Page 58 of Forbidden Bonds
She swallows.
“Someone wants to be fucked,” I drawl. “You only need to ask.”
Her aroused scent hits me. I’m already hard. I have her bent over the back of the couch and my dick in her hot cunt before she can formulate a comeback.
“Quit wailing and pouting,” I growl. “Your pussy is a living lie detector, even if I couldn’t read your mind. All hot and wet and choking my dick like she’s missed him, or something. That sound about right?”
“God, Rhett,” she huffs as I set up a pounding pace that knocks on the door of her cervix.
The cute needy noises she makes, and her gushing pussy, say she likes this a lot.
“Thirty minutes, not a minute more, or you get fucked over the couch. A deep fucking that’s going to make your pussy ache.”
“God, I’m so close.”
“And while we’re on the subject of bad behavior. You don’t clean your nest unless I’m there to get it good and dirty again.You put fresh nesting without at least one of my shirts, you’re going to get deep fucked again, the kind that makes your pussy all sore inside. The kind you feel for days. Am I making myself clear?”
She comes.
I take that as her agreement.
She crushes the hell out of my dick, giving me no choice but to knot her.
It takes a good long while before I can think straight.
And then she giggles.
Damn, I love that sound. “You think this shit is funny?” I go for stern, but I’m sated, so it misses the mark.
“I love you, Rhett.”
My next breath is ragged. Damn, those words slay me every time. I’m not sure when I will feel worthy of them, but I’m claiming them anyway.
“I love you too, baby.”I’m obsessed with you. I go crazy when you’re not in my sight.
She peers back at me—still knotted on my dick—her eyes shining bright. “I know. I’m keeping you, crazy and all.”
We snuggle on the couch, where she’s all sleepy, contented kitten in my arms. Her mind is calm, and I love her like this. It makes me calm inside, too.
Opposite the couch is the window showcasing Chimera’s blue skies. I remember a time when I used to go out there. Not Chimera, but on a different world.
It seems so long ago now, more of a dream. I wasn’t always damaged. Once upon a time, I was just an ordinary kid hustling on the streets of Lyus. Then the war machine came through.They dispersed the virus, infecting our entire planet. It came in great clouds, billowing and choking.
It came from the sky.
I spent years in a coma, and when I came out the other end, I was different. I could no longer step outside without feeling that dark, pervasive sense of threat, without having the same choking sensation.
“Do you ever wish you could still go out?” she asks.
I glance down and smile. “Sometimes. But less often now... Have you been reading my thoughts?”
She nods. “I didn’t mean to. Your emotions were strong, and I think your shield just slipped. I’m glad. I’m a little obsessed with you, too, in case it’s not obvious. And I love learning more about you. Even the hard parts.”
Not for the first time, I remind myself how lucky I am. How fucking amazing and perfect Larissa is.
“What happened after? Will you tell me? I know you were in a coma for a time.”
“The government and its minions tried every kind of therapy on me, and then some. I would be a useful tool if only they could fix me. Turns out that when the virus activated my alpha traits, it also modified a connection in my brain, hardwiring an instinctive and irrational fear of the sky.”
