Page 24 of From Angel to Rogue (Four Foxes #6)

KATY

It was late afternoon by the time Lan and I drove back home. I hoped everything would work out and that we would get to bring Luka home sooner. I had only met him three times now, but I couldn’t bear to be a second without him.

“Katy,” warned Lan’s low throaty grumble, the vibrations of which I felt crackling through my palms.

Confused, I drew my eyes away from the blurring tree lines and met his in the mirror.

He stared right at me with a burning intent when he should be watching the speeding road ahead.

“Lan.” I panicked. “Eyes on the road, please.”

He spared one glance at the road before bringing those smoldering eyes back to me.

“Lan,” I started frowning, but one of his hands caught mine in a tight grip.

It was only then that I noticed I had been absentmindedly running my palms all over his chest and abs over and over again.

And one of my hands was near the waistband of his jeans, my pinky right over the hardness between his thighs.

A loud gasp slipped past my lips, the motion tightening my fingers, which refused to move. Lan’s eyes turned a deeper shade of brown, and in an instant, he swerved to a dirt path by the side of the road.

“What… what are you doing?” My voice echoed louder now that the bike slowed down deeper into the path. I jerked forward as the bike came to an abrupt stop.

“Lan…” The words on my lips were swallowed when he turned back and captured them in a bruising kiss. The kind of kiss that you knew would leave your lips sore and deliciously swollen.

His hand knotted over the back of my neck, pulling me close to his twisted body. I moaned as he tugged my blond strands almost out of their roots, and his tongue spread over every inch of my mouth deeper and deeper.

The feel of his soft, warm lips was familiar, but the heady rush and the burn of it was like a newfound addiction.

He kissed me like we’d never kissed before.

It was sweet and agonizingly delirious.

My lungs were flaming for air when his lips left mine to drag over the curve of my jaw and down to my neck. “Fuck, you smell so fucking good, Katy.”

The low rumble of his voice peaked my nipples and drenched my panties.

I didn’t know how he was balancing me and the bike, but he held me tight, and I trusted him not to let me face-plant on the ground.

He buried his face into my neck, licking and biting the tender flesh over my pulse over and over again, the sharpness of his teeth grazing over my skin wracked an invisible shiver through the curve of my spine.

“Oh God, Lan,” I gasped, my fingers weaving into soft velvety locks.

I liked this side of him. It wasn’t soft and laid back; it was hard and possessive and all-consuming. And I liked it, loved it; it took me right back to the last time we fucked, and my body only wanted to feel all the sensations of that fuck all over again.

I swallowed my heartbeat as his hungry brown eyes locked on mine. It was like we didn’t need to speak a word, but our eyes spoke the need in both of us that wanted to flame brighter.

His one hand curved along the length of my spine till they hiked under my ass, and in a quick maneuver, he lifted my body completely and placed me softly in front of him while he slid farther back.

“This seems dangerous,” I whispered. In this position, I was taller than him by an inch, my ass on the tank and my hands clutching his shoulders tightly.

“I happen to love danger.” He traced a rough finger along the dip of my dress, lower and lower to the tops of my chest peeking from the V of my red dress. The entire time, his eyes were on me, and I lost the ability to breathe.

This version of Lan both scared and excited me. But there was an inkling of a thought in the back of my head. Was this something new, or was he always like this and hid this side of him from me?

That thought only made me sad, thinking of all the ways he changed for me while I changed to fit into a box of societal expectations.

“What’s going on inside that pretty little head of yours?” Lan whispered along my lips, and I felt the thunder of it in my chest.

“I don’t think my head is little, Lan,” I muttered, my forehead on his. “I think it’s pretty big and thinks a little too many unnecessary thoughts.”

A grin spread across his beautiful lips. “Then I think we should free it.”

“How?” I asked, my breath hitching.

“Like this.” His grin widened before he dove into my chest.

My fingernails bit into his shoulders as he unbuttoned the tiny buttons running through the center of my chest and tore open the lace of my bralette, freeing my breasts. They felt heavy and sensitive, aching for his touch.

“Lan,” I moaned when his lips caught onto my nipple, sucking it hard. His rough stubble glided over the swell of my breast as his lip went harder, adding his tongue as he lavished them like he was stealing his favorite dessert after a month of no sugar.

My legs lifted off the sides and wrapped around him. Every inch of my exposed body was touching his, and it was scorching my body alive.

I squirmed, trembling with need when his lips left my nipples. A chill brushed across the wetness he left behind.

“I think you need to be freed more, Katy,” he said, dragging the zipper of his jeans down.

I watched, fighting for air as he took out his long, hard throbbing length.

“How about I replace your thoughts with this?” He pumped his cock into his fist, dragging a thumb along his glistening pearl of pre-cum.

“Think about how good it’s going to feel when I fuck you with it, angel.

The first stretch as I inch into you more and more till your tight pussy swallows my length like it was made for me.

The sounds your wet pussy and my cock would make as I rock hard into you while you scream and moan and writhe for me, and anyone can fucking hear you. You would love that, won’t you?”

My vision blinded almost blurring from his lewd words. In this openness, surrounded by tall trees with the smell of the forest, him and us took over my entire body.

“I want you, Lan, please,” I said shyly.

He brought his thumb to my lips. “Lick it clean, and then I’ll feed your pussy my cock.”

My chest heaved as I closed my lips around his thumb, licking the salty taste of his pre-cum.

“Good girl,” he praised. His feet pressed firmly on the ground, digging his boots into the soft mud. Something only his long, strong legs were capable of doing.

“Lan,” I breathed, biting my lips as I looked at him through my lashes.

He smirked, holding a tight hand on my hip as he lifted me and dragged my panties aside.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Katy,” he said in a sure tone, eyes right on me. The head of his cock touched the opening of my dripping pussy. “I’m going to fuck you so fucking hard. Like you’ve never been fucked before.” His eyes glinted with promise.

A loud moan ripped out of my throat when he sank me entirely onto his length, and my clit rubbed the hilt of his cock.

He pumped slowly, his protective arms like a shield around my body, keeping me safe while his cock drove me insane.

I mewed, rocking my hips into him, but he jerked his hips too slowly like he had all the time in the world.

I wanted him to go harder.

“Lan, please, faster,” I pleaded, spots crowding the edges of my vision. “I need faster.”

He smirked, and suddenly, the engine purred alive underneath us, shooting shock waves between both our thighs.

I groaned, my heart thundering.

Lan’s slow pace turned into an intense high as he pounded his thick long cock in sharp stabbing motions, filling me completely as the angle of his slams hit the sweetest spot inside me over and over and over again.

My sweaty forehead on his, our breaths mingling as one, as he kept his ruthless pace.

“Good?” His lips tugged into a faint smile as his one hand held my cheek in a possessive grip while his cock slammed into me.

“Y…yes,” I whispered, holding eyes with my boy while he took my body for his pleasure.

“I’ve wanted to ride you on my fucking ride for a long time, angel,” Lan grunted, gritting his teeth as he went harder, pistoning out of me in a blur, and his legs shook from the rhythm.

My pussy clamped over his thickness as it seared me from inside out, the loud screams of my moans, the slap of our thighs and Lan’s lewd words laced with the sounds of the forest.

“Paint my bike in all your juices so I could have you all over me when I ride.” His teeth caught the skin of my cheek. “Hold tight, I’m going to fill you up with my cum now. I want it leaking out of you the entire time we ride home, angel.”

“You’ve got a dirty mouth,” I spewed through my labored breaths.

“Don’t I know it?” He smirked. “Now get ready and squeeze that pussy tight while I give you what your slut of a body craves.”

I held on tight to him as he leaned lower and gripped the handlebars, the balls of his feet rising in the air as he jerked into me in powerful strokes.

Our vigorous fucking shook the bike in a trembling force, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Lan,” I choked, my vision turning pitch black as my core tightened like a vise around his pounding cock. Waves of pleasure rolled off my body, and I let go as it crashed over me in a blinding high.

Lan grunted low in a guttural moan, pouring ropes and ropes of his hot cum deep into me.

“Fuck, angel,” he whispered, turning off the engine as he parked the bike into a kickstand. He gathered me carefully in his arms while he adjusted my clothes.

It took minutes to calm the race in my heart, but I’d never felt more relaxed.

Lan and I didn’t speak another word till he dropped me off at the apartment, promising he would come see me in a couple of days, and I waved goodbye to him, not being able to keep the happy smile off my lips.

I didn’t know what this meant for Lan and me, but for the first time, I didn’t overthink it, nor did I care about it.

Lan and I were inevitable. It didn’t matter the boulders of mountains I created between us. There was no me without him and no him without me.

I knew we would meet each other at the top, and this time, I didn’t want to stress about the journey or the how.

I wanted to leave that to fate and time.

Because Lan and I?

We were the endgame.