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And for a moment, they were suspended there.
Everly’s heart was a drum. She could feel Blue’s pound, too, with his chest tight against hers. He seemed almost... wary. And she couldn’t stand it.
She slid her hands to his face again. She traced his beautiful mouth with her fingertips. She held his dark gaze and she smiled, so wide and sure it made her eyes water.
“Blue,” she told him, solemn and soft at once. “You’re not a monster. You’re a man. And I’ve never wanted anyone more.”
He let out a sound, as if she’d torn it from him, and then he was pushing his way inside her.
She was melting, shivering, and still, it took a moment or two for her to accommodate him. But then he was lodged inside her, sunk down deep, and Everly knew she’d never felt anything like this, so good and so right, in her life.
And that was when he began to move.
And every time he slid inside her, it was better. Impossibly, unimaginably better.
Blue set a pace. First slow and steady, then deeper. Determined.
And Everly was there with him. She clutched at his shoulders, and she didn’t simply take his thrusts—she met them.
She felt like liquid.
She felt like his.
And with every roll of his hips, she felt made new.
Part of him. Changed. Electric and free.
He dropped his head to her neck, and pressed his mouth there. His thrusts became wilder. All she could do was hold on and meet him.
Again and again, she met him.
Until she thought the fire might burn them both alive.
“I need you to come again,” he muttered against her neck, and Everly shuddered. “Now.”
And she obeyed him. Once again, she obeyed him.
She drowned herself against him, she whispered his name, and she let herself go. Over and over she tumbled, losing herself in a new shattering, and this time, he was with her.
This time, he called her name, and followed.
And when Everly woke up again, it was to a crashing noise and the sound of glass shattering.
Which was terrifying enough.
But then the walls caught fire.
Fifteen
“Fire!” Everly cried out, still tangled up against him on the couch.
And Blue was in motion again before he fully registered what was happening.
There was the crash. Shattering that he understood came from Everly’s window before he fully put together that something had come through it. And a deep sort ofwhooshing sound that he knew, on a deep level that had everything to do with his years in hell, spelled death. And fast.
Blue rolled to the floor, taking Everly with him and twisting so that he took the brunt of the impact. He rolled her carefully to one side, then sat up to assess the situation and the damage as best he could.
Firebomb.