Page 69 of Blood and Ruin: The Complete Series

He’s wrong. He’s the Siren here, dragging me under with his seductive scent and alluring voice. It wouldn’t be long before I was his willing captive of a whole other kind.

On instinct, I start to pull back forgetting the wall, but even then, his grip tightens.

“Don’t. Don’t pull away from me. From us. You have nothing to fear.”

I don’t fear them, that’s not the problem. I fear the feelings they evoke in me. I want this, them. More than they know, and that’s what scares the hell out of me.

He runs his hands up and down my sides, starting a slow rhythm that eases the stiffness in my shoulders.

His slow sensual restraint drives me wild with distraction, making me crave it more. Once he knows he has me, he moves closer, my body shuddering with searing need.

His mouth touches mine, gently at first before teasing my lips apart, caressing my tongue in long, languid strokes.

I moan into his lips as I slide my hands up his chest. I feel his muscles contract beneath my fingers before I wrap them around his neck. My nipples pebble against his hard chest as I hold myself against him. Our kisses turn frantic with need.

He swirls his tongue around mine, savouring every stroke as if it’s his last. Urgent need flows through me as I let the wild, delicious feeling take over.

I arch into him, needing more when he pulls back, making me frown.

He drags his mouth from mine, his chest rising and falling with each rapid breath.

“I want to utterly devour every delicious inch of you until you're all I see.” A soft kiss, a brush of his lips. “All I breathe.”

Slamming his lips back to mine, he moans low and deep. A sound so enticing it would wake me from a deep slumber just to bask in its presence.

It stokes the fire within me, craving more. As if reading my mind, he pushes me onto the wall, every inch of him draped on me. Threading his hands in mine, he raises them above us, his tight grip holding me in place.

Feeling the hard evidence of his arousal, he grinds against my heated core, lighting a throbbing need.

I can’t focus on anything but the sensation of his long, thick erection as it works against me. Every stroke provokes a cry of pleasure as I get closer to that shattering release.

A buzzing sound starts, breaking through the hazy fog of lust.

Rion ignores it, his grip tightening on my hands as he slows his grinding speed into my core, making every nerve feel like it’s about to explode.

I’m lost to my senses as he pushes into me, every nerve stretched taunt as his hips hit every delicate, delicious spot.

If he could manage to make me feel this good with clothes on, imagine what—

The annoying buzz starts again, this one louder, followed by ping after ping, making us pause.

He drags his mouth away, only to inch back in and softly bite my lower lip making me shiver. He leans his forehead against mine as we catch our ragged breaths.

After a moment he pulls back, staring at me with a look of unbridled desire and something more.

The buzzing starts again, removing more of the fog and knocking us back to reality.

“You better get that.” I clear my throat clenching my thighs against the empty feeling wanting to be filled.

Rion frowns, checking his phone. Seeing who it is, he releases a harsh sigh.

“It’s Kai. We found a way to sneak Luna out, once you get her. A contact is going to cause a distraction and cover for us.”

I clear my throat once more before taking another step back and away from the temptation in front of me.

Rion looks up from the phone giving me a sad look. “We can help you.”

“I’ve got it—

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