Page 62 of That Sik Luv

“Why are you here?” she asks, squinting to see me in the dim light. “How could you know?”

I swallow, knowing she’s too smart to not question it.

“Because you needed me. And because it’s literally become my job.”

She scoffs, “I didn’t need you. I had this under control. And why is it your job to protect me, Aero? What aren’t you telling me?”

A chuckle leaves my nose before I raise the gun to her temple. I cock a brow before gripping her wrist in my hand, roughly twisting her arm behind her back until she whimpers in pain, and drops the blade to the floor behind her with a thud.

Leaning forward, I press my black-painted face to hers, our foreheads sealing together.

“Don’t go getting too confident yet, darling. You have much to learn,” I growl, tightening my hold on her wrists. “And it’s not my job to protect you. It was never my job to protect you.”

Her eyes crease in the corners as she attempts to study my face. I drop the gun to my side on the bench.

It was my goal to have her protect herself.

Before she can ask any more questions, I bring my other hand around her ass, slapping the soft skin with a firm hand, before pulling the damp underwear to the side again.

“Now sit on this dick and make a fucking mess of me in this house of lies,” I command, pulling her forward.

“Aero—“

I don’t even let her finish whatever was about to come out of her pretty little mouth. I need inside her again before I knock this fucking wooden box over.

Running the head of my cock along her creamy vulva, coating my piercing, I collect her arousal and push the tip back in before pulling her hips down on it, settling myself deep within her warmth where I belong.

She gasps as I stretch her slowly, pausing to embrace my own euphoria. Her upper arms settle on my shoulders and her hands wrap around the back of my head, finding my hair. She runs her fingers into it before grasping on tightly.

A feral growl leaves my throat. “Milk the cum out of your cock, Briony.”

Moaning, she raises to her knees on the bench, then slowly sits back down, swallowing the thick root of me before pulling my head forward against hers by my roots. She lifts on my lap again, her chest heaving beneath the uniformed shirt.

“What was your job, Aero?” she asks, stalling her descent.

Dangerous eyes find hers as I decipher the scenario before me. She’s really pushing me.

“What was the fucking job?” she asks again, sounding more demanding.

My mouth finds hers before she dodges my lips by turning away from me. My teeth graze the sharp line of her jaw, and I bite down, sinking my teeth into the soft flesh, causing her to hiss at the same time I thrust up into her.

I release her from my bite, my hands finding their way around her petite little throat.

“The job is what it’s always been,” I say, tightening my grip, feeling the blood surge through her jugular.

She cries out as I quicken our pace, leaning back and thrusting my hips up into her until I can get as deep as I need to.

“W-what—“ Her mouth tries to form words, but she can’t. I won’t allow any more questions about how we got here.

“To watch you bloom. Before me.” My throaty groans have me pausing to gather myself as I feel her dripping down my length, down to my balls, making my thighs wet with her. “Bloom beneath me.Fuck.Around me.”

She screams out as her pussy clamps down, the spasms, choking my cock. Her head sags forward against mine again, and I loosen my hold on her neck and allow her to fall to my chest. With a few quick, stiff thrusts, I lose myself, following her orgasm with my own.

Her questions will continue because she’s not sure she can trust me. She’s smart to not. I’ll bring her down so badly until I’m the only one left beside her.

Her curiosities will continue until she can wrap her beautiful head around my reasons.

Reasons that might make her run.

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