Page 47 of Summertime Hexy
“Hazel,” he warns, voice rough. “Don’t.”
“Why?” I tip my chin up, daring him to lie. “You want this. I want this. We’re out here alone, and I’m tired of pretending we’re not two people who can’t stop fighting because we can’t stop thinking about each other.”
He watches me, unblinking. Then he says, soft as a secret, “I have scars you can’t imagine.”
“So do I.”
“I’d hurt you.”
“Try.”
He growls and pulls me close. Our mouths crash together, everything we’ve ever needed—or feared—bound up in this kiss.
I gasp. He tastes like mint and iron, ancient and new. His hands are in my hair, the forest floor is cold beneath my back. His body is hard against mine, firm and desperate, and when he breaks away, bent over me like a shield, his fangs are extended.
“I’m not human,” he breathes.
I reach for his face. “I don’t care.”
Something breaks in him. He kisses me with ferocity, with a need so deep it feels like both a lie and the only truth. His fingers find my skin, my shirt is ripped away. I don’t care if he breaks me. I want to be broken here, by him, in this moment where the stars are our only witnesses.
The night air is cool against my skin, but I’m burning up. The forest floor is rough beneath me, but I don’t care. Derek is allI can feel, his hands, his mouth, his body pressing me into the earth.
His fingers are deft, tearing at our clothes with a predatory urgency. My skin burns where his touch grazes, every scar demanding to be mapped, every nerve ending electrified. I arch against him, wanting more, needing him to consume me whole.
I gasp as his cock enters me, his eyes locking with mine, hungry and dark. I wrap my legs around him, drawing him deeper, feeling the stretch of him inside me. His hands grip my hips, pulling me closer, as if he can’t get enough of me.
He moves with a feral intensity, each thrust a delicious mix of pain and pleasure. I dig my nails into his back, urging him on. The world narrows to the space between us, to the sound of our ragged breaths, the slick heat of our bodies moving together.
He leans down, his mouth finding mine again, and I bite his lip, drawing blood. It’s metallic and sweet on my tongue, and I moan, the taste of him intoxicating. He groans in response, his thrusts growing more frantic, his control unraveling.
“Fuck, Hazel,” he growls. “You’re mine. Understand? You’re mine.”
His words send a thrill down my spine, and I laugh, the sound wild and free. “Only if you’re mine too, Derek.”
His eyes blaze with an ancient fire, and he surges forward, burying his cock to the hilt inside me. I cry out, reaching my peak, clinging to him as waves of pleasure crash over me.
He follows me a moment later, his back arching, his body shuddering. He collapses on top of me, breathing heavily.
Derek rolls over, pressing me into the forest floor. He flips me onto my stomach, his movements rough and possessive. I spread my legs eagerly, arching my back to meet him. The cool night air brushes against my exposed skin, making me shiver, but Derek's body is a furnace against me.
"Not done with you yet," he growls.
His hand grips my hip, and I feel the head of his cock press against my pussy. I brace myself, anticipating the stretch of him inside me again. He thrusts in deep, and I cry out, my fingers digging into the earth beneath me.
"Fuck, Derek!" I gasp.
He stills, buried deep inside me. "Is this okay?"
I laugh, breathless, over my shoulder. "More than okay. Don't stop."
He moves, setting a punishing pace, each stroke driving me closer to the edge. I meet him thrust for thrust, moaning with each movement. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me steady as he fucks me hard. The forest around us is filled with our noises—our breaths, our moans, the wet slap of his skin against mine.
"You’re so tight," he grunts, leaning over me, his teeth grazing my neck.
"So deep," I whimper, my voice trembling with pleasure.
His hand sneaks around to cup me, his fingers working my clit in time with his thrusts. "Come for me, Hazel," he murmurs against my shoulder. "I want to feel you come around my cock."
