Page 70 of Cruelly Fated
He rolled aside and lost his boxers without breaking the kiss. Then his pulsing cock hit the inside of my thigh, and I moaned into his mouth, expressing how unsatisfied I was with his aim. He rectified it with a perfectly aligned thrust.
From that moment, he worked me into ruin. His hands gripped my ass, lifting me just enough to meet every stroke with unbearable precision. I was unraveling beneath him. His name spilled from my lips in a litany of incoherent sounds.
He pushed my shirt up, his mouth finding my nipple. I gasped, my head rolling side to side as heat surged up the back of my neck. He licked and teased the peak, then caught it gently between his teeth. I shattered, my climax crashing through me like fire licking a tree from the bottom up.
After he came, Kyon kissed me tenderly, adjusted my shirt, and pulled me against his rumbling chest. Wrapped in his arms, I finally melted into oblivion.
Thirty
KYON
This fucking sun.
I pressed my eyelids shut and dropped my forearm across them. Why the hell hadn’t I installed blackout curtains or, better yet, automatic blinds? Yeah. That’d be the next step in making this place feel more like home. Mine and Allie’s…
With my other hand, I patted the empty side of the bed, intent on drawing her close. It felt wrong not to have her petite body curledinto mine.
I stilled.
Shit.
I shot upright, eyes flying open as I scanned the sheets, hoping I’d simply missed her somehow.
My phone buzzed on the nightstand. I lunged for it, praying her name would light the screen. It didn’t. Grinding my teeth, I answered anyway. “Can’t talk right now,” I snapped, thumb already hovering to hang up.
Ever since I let him drink from me under dire circumstances we agreed not to speak of, Valor could track my biological rhythms somehow. He knew when I was awake or in distress. I tried not to think about what else he might know.
“She’s safe,” the vampire said.
That made me pause.
“What the hell. If you laid a finger on her—” I seethed.
“Ouch, you need to work on your trust issues. She came to me. I haven’t done anything to her. Breathe…” he said, maddeningly calm.
He was right. Valor wouldn’t stab me in the back. And Allie hadn’t exactly shown interest in him. So why? There had to be a reason. A logical one.
I exhaled, my lips flapping. “Go on,” I said.
“She called me early in the morning, asking if I had any affordable apartments available. Said her landlord-slash-employer kicked her out after some incident at work.”
I scrubbed my face. My stunt yesterday cost her not only her job but the new place she’d gotten. No wonder she didn’t wantto talk to me. She probably couldn’t stand to look at me. I kept wrecking her life.
“And?” I prompted.
“I set her up in the studio complex near downtown. It’s clean, secure, not flashy like the rest of our properties. I lied about the rent—it’s more than she can afford, but I knew she wouldn’t take it otherwise. She insisted on paying.”
That sounded just like her. Fiercely proud, stubborn to a fault. I let out a long breath, some of the tension loosening in my chest.
“I’ll cover every expense. Just have your secretary send me a bill,” I said, rubbing the bridge of my nose with my thumb and forefinger, secretly hoping this was all some fucked-up dream.
“Nah, man, it’s handled.”
“She’s not your responsibility,” I growled.
Valor let out a low whistle. “According to her, she’s not yours either.”
Steam rose from my nostrils. Friend or not, he knew how to rile me up and got a kick out of it too. His amused chuckle followed.
