“Do you know who he is?”
“Not yet,” his low voice grumbled. His hand slid over my back, almost as if he was trying to soothe me. “Knight has been with him since we brought him in. He’s pretty pissed that Kate was nearly attacked.”
“I want to see him,” I whispered, not even sure about the words until he opened his eyes and stared at me. He knew I meant the guy in the cell, and he didn’t like it.
“Are you sure about that?”
I nodded against his shoulder. “He’s been coming after me since before the wedding. I need to see his face.”
“You might not like where we’re holding him,” he warned.
I knew it wouldn’t be pretty, but maybe if I saw him, maybe it would help to erase the images in my head. “You’ll stay with me?”
“I would never leave your side.”
“Then I’ll be fine.”
I really hoped that was true. I felt like my sanity was slowly slipping away. If I didn’t do something about it fast, I wasn’t sure this would end well for me.
* * *
Sleep never came easily for me, but I somehow managed to drift off curled up next to Asher. I was pretty sure it was the remnants of whatever drug Kate gave me because my eyes drifted closed without a thought of actually going to sleep. When I woke up, Asher’s lips were skimming over my belly and his hands were on my hips, holding me where he wanted me.
I moaned as he used his knee to shove my legs wider. My legs fell shamelessly open and he nestled between them as he continued to trail kisses down my stomach. When his lips latched onto my pussy, my eyes flew open with the realization that he had already stripped me naked.
“Asher,” I said breathlessly.
“Yeah?”
“When did you take off my shorts?”
“When you begged me to.”
I was about to tell him that I was sleeping, so that was impossible, but then his thick finger slid inside me and I forgot about arguing with him. My fingers slid into his hair and I pulled his mouth tighter to my body. My back arched as he devoured me, pushing an orgasm through my body.
“Asher,” I cried out as my body clenched around him.
In a flash, he was hovering over me, pressing his lips to mine. My nipples tightened painfully as he cupped my breast and brushed the pad of his thumb over the taut bud. I needed him inside me now and lifted my hips, trying to urge him inside me.
“Do you need me, baby?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
My breaths came out in harsh pants as his lips latched onto my neck and he sucked hard. His hips rocked against me, pushing his erection through my slick heat. I spread my legs even wider, hoping he would take the hint, but he just kept teasing me.
“Baby, I need to fuck you hard.”
I nodded, threading my fingers through his long, silky strands of hair. He kissed me hard until I could barely breathe, and then my world turned upside down as he flipped me over and closed my legs. I was confused until I felt his cock pressing between my ass cheeks, then sliding through to my pussy. He wanted it tight.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Rea—ah!” I cried out as he shoved his cock deep inside me. His harsh breaths fanned over my neck as he held himself still. It didn’t last, though. Within seconds, he was pulling out and thrusting hard back inside me. My fingers curled in the sheets as pleasure shot through me. But it wasn’t enough. I pushed back, meeting his thrusts in equal measure.
I wanted to feel him deep inside me, pounding into me hard to make me forget everything but him. His hands gripped my hips hard, no doubt leaving bruises from his touch. He jerked my ass into the air, giving me the freedom to take over. I got on all fours and slammed my hips back to match every thrust. It felt so good, and when he wrapped his hand around my hair and pulled, I cried out.
“Baby, I’m gonna come,” he panted in my ear.
I was so close. I just needed a little something to push me over the edge. As if he knew I needed it, his fingers slid over my breast and squeezed. My pussy clenched around him, and then he was slamming into me harder than before, fucking me at a rapid pace. My body spasmed as he spilled his cum inside me, and still he kept up the brutal pace.