clit against his fingers.

Talon sucked his teeth with reproach, but he gifted me with a steadier pressure where I needed it, moving the tip of his finger in tight circles that shot stars into my vision.“Come on sweetheart, you can do better than that.How do you want me?”

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