Chapter Ten

Aiden

It made me so fucking mad that she decided to involve another family member without consulting me. I was already struggling with the knowledge she’d had a sexual relationship with James. This was the icing on the cake. I tried so hard to keep my need to control her at bay. I was failing her on so many levels. This fucking girl really was going to be the death of me.

“Strip. Bedroom. Now.”

I stepped back from her. She turned to me, eyes wide.

“I’ve been in the office all day. Can’t we eat first?”

I held back from grabbing her and forcing her in the bedroom. One of my hands curled into a fist at my side. Her eyes went to it.

“Aiden, what’s wrong?”

I really was being a fucking dick. How many times had I told myself I needed to be better for her? Here I was, losing my shit all over again.

I walked away, shrugging off my coat and planting myself in one of her dining table chairs.

Get a fucking grip.

“Nothing. We can eat first.”

My fingers itched to be on her. My need to have Avery at my mercy returned with full force. Battling with my darker urges was always a fucking problem.

She walked over to me and ran her fingers through my hair. I almost growled in response. Her hands on me didn’t help my rapidly disintegrating control.

“I don’t believe you.”

“Just make dinner.”

Her fingers stilled at my tone. She retracted her hand, instead, pressing it to my shoulder as she got down on her knees in front of me. Her hand dropped, running up my thigh. I didn’t stop her when it reached my throbbing cock. Her eyes met mine, something dark simmering in those hazel depths.

“How about you feed me this instead?”

Her fingers made quick work of my jeans. My mouth went dry when she pulled my cock out and ran her hand along its length. Instead of her being at my mercy, I was currently utterly at hers.

I groaned when she ran her tongue around the crown of my cock. Fuck. She really knew how to drive me crazy. I barely had time to breathe when she took me in her mouth. She wasn’t gentle. Her teeth grazed my skin and I jolted upwards, shoving more in her mouth. My hand immediately went to her hair, fingers digging into her scalp.

“Fuck. Fuck. Don’t stop, Avery, please. Fuck.”

She kept going, taking more until I hit the back of her throat. Her small hand wrapped around the base of me. I wanted more. I needed fucking more. I wanted her to take everything. She was fucking mine.

She didn’t stop. A minute later, my cock was buried down her throat and I was in heaven. I stared down at the top of her head bobbing up and down. For a girl who’d never sucked cock before we met, she certainly knew how to work her mouth. I was so fucking close to blowing my load already.

My eyes fell on my wrist where her initial was branded onto my skin. The reminder I was hers just as much as she was mine. It sent me over the edge. I grunted, my cock spurting hot, sticky streams down her throat. She didn’t move away until I dropped my hand to my thigh.

She got up off the floor, swallowed and kissed my cheek before walking towards the kitchen. She washed her hands and proceeded to pull out a chopping board and a knife.

“How long do you think Uncle Charlie will have someone watching my house? I don’t really feel at home here.”

I blinked, staring at her. My girl had just sucked my cock and now she was calmly chopping up chicken and talking to me like nothing happened. What the fuck did I do to deserve her?

“You don’t feel at home here?”

“No, yours is home now.”

I didn’t know what to say to that. On the one hand, I was happy she knew she belonged with me. On the other, her being at mine came with added danger now she was back in the world.