Page 56 of Sugar Rush
I could see everything flashing before my eyes, everything I would lose. Jordy meeting the guy, losing his virginity, getting married. Getting marked, becoming his mate. I couldn’t fucking stand it. Bile rose to my throat. My heart was pounding out of control and my jaw felt like it would shatter.
Finally speeding up so he could get ahead of me and block my path, he smacked his hands onto my chest to stop me in my tracks.
“Is it that bad?” He demanded, panting. “You can’t even stand to see me talk to another guy now?”
“That’s not it!” I denied. “You… You don’t fucking understand, okay!?”
“So explain it to me!” He begged. “I’ll listen! You know I will!”
“You…” I raked my palms over my eyes, trying not to scream in frustration. “You will never understand! Stop trying to understand me. It’s not worth your time, and it’s just going to make everything harder when you go away so just fucking stop it.”
He shook his head, giving me an incredulous look. “Whatever the hell has been going on in your head for the last few minutes, you need to forget about it. Nothing has changed from when we were together at the aquarium.”
His voice was calm and even, a direct contrast to how I was feeling. He didn’t lose his cool like I was always doing. He was perfect. A perfect little virgin, perfectly preserved for his future husband, that would get his perfect degree and have some perfect job and a perfect life. Without me.
But there was one part of that I could change. There was one part of him I could take, and whatever stupid fucking faceless alpha he ended up with couldn’t have.
Reaching out, I gripped the back of hair, forcing his head back as I captured his lips. He let out a shocked sound against my mouth, and I waited for him to try and push me away. His hands twitched on my chest, tightening and then loosening, before he slipped them up over my shoulders and hooked his arms around my neck. His fingernails dug into the collar of my shirt, gripping me there like a lifeline as I fucked his mouth with my tongue.
Finally releasing him once I needed to breathe, I dragged my hands over his body until I was gripping the waistline of his sexy little shorts. Staring into his eyes for a heartbeat, then two, my fingers trembled as the overwhelming urge to claim him threatened to swallow me up.
His next words broke all of my resolve, all of my reservations, and everything I’d tried so hard to avoid for so many years.
“It’s okay.”
JORDY
MY HEART WASbeating like a rabbit’s, and I had to grip onto him to keep my hands from shaking. I wasn’t scared of what he would do to me, I couldn’t be, but I didn’t know what to expect from him. I’d never really seen him like this before.
Upset was an understatement for whatever he was feeling. I was pretty sure chatting with Xavier for a couple of minutes wasn’t the real problem. Even Kieran wasn’tthatjealous. But whatever it was, it was obvious he didn’t want to talk about it. Another wall, another barrier keeping me from him. It seemed he had an unlimited amount of metaphorical shields to keep me from understanding him.
The way he was kissing me was so angry. Angry and possessive. I wanted to comfort him, but it didn’t seem like there was anything I could say to get through. If what he needed was physical, at least I could give him that.
When he pulled away, the intensity in his dark eyes sent a shiver down my spine. My cock was stiff, and there was no hiding it. It didn’t matter if he was pissed off at me or hated my guts. My body would always respond to him, no matter what. I knew who I belonged to.
When he grabbed at my shorts like he wanted to rip them off, my pulse took a sharp jump. I hadn’t seen anyone else in the parking lot or on the beach, and it was dark, the moonlight barely filtering through the leaves of the trees surrounding us. We weren’t exactly out in the open. And I didn’t think he was ina responsible, logical state of mind that would have been worried about that kind of thing anyway.
My tongue flitted out to wet my lips before I gave a tiny nod.
“It’s okay.”
I slipped his hoodie off my arms, letting it drop onto the ground behind me, before gripping the bottom of my shirt and tugging it up and off. Maybe I was moving too fast, but there was this feeling swirling inside me that made me feel like I had to fix and soothe whatever was going on in his head. If he was hurting, I was hurting. If this was how to fix it, I was fine with that. More than fine.
His eyes raked over me, his breath huffing out. I watched his Adam’s apple bob in his throat as he swallowed. I had to suppress a wince as cold air washed over my exposed skin, pebbling up my nipples and raising little bumps on my flesh.
Before I knew what was happening, my back was on the ground, the soft hoodie cushioning it a bit, with Kieran hovering above me. He tossed his shirt away too, before returning his attention to my shorts. He ripped them down my legs, along with my underwear.
I remembered, for a brief second, how insecure I’d felt the first time he’d undressed me in his bedroom, how I’d craved his praise and reassurance. This wasn’t like that. I knew he wasn’t going to shower me with compliments or gently stroke his fingers through my hair. He was like a different person than those times. But he was still Kieran, so it didn’t matter to me.
I let out a strangled gasp as he grasped at my thighs, pulling me closer to him. His strength, and the effortless way he could maneuver me around at his leisure, intensified the arousal pumping through me.
Even though it felt like everything had ramped up to an impossible speed, I couldn’t help but drink in his body with my eyes. His firm pecs and carved stomach, and the way his broadshoulders tapered down perfectly into his hips. Reaching out to him, because I suddenly felt like Ineededto touch him, I laid my hand flat on his chest, right over the roaring lion’s head tattoo with its ornately braided mane, where I could feel his heart thundering under my palm. He was already kneeling between my naked thighs, but I needed him closer.
He groaned low in his throat, hurriedly tugging his own pants off before returning to me. Mesmerized, I watched his thick cock bob with his movements, my hole clenching and aching with need.
A shudder of relief racked through me when he settled his body on top of mine, his mouth going straight for my neck. The moment his lips touched the skin over my omega gland, I felt precum ooze from the tip of my dick to drip onto my stomach, my ass pulsing with wet heat. I was burning up, already ready for him, for whatever he wanted to do to me.
Arching my back, my hips bumped against his to slide our cocks together. I grasped at his sexy, defined shoulders and his muscular back, clawing at him to bring him closer. His tongue scraped over that ultra-sensitive spot on my neck over and over until my whole body was throbbing and my moans were pouring out like warm honey.
