Page 102 of Piece You Saved

His lips part and he groans deep in his chest as he eases my body over his, inch by slow inch. He fills me so completely I want to have him live inside me.

I frame his face with one hand, a face I can’t get enough of. Along the way, I went from wanting him to needing him, and then… loving him. I don’t know when or where it happened, but I can’t imagine not having him in my life.

And yet I have to.

For Sam to live, for the Hounds to live, I have to go back to Rylan, even if being with him again will shatter my mind.

Aden lifts me and brings me down on him again, harder now, filling me up. I grip his ass, my nails digging into hot, muscled flesh. My head goes back, and we both groan.

He rolls his hips, driving into me right to the hilt, and holds himself deep. I gasp, clutching him close as my slick, sweat-dampened body glides over his.

Angling my head, I lean close and kiss him, slow, deep, wanting him to know how I feel about him. How much I’ll miss him. I kiss him like I love him, because I do.

He groans, wraps his arm tight around my back, and deepens the kiss a second before he eases his hips away and thrusts harder into me.

I moan.

We barely breathe as Aden pins me to the bathroom wall and fucks me with sweet need. I didn’t know you could love someone against a wall like this. I slide my hands over his sweat-dampened muscled back as he pumps. His husky groans—sometimes my name, sometimes something unintelligible—are doing something curious to my insides.

His hand cups my hip as he changes the angle and holds me there, finding a new place to stroke inside me that makes me gasp. “Aden!”

He increases the pace. He’s close now. I’m closer as I break the kiss and taste the salt from his shoulder. My muscles ripple around him, and I fight to hold my release back when I desperately want to fling myself over the edge.

This might be the last time we ever do this.

I blink. A tear splashes my cheek. Aden slows his thrusts to kiss it away.

He slides his fingers between us, finds my swollen clit, and circles it, lovingly brushes it, and then strokes it.

Eyes wide, I stare into his, locking my legs tighter around his hips.

“Aden.” My voice quivers as my body hovers on the edge of release. He eases away from me and strokes deep.

I shatter.

I’m falling, panting, as Aden strokes into me twice more, groans, and presses his forehead on my neck as he jerks inside me, filling me with heat.

We don’t move for the longest time.

I wish I could stay wrapped in his arms forever, his body lodged deep in mine… forever.

But as our breathing steadies, I rest my head back on the wall, my movement stirring him to lift his forehead from my neck and meet my eye.

I smile sadly at him. “I have to do this.”

He doesn’t pretend to misunderstand me, and he doesn’t ask what I mean. He cradles my nape with one hand, leans in close, and kisses me sweetly on the lips.

“We’ll find another way, Saige.”

I take in a deep breath, release it, and stare at his mouth, because I can’t look him in the eye for this. I hadn’t believed I would ever say this—or feel this—ever again after Rylan took my love, twisted it, and made me think love was something capable of destroying you.

Until now.

“You say you can’t let me do this because you love me. I can’t let you get hurt because I love you too.”

Silence.

Regret slices into me, sharp and jagged. He’s decided he doesn’t love me at all. Or I misheard him before when he told me he loved me. Maybe it was all in my—

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