Page 10 of Ignited Spirits
He snorts and shakes his head but doesn’t say anything. Instead, he moves his hand to the base of his cock, and I let mine fall away. With his other hand on my hip, he guides me over him.
I gasp when the head of his dick breaches my entrance.
At the light urging from Archer, I begin lowering down. His cock stretches me to my limits, stealing my breath and anycoherent thought. When I’m as far down as I can go, I pause for a moment, needing time to adjust to how full I feel.
His fingers dig into my waist as he tries to hold himself back, but he makes no move to rush me. As the uncomfortably full feeling changes to pure pleasure, I lift up slowly before dropping back down harder than before.
The movement pulls a groan out of Archer, so I repeat it. He bucks his hips up to meet mine, and I cry out at the bite of pain of him slamming all the way in. As I keep dropping down on him, the little bit of pain turns into white-hot pleasure that feels like it’s burning me from the inside out.
When Archer brushes my clit with his thumb, I jerk, and my movements stutter. He does it again, and my brain short-circuits. I still on top of him and throw my head back as I’m consumed by the heat building in my core.
“Need help, sunshine?” At Archer’s raspy question, my eyes pop open to meet his heavy-lidded teal ones. He’s smirking at me, apparently enjoying how he’s rendering me unable to do anything but feel.
I nod but can’t force any words out as he keeps driving me closer and closer to the edge.
He gives me a savage grin as he effortlessly lifts me up and slams me down on him while thrusting at the same time.
Needing something to anchor me, I hold on to his wrists and dig my nails in hard enough to draw blood. There’s a larger part of me than I want to admit that likes leaving my mark on him.
He keeps thrusting until I shatter on top of him. My orgasm sweeps over me and does its best to drown me in wave after wave of pleasure. I lose all awareness of anything other than my climax for who knows how long.
When I finally come back to myself, I’m lying on Archer’s sweat-slicked chest. He’s still thrusting into me, the movementagainst my sensitive walls sending me hurtling toward another orgasm.
“It’s taking everything I have not to bite down on your pretty little shoulder, sunshine, and make you mine for the rest of our lives. If you don’t wanna bond, we need to stop.” Archer lays a kiss on my shoulder, and I shiver. Then I stiffen in his arms at the thought of bonding. He stops moving and presses a gentle kiss to the top of my head. “It’s okay not to be ready right now. We’ve got lots of time.”
I’m shaking my head before he even finishes because that’s not the problem. “I’m ready, sunny boy, but…” I trail off, trying to get my jumbled thoughts in order. “I want to be tied to you, but I don’t want you to be stuck with me.”
Look at what getting involved with me did for him. The boy had his heart ripped out and died right in front of me. I haven’t brought anything but trouble for him, and I hate it. If I had stayed away like I tried to at first, then none of this would’ve ever happened.
“Oh, sunshine.” Archer’s voice is gentle as he runs a hand up and down my spine. “I could never be stuck with you, because there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. I get the absolute pleasure of being in your life and calling you mine.”
I push up on his chest so I can stare down at him. His sharp jawline, messy blond hair, twinkling ocean eyes, and soft smile make my heart skip a beat.
I shake my head at how sappy I’m being and focus back on what I was going to say. “But all I do is fuck things up for you. Your life was easier, simpler, and a hell of a lot less dangerous without me in it.”
He shakes his head. “Before you, my life was lonely and monotonous. It felt like all I ever did was exist. I didn’t really live until I met you, Izzy. I wouldn’t trade knowing you for anything in the world. And, yeah, what we’re trying to do isdangerous, but my life was dangerous before. And there’s every chance I would’ve been killed if Lua had succeeded, even without knowing you. But having you by my side is the only reason I’m here right now. There’s no one else who could bring me back like you did.”
“But I’m the reason you died!” I scream at him, all the heartbreak and worry and devastation from earlier making its way into my voice. Trying to pretend that my heart isn’t a bloody, broken mess, I close my eyes and whisper, “I’m the reason you got your fucking heart ripped out. I’m the reason Luca had to watch his little brother die and the reason Levi got injured. All I do is get people hurt.”
“No,” Archer grits out. He forks a hand through my hair and tilts my face up so I have to look at him. “You’re the reason I’m alive. The only reason I’m here, and I’m so damn thankful for another chance to get to live our lives together. Another chance to be who you and my brother and our pack deserve. Don’t you dare take her actions onto your shoulders.”
My eyes burn with tears I refuse to let fall, and I shake my head, not believing him. “How can you say that?”
“I can say it because it’s true. None of this was your fault. Not a single fucking thing. You understand?”
When I close my eyes and don’t say anything, Archer sighs.
In a move so quick I don’t have time to prepare, he rolls us over once again so he’s on top of me.
My eyes pop open as he intertwines our fingers and pins my hands above my head. I don’t feel trapped or anxious with him over me and holding me down, because it’s Archer. I know he’d never do anything I don’t want.
He starts thrusting slow and deep in me while maintaining eye contact. It’s one of the most intimate things I’ve ever experienced, and I have the urge to hide from it. But I can’t look away from the overflowing emotion flitting across his face.
After a long moment, Archer leans down to plant a lingering kiss on my lips. When he pulls back, he rests his forehead on mine. “I love you, Isabel, so fucking much. And you love me. That’s all that matters. The rest can be figured out along the way. Will you bond with me, sunshine?”
Against my better judgment, I find myself nodding.
I know I’ve brought nothing but trouble for him, but I love him so much it hurts. If nothing else, the clash with Lua showed me that time isn’t guaranteed. We may not have another chance, so I’m not going to wait. I’ll just need to make sure to eliminate anything that could ever be a threat to him again.
