Page 12 of The Wraith & Her Killer

Reaching behind me, I trail my hand up her smooth, rain-slicked thigh, feeling her goosebumps rise in the wake of my touch until I reach her panties at the apex of her thighs. She tries to tighten them, trying to shut me out, but a quick slap to her inner thigh has her yelping around my length and her knees dropping out to the sides.

Slipping my hand beneath the elastic band, I find her entrance and… she’s fucking soaked, but not from the rain. She whimpers around my cock and bucks up into my touch and the sound sends a vibration through my dick that has me groaning out loud. I want so badly to claim her wet cunt with my fingers, but I’m on a mission here, and I don’t have time to play with her like I want. Gathering the evidence of her arousal on my fingers, I bring them to my lips and lock eyes with her as I pop the digit into my mouth.

Even in the dark, I can see her pupils dilate while watching me suck her off of my fingers. That tells me all I need to know. I was planning on claiming her regardless, but now I know that some part of her wants me, even if it’s buried down deep beneath her fight.

I’m a moment away from coming down her throat and she hasn’t taken a proper breath for a while. She’s essentially minutes away from suffocating on my cock. I pull myself from her mouth, and she sputters then coughs. Stealing her next breath, I squeeze her throat and lean in close as I roughly slide down her body until I’ve made myself at home between her thighs again, the ridge of my cock resting over her wet pussy.

Her nails dig into my wrist hard enough to draw blood as she fights for air. Leaning in, I can’t help but bite at her lip, pulling just hard enough to reopen the wound there. The tang of her blood hits my tongue and it’s almost as sweet as tasting her arousal.

“Tell me,Wraith,does it make you feel alive knowing only I hold the power to bring you to your death?”

Her lashes flutter and her breathing kicks up at my words and I’m not sure if it’s at the promise of being able to kill her or not. I need to be buried inside of her but she needs to understand that while she has no control over the situation, shecanhave power. That she’s not some waif to be battered around. The Odessa I knew wasn’t a death-chaser, but there’s a side of her that seems to have laid dormant. Now it’s time to wake her the fuck up and teach her to know when and how to take that power back.

She’s going to need it to survive in our world.

Using my grip on her neck and my hand on her hip, I roll, flipping our positions until Odessa is hovering above me, her body trembling from a combination of adrenaline, fear, arousal, and the rain and wind pelting her skin. My cock stands firm, poised at the entrance of her pussy, her panties the only barrier between us.

At least, they were. A satisfyingriptears through the air when I release her hip and hook a finger into the hem, tugging hard enough to tear a hole directly in the center.

Nowthere’s nothing blocking her from me.

She tries to push off of me, but I don’t let go of her neck. I use my grip on her to keep her anchored to me. Her long, pastel hair creates a dripping wet curtain around us and it’s as if it narrows our world down into two focal points: me and her.

“Let go of me, Adris.”

The sound of my name rolling off of her tongue is enough to send me into a feral frenzy that I barely manage to shove down. Instead, I cock my head against the cold, wet earth, giving her a lazy, lopsided grin. “Mm, no. I don’t think I will.”

“Let me g?—”

“No,youlet go, Odessa,” I snap. She freezes above me. “Just fucking. Let. Go.”

At my words, it’s as if time stops. The rain, the thunder, the wind, her heartbeat… everything. Everything, save for the shared breaths between us. Beads of water cling to her tanned, bruised skin and I want nothing more than to lean up to lick them off of her. To ensure I devour every part of her being.

Her dark eyes meet mine and she just stares with a furious passion.

I stare back.

The air seems to crackle and charge around us. Lightning strikes somewhere nearby and the flash of light is brighter than daylight. The thunder that follows is deafening. Odessa looks fucking glorious above me. All anger and fury and arousal thrumming throughout her veins, and it’s as if it’s lighting her up from the inside out.

She looks soalive.So. Fucking.Mine.

My lungs seize and I fight the way my eyes want to roll to the back of my head when she reaches between us and grips my cock in her cold, wet hand, lining me up before sinking her warm, wet pussy down onto me until I’m fully sheathed inside of her. Her lashes flutter at the same time her pouty lips part in a soft “Oh.”

“Fuuuuuck,”I hiss through clenched teeth. She feels like fucking nirvana.

She whimpers as she adjusts to my length that’s now buriedso fucking deepinside her, but it quickly turns into a moan when I shift my hips, rocking into her just once.

Her hands plant themselves on my chest, clenching and unclenching around the fabric of my soaked shirt. I’m about to tell her to fucking move before I take over and fuck her like a beast when her hips begin to undulate, fucking me at her own leisurely pace.

My hands move to grip her hips tight enough to bruise before circling them down to the globes of her ass. I squeeze each cheek as I support her weight, helping her to bounce on my cock.

All the way out.

All the way in.

She takes over, shifting between bouncing and grinding, each of her moans louder and headier than the last. Her legs begin to shake, and I can feel the way her entire body tenses up around me. Her hands seek purchase and it seems my shirt isn’t enough for her, because in a fucking flash, she rips my shirt open with a snarl that has my balls drawing up tight and my cock throbbing.

Her nails dig into my flesh, but not nearly enough to cause pain.

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