Page 79 of The Untamed

He grabs hold of my smacking hand, gripping so tight I know I’ll never get away unless I hack through his wrist with my knife. “I’m sorry.”

“That’s it? You’re sorry? Aren’t you even going to try to fight them on this?”

“What can I do, Rae?” Ryder snarls. “Dad’s word is law.”

“Yeah, and he’s a hypocrite!”

“It’s done,” he mutters. “I’m sorry, but the decision has been made.”

I struggle to free my hand to no avail and opt for pressing the tip of the blade harder into his flesh. He grunts in pain and then a droplet of blood races down his neck.

“It’s stupid,” I choke out. “You’re not going to get me pregnant! You don’t even like me. You’re too busy making Ronan come!” A sob catches in my throat and I hate its very presence. “You two have shut me out.”

With lightning speed and complete surprise to me, Ryder flips us. It happens so fast, I don’t realize it’s happened until I’m staring up at him, his heavy, muscular body pinning mine. He grabs hold of the knife and tosses it several feet away.

“I don’t like you?” Ryder hisses, disgust lacing his words. “Are you fucking kidding me right now?”

I glower up at him because it’s better than crying. “I said what I said.”

He shifts his body until his lower body is pressing against my pussy through our clothes. During our struggle, he’s managed to wedge himself between my thighs. The sudden realization of our position has heat flooding through me and making my core pulse with need.

“I…” Ryder looks away and swallows before turning his fiery gaze back on me. “I more than like you, Rae. I fucking love you. And not in some stupid sibling way either. It’s why I have to leave.”

I blink at him in shock. “What?”

“I said what I said,” he says with a smirk, mirroring my own words back at me. “But it doesn’t matter. We can’t do this shit. It’s not right. Bad things can happen to our babies.”

Our babies.

For someone who never wanted kids, I sure as hell love the sound of those words.

“Blindness is not a birth defect, dumbass. Lots of people are blind and that’s not because they had sex with their sister. It’s just a thing that happens to some people. Like being deaf. I’ve read lots about disabilities.” I’m not sure if I’m totally right, but I’d say just about anything to convince him otherwise. “It’s just biology and maybe God too.”

“Regardless, nothing can happen. Dad won’t allow it.”

Anger swells up inside me again and I open my mouth to tell him where Dad can shove it, but then he’s swiftly moving toward me. Ryder’s surprisingly soft lips press to mine. They’re gentle at first and then he parts them. My own lips follow his motions. I groan when his tongue slips into my mouth, seeking out my own.

Oh my God.

Ryder is kissing me.

And it’s nothing like the slick, playful motions CJ offered with his. Knowing now that there’s a difference, I can’t believe I even kissed CJ in the first place.

This kiss iseverything.

It consumes every cell in my body and wakes up parts of me I never knew existed.

Every thought inside my head turns dark so that all I hear, see, feel is him. Ryder’s possessive, exploring tongue. Ryder’s muffled moans of pleasure. Ryder’s dark eyelashes fanned over his cheeks.

I find myself digging my heels into his ass, drawing him closer. He’s hard everywhere, especially his cock. It presses against my sweet spot, sending desire lashing at every nerve ending in my body.

I want my clothes off so I can feel his skin on mine.

I want to cling to him like this in the river as it rushes around us. To feel him inside me as we kiss like there’s no tomorrow.

“Fuck, I’ll miss you,” he murmurs over my lips before biting on the bottom lip. “You taste so goddamn perfect like I dreamed of.”

His words flutter over me like petals from a flower, soft and delicate, teasing my skin into goose bumps.

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