Page 24 of Taming Raptor

“Fuck.” He buried his face in my neck and his breath tickled my neck. His splayed fingers clutched my shoulders as he gave one last powerful thrust. The throbbing of his release set off the aftershocks of my own.

I think I screamed his name, but it might’ve been unintelligible babble for all I knew. As the raging seas of pleasure began to calm, I clung to him—desperate to stay afloat and so afraid I would drown in him.

For a moment we lay there, mute and panting. I turned my head to press my lips to the racing pulse in mis neck. When I did, he held me tighter. We lay like that until I was starting to doze off. I whimpered when he suddenly withdrew, but sighed in contentment when he snuggled into my side. His heavy arm wrapped rested over my waist, pinning me in place.

Lazily, I rolled my head to take him in. His cheek was nestled into my shoulder, and he huffed out a contented breath but didn’t otherwise move. Still reeling from the intensity of our coupling, I lay there wanting to trace the fine lines at the corners of his eyes.

Appearing boyish in sleep, his dark lashes fanned his cheeks and his mouth parted slightly. It was a disguise, though. Because beneath those closed lids were the mesmerizing eyes of the predator he was named after. In his chest beat the heart of a wild beast—never to be tamed, always elusive.

Sex with him was like that too. Fierce, crazy, intense—but amazing. He was addictive and that scared me. Because something had changed, and I wasn’t sure it was the change I hoped for.

Tonight, I couldn’t help but feel he was saying goodbye.

“Poison”—Alice Cooper

I had no idea what caused it, but I startled and was instantly awake and sitting up in bed. After a few moments my heart rate slowed to normal, and I dragged my hands down my face. The bedside light on her side of the bed was still on, so I turned to shut it off.

The soft slope of her hips caught my attention, and I took that time in the wee hours of the morning to drink her in.

Silken blonde hair in a wild disarray thanks to our earlier activities, beckoned my touch. Unable to stop myself, I gently lifted the ends and sifted them through my fingers.

My dick was immediately in the game, but for once I ignored it. Just like I ignored the fact that she was sleeping in my bed. That was something I never did in the past. In all my relationships, after sex, they were out of my bed and out of my room. Sure, I was attentive and kind because I appreciated the power they gave me when they entrusted their body to me—but they never stayed.

I’d always known giving in to her would be dangerous. Hell, there was a reason I used every excuse in the book for years to keep her away. She was under my skin and in my blood. Because of that, it was likely a blessing in disguise that I would soon be leaving. But motherfucker, the thought of her going back to fucking my brothers after I left sent rage boiling through my veins.

Ignoring the thoughts bombarding me, I followed her silhouette with a feather lite touch. Her skin was so soft and her curves lured me in. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever met. Even when she was too young for me, I’d thought she was stunning. Intent to enjoy every moment, I spooned her warm body. Slowly, I ran my parted lips over the smooth slope of her shoulder.

“Mmmm,” she hummed and wiggled her ass against my already hard length. In a voice husky with sleep, she murmured. “Is that a banana in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”

Before I could hold it back, I chuckled against her arm. Knowing she was awake, I nipped the tender skin at the back. She rolled to face me, and her hand went straight to my erection. “Oh baby, it’s definitely not a banana,” I assured her.

“Oh, my, then I’d say you’re quite happy to see me.”

With a growl, I kicked the sheet to the foot of the bed. Then I proceeded to act as if I was attacking her with bites to every inch I could reach. The sound of her giggles and the way she felt in my arms had me smiling. As I continued my playful torture, she rolled to her back, and I quickly took advantage of her position to maneuver my way between her legs. The way her heated skin set mine afire should’ve been illegal.

My forearms framed her head, allowing me to drop my head to brush my lips across hers. Her hands gently rested on my rib cage, and I gave an involuntary shudder. We continued to softly rub our parted lips back and forth, content to breathe each other in and enjoy the light touch. That damn little voice in the back of my head cackled with glee at my unusual behavior.

For a wild and crazy moment, I considered asking her to go with me. But what could I offer her there? Nothing. She had a life here, though my empty chest ached at the thought of her going on with that life without me. Instead of examining those feelings, I shoved them away. Like I did with all of my feelings.

“I’m very happy to see you,” I murmured before nuzzling her nose with mine. Her lips parted and little puffs of her breathe tickled my cheek and I dragged my mouth lightly along her jaw until I was at her ear. After a nip at the lobe, I whispered, “I need to be inside you.”

She tilted her hips in invitation causing my length to slide through her wet folds.

Fuck, she was going to be the death of me.

All it took was the slightest adjustment of my hips and the tip of my cock was notched in the slippery opening of her pussy. The way she lifted her legs and wrapped them around my ass told me she wanted more. Instead of giving her what we both wanted, I teased her by only giving her shallow little forays into her until she clenched around me and I’d pull out. Rarely one to be playful or gentle in bed, I was a bit shocked that it was so natural with her.

“Adrien, stop teasing, I need you,” she whimpered and dug her heels into my ass.

Instead of running for my life like I should’ve done, I impaled her on my hard and desperate cock. It was instant Nirvana.

“Fuck, you feel good,” I ground out as I fought to keep the beast inside at bay. It warred with the voice that whispered I could always ask her to leave with me. Except that was foolish thinking. I wasn’t an idiot—I’d seen the look in her eyes when she didn’t think I knew she was staring at me. I’d felt the difference in her body, her sounds, her touch.

That’s why you wanted her hands free tonight. The voice taunted and I shoved it away.

I couldn’t let a woman get in my head like that. Not again. No matter the crazy connection we had, she would want more than I could ever give her. My heart had been destroyed years ago and there was no salvaging even a piece of it. But I could make her feel good and I could ruin any future encounters she might have.

Ignoring the voice that told me I was a dumbfuck, I gave her as much of myself as I could. I worshipped at the altar of her body and when we both eventually shattered, we held each other as if it could change everything.

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