Page 77 of Immortal Throne

CHAPTERNINETEEN

Iwant him written on my skin.

And the feeling didn’t stop when we made it through the portal. On the other side, the world was exactly as I’d left it, except I had changed. That sliver of calm I’d fought to find in Ba’al’s territory clicked into place when I felt Ryker’s hand on my wrist, squeezing.

A tug brought me further into the cage of his arms. I tilted my head up automatically and he pressed his lips to mine. That tongue swirled in devious circles along the seam of my mouth, and I opened for him easily. Quickly.

He dragged me closer to his powerful body and kissed the air from my lungs. I felt him, hard and pressing against me.

“I’m going to show you, Sloane,” he warned. “Show you all the things I’ve wanted to do to you.”

“Good,” I said against his mouth.

My groan echoed back to me as he pressed me into the wall. Grinding into me, he deepened the kiss and made me forget everything for a few minutes. Or an hour. We staggered along a hallway. I didn’t realize the portal had spat us out inside the castle until he had us at the door to my room. Ryker kicked out, pushing his way into the room with such force I was surprised something didn’t break.

Chupey whined and slunk out the door before we closed it. Apparently, he knew when to choose his battles, and trying to talk us out of this most definitely would be a battle. We’d been heading down this path this whole time.

The heat radiating off Ryker rivaled the scorching burn from the air in the second trial, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“Absolutely.” If he stopped now, I might die.

“Thank fuck.” Ryker pushed me down onto the bed, his tongue between my lips and my heart threatening to burst out of my chest. My veins were alight at the thought of what he planned to do, and what I wanted him to do to me.

“You’re going to scream for me,” he said, nudging my knees apart to settle between them. He slid a hand between us to touch me, and I arched into him. “You’re going to beg, and scream.”

Damn it if I wanted him to make good on those boasts.

“Do you want me to be a good girl, or a bad girl?” I asked breathlessly as he bent to nip his way down my neck.

“I want you to be whatever the fuck you want.”

I liked his answer.

I especially liked when he tugged my shorts down and slid his fingers across the edge of my panties. I was already wet and ready for him.

But Ilovedthe way he growled as he teased me. My blood had turned to liquid honey, my limbs tingling with anticipation, my body humming with need. My panties hit the floor along with my shorts, and Ryker pressed his fingers to my naked core. He started slow, painstakingly slow, building up speed and pressure.

“Oh, God.”

Ryker chuckled darkly in the back of his throat. “Sorry, princess, but he’s got no place here.”

As if to prove his point, Ryker twisted his fingers inside me so slowly I whimpered, shaking beneath him.

I was a few pumps away from combusting and he hadn’t even taken his clothes off yet.

“This has got to go.” I tugged at his pants, my voice commanding and leaving no room for argument. Instead of complying, he caught my hand and shifted it down to cup the large ridge of his erection. He was so hard right now.

“How do I know this isn’t some kind of trick of yours?” Ryker pushed up on his elbows to watch me, his face greedy and his tongue flicking out to wet his lips. “To get me to lower my guard so you can gut me?”

“Don’t even joke,” I said breathlessly. And he was joking. He had my number and knew betrayal wasn’t in my playbook.

To emphasize my point, I squeezed his package and shifted to grab his lower lip between my teeth. Without missing a beat, Ryker groaned and drove his fingers into me faster, making my head spin. The echoes of the seduction trial faded away, leaving only me and Ryker and the heat of our kisses.

“You are such an asshole,” I panted out.

He grinned, leaning down close to me to say, “That’s what you like about me.”

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