Page 53 of The Hidden Falling
I can’t tear my eyes away as I lock on the dark tattoos swirling down from the sides of his neck to the top of his shoulders, reaching his collarbone. A mixture of script and harsh patterns flow down over his pecs and down the side of his ribs, caressing the edges of his abs before disappearing beneath the waistband of his pants. I bite my lip and wonder just how far down they go.
As if he could hear my thoughts, he bends and takes off his boots, kicking them aside before straightening. His hands are sure and steady as he undoes the ties of his pants, and I can’t look away, my attention solely on him. Fixed on him. He shoves his pants down and steps out of them, completely unashamed of his nakedness as he stands before me, hard and thick. Only a few thoughts run through my mind at that moment.
Pure. Male. Alpha.
My mind goes hazy as I devour him with my eyes, a whine escaping my lips as more wetness comes out of me as my body prepares itself. My heated eyes stay locked on his cock straining against his stomach, pre-cum leaking from the tip and my mouth fills with the urge to taste him, to lick him from base to tip and savor him. I want to swallow him down and scent mark him. I’ve never done that before. I’ve never wanted to.
Darius hurts me with his words and threats, but he also makes me feel things I have never felt before. A desire, a need, an unrelenting craving that won’t leave me.
It makes me think of the moon and the night colliding in a beautiful disaster, before it all goes dark with no end in sight.
No matter how I tell myself I won’t let this happen, it feels like I have no choice in the matter, that the situation is out of my hands and I know I’m going to fall. I can feel it, sense it, I just have to hope the landing will be soft and I survive it.
He growls a different sound. It’s lighter, an approval of my reaction to him, and I echo him, finally moving my eyes up his muscular body and staring into his black ones. Chills run over me as he takes a step forward into the water, and I growl a warning at his approach. He growls back, just as fierce, and I snarl as he stops just two feet in front of me.
“Do you want me to fuck you, little wolf? Do you want my cock deep inside you?” he purrs, bringing his hand up and wrapping it around himself. My eyes lower as I watch him stroke a fist down. He holds himself briefly at the base before bringing his hand up and collecting his pre-cum on his fingers. “Do you want to taste me just as much as I want to taste you?” He lifts his fingers up to my lips, trailing over them and coating them with his essence. “I won’t let anyone else touch you, so make a decision, you have two options.” He moves closer, pressing his fingers harder into my lips until they part and my tongue peaks out, tasting him for the first time. I feel my eyes dilate as my pussy clenches, wanting his scent all over me. He dips his head, our noses touching, eyes locked. “We can fuck, or we can fight then fuck.”
My legs tremble at his words, and with the scent of him invading me along with the taste of him, my stomach cramps once again. My body becomes an inferno, tingles erupting all over me, and I know I’m in full heat. I also know that with him being here, it’s inevitable. I can’t ignore him, just like he can’t seem to ignore me. He followed me here, stalked me, hunted me. I think his words over in my head and come to a decision. He smirks at me like he knows what it is, and I do the only thing left to do.
I pounce.
Twenty Eight
Rhea
Launchingmyselfathim,we stagger back as I wrap my legs around his waist and grip his hair in my fists, wrenching his head back. He smirks up at me, eyes lighting up as he grabs my ass and draws me closer to him, his cock resting at my stomach. My nearly naked body connecting with his has tingles spreading through me, and I squirm, causing him to let out a soft groan as his cock rubs against me. He spins, taking us out of the water, and I squeeze his ribs hard with my thighs. He smacks my ass in response which causes me to growl down at him. I let go of his hair with one hand and bring my arm up, aiming my elbow down toward his nose, but a fist in my own hair has my upper body being pulled back away from him.
I unlock my legs from around his waist, and he releases my hair as I release his, landing on my feet. I fake a hit to his right side, which he dodges, but he doesn’t dodge the hit I aim at his ribs on his left. He grunts, my punch well aimed as he glares at me. I smile. If he wants my body, he has to earn it.
We mirror each other as we circle, waiting to see who will make the next move. It’s him. He moves quickly, landing a kick to my thigh that has me stumbling to the side, then a sudden push to my shoulder has me going backward as my fist shoots out, catching the top of his arm as we growl at each other. He stalks closer, aiming to grab me, and I drop to one knee, coming face to face with his delicious cock for a moment before I hit him at the back of his knee and roll forward past him. His knee gives way momentarily, and I kick him in the back when I hop back up, sending him staggering forward. He releases a dark chuckle when he spins around to face me, his tongue dragging along his front teeth as he takes me in, eyes heated, cock leaking more of that pre-cum that I want to have on my tongue.
I charge, fist ready as I aim for his jaw which he easily dodges, bringing a hand up to bat mine away. Runa comes to me, our speed increasing as we go after him, hit after hit and he deflects every single one. We don’t slow down, we keep going, our dominance slowly increasing as he matches it. I aim a kick at his groin, my foot just missing him as he moves with confidence, easily avoiding it as he grabs my ankle and pulls me closer. I jolt forward and go to lift my other leg, using his hold to my advantage, when he yanks me to him. I collide with him, his warm skin touching mine as I scratch at his shoulders. His heat burrows its way under my skin as his free hand grabs my hair and yanks my head back.
We stare at each other, time suspended as our breaths mingle and another cramp hits me. A whine barely releases from my lips before he smirks, then his mouth slams onto mine. The kiss is angry, firm and invading as he devours me. The taste of him hits me and more wetness floods between my thighs. He groans as I bite his lower lip, his teeth coming to mine in reprimand before his tongue tangles with mine. He drops my ankle and starts walking me backwards, his hand still in my hair, the other now on my throat, never breaking the kiss.
My bare feet hit something soft, and then I’m being lowered down, my back hitting soft fur as Darius settles between my thighs. His releases my throat and reaches behind me, unhooking my bra within seconds, and in the next, it’s off me and thrown somewhere. His lips leave mine, trailing across my neck while I gasp for breath, my eyes closing at the feel of his mouth caressing me. His kisses leave a wet trail as he reaches my breast, his tongue swirling around my nipple and sucking slightly before he releases it and bites down next to it. His teeth sink lightly into the flesh, and I moan at the slight pain and his marking of me. No one has ever done this, given my body this attention. The one time when someone was this close to me, it was over quickly, just the way I wanted it to be. It never made me feel so alive like I do now.
I lift my hips, wanting more, needing more as his cock leaks on my stomach. Then my hands are back in his hair, gripping the strands and pulling him closer to me, as close as he can get. His free hand pays attention to my other breast, rolling my nipple between his fingers before his mouth is on me again, nipping, sucking, leaving marks all over my chest while he growls hungrily, and I hum in approval.
My head tilts back, my hips rolling with the need to be filled, for this ache to be soothed in a way I haven’t felt before. I should be scared of the cock between his legs, wanting to get away from it instead of wanting it inside of me, but for some reason, I know he won’t hurt me. Not in a way I didn’t want.
His body heat disappears and I look down, watching as Darius holds either side of my panties before tearing them from my body, throwing the plain, white scraps of fabric aside. He stares at the most vulnerable part of me, but I don’t feel shy or the need to hide from his view. A low rumbling escapes from his chest before his fingers hit my center. I jolt at the first touch as he moves them leisurely over me, gathering my wetness and rubbing it around me. Then he brings his hand to his mouth. My lips part as he licks my taste off his fingers, his eyes closing on a groan as his cock twitches.
Darius’ eyes flash open, pinning me with his stare. His eyes still pure black, the silver flecks more prominent around the edges of his green irises as he takes his fingers out of his mouth and brings them back to my center. Giving my clit a light touch, he circles around it, making me moan. He does it again and again as I squirm beneath him, his other hand holding my thigh in a firm grip. His fingers tease my entrance before bringing them back up to circle my clit again, not giving me enough. I need more.
“Darius,” I whimper, my hips lifting to try and get his fingers where I want them. Need them.
His fingers dip slightly inside of me, my pussy clenching around them, trying to get him to stay there. “Yes, little wolf?” he purrs, taking his fingers away before bringing them back and pushing in just a little further.
I move my hip down, taking his fingers a little deeper until his other hand moves from my thigh to grip my hip, stilling me. He looks over me, his hungry gaze lowering from my face, over my breasts to my navel, before finally stopping when he reaches my pussy. His fingers move inside me slowly, watching what he’s doing to me, and the look in his eyes makes me tremble. My hands gripping the furs beside me as he keeps moving at a slow, punishing pace.
I whine, and he finally shoves his fingers forward all the way. My back arches as he begins to fuck me with them roughly, so deeply that my legs part wider. I claw at the furs, my head tilting back as he continues his assault, growls leaving him as he continues to watch. He curls his fingers inside me and brings a hand up to my throat, pinning me down and watching my every reaction. The move should cause me to panic, but it only heightens what he’s doing to me. We stare at each other as he brings his thumb to my clit and I groan, my hips grinding, wanting it all. Pleasure rushes through me, and I can feel my orgasm building, my moans getting louder as I near my peak.
“Do you want to come?” he snarls, my movements speeding up, and I can hear how wet I am, smell how wet I am, and it turns me on even more. My toes curl as my pussy tightens around him, and he removes his fingers suddenly, laughing coldly as I stare at him with wide eyes.
I claw at his hand around my neck, trying to bring my leg up to kick at him, but he lowers himself back on me, his weight pinning me down. I still. I can feel his cock between us, pre-cum leaking on my stomach, and I snap.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?! Can’t please a female, Darius? Do you even know what you’re doing?” I taunt.
