Page 39 of Revenant (Spirit Realm #2)

HICKS

“ G iving up?” I quirk an imperious brow at such nonsense and shake my head. Even when she was being a major pain in my ass, the thought of leaving never crossed my mind. “Not a chance in hell. You’re stuck with me.”

I capture one ankle, then the other, slowly dragging her to the edge of the bed, excited at the thought of her trying to get away.

It’s much too late for that.

She’s mine—she always has been, always will be.

It’s about time that she knows it.

Resting her dainty feet against my chest, I skate my palms up her calves, frowning at the coolness of her skin. I warm my hands without thought, the need to take care of her impossible to ignore. Rue groans as the heat massages her sore muscles, and the beast I carry chuffs in pride at being allowed to take care of her.

I slide my hands over her knees, admiring the way her jeans cling to her like a second skin. She shivers under my touch, and my cock hardens at the image of her sprawled across the bed. Her pink hair is a halo around her head, the windblown strands looking like she just rolled out of bed after a hard night of fucking.

Her mouth is parted, her eyes dazed and heavy with lust.

For me.

She licks her lips, watching me like I’m a side of beef to be devoured, and a possessive snarl rumbles in my chest. My hands land on her hips, a slight tremble to them as I strain to remain in control, and I battle the impulse not to strip her naked and take her hard and fast.

“If you want me to stop, you need to tell me now, or I’m going to fuck you until you’re mine.” My voice is husky with the need to take her over and over until she’s hoarse from screaming my name. “When we are together, no one else exists but me. I’ll demand everything from you. Be sure this is what you want. Once you are mine, I’m never letting you go.”

It’s the only warning she is going to get.

After I claim her, it will be too late.

She will be irrevocably mine.

Instead of being intimidated, Rue hooks her legs around my hips, then grabs the front of my shirt before dragging me so close that her face hovers barely an inch away. My beast chuffs, and I nearly grin at the absurd idea that my possessiveness would scare her away. If anything, the fire that burns inside her is equal to mine.

“Claiming goes both ways.” She searches my face, her teal eyes narrowing in warning. “If you climb into this bed with me, you will be mine, and I don’t share.”

Normally, clingy women are annoying, but her possessiveness is sexy as fuck. She’s different from the others. To her, I’m not a status symbol. She doesn’t care about my money. Fuck, she has more than I do with the investment portfolio she built over the years.

No, she wants me…for me.

It’s a novel experience that leaves me more than a little flustered and uncertain.

And it’s something that I crave desperately.

My control snaps, my hands tighten on her hips, then I curl my fingers around the waistband of her jeans and peel them down her gorgeous legs, my mouth watering with every inch of her that I expose. A startled yelp escapes Rue, and she lands flat on her back, sprawled across the bed. A second later, she is kicking her legs free from her pants, even more impatient than I am, if such a thing were possible.

“Strip,” she demands and scrambles toward the middle of the bed. Even as she rests on the backs of her heels, she’s reaching for the edges of her fuzzy sweater.

But I’m too impatient to wait, allowing the fires raging inside me loose. As if my beast reads my mind, just as eager to lay claim to our female, my clothes incinerate. Rue’s mouth drops, and her eyes widen in surprise. I smirk, brushing the ash from my skin as I stalk toward her. “I win.”

She blinks owlishly before finally dragging her sweater over her head. “What do you win?”

My eyes drop to the pretty pink bra and panty set, and I watch her gorgeous breasts quiver with each breath, her tits begging to be set free. I nearly fall under her sway, shaking my head to break the hold she has over me. “You’re trying to distract me.”

“You tried to do it first.” Rue nibbles on the tip of her finger as her gaze boldly trails down my body. I stand still under her attention, allowing her to look her fill, loving the way her pulse thunders in her neck as she unashamedly enjoys what she sees.

Her attention lowers, and my cock bobs under her worshipful gaze. When she traps her finger between her teeth, the strain of not claiming her is too much to resist. I stride toward her, my cock swaying like a snake dancing to her tune.

I scowl down at the ridiculously large bed separating us, then leap onto the mattress and stalk toward her. When I reach Rue, her attention falls to my cock just inches from her face. I’ve dreamed about her glorious mouth, fantasized about feeding my cock between her bright red lips.

It’s time to make that dream a reality.

I slip my hand around the back of her neck, threading my fingers into her hair, and drag her closer. “Open that pretty mouth of yours.”

Rue doesn’t hesitate to obey, and damn if pre-cum doesn’t bead the tip of my dick. “Have you ever tasted a cock?”

She swallows hard, peering at me from under her lashes, then shakes her head no.

Fucking hell.

Her innocence is going to have me coming on her face like an embarrassing teenager. I grip the base of my cock and trace her lips with it, loving the shimmer of cum along her mouth. The possessive asshole in me loves that I get to have this first with her.

Rue licks her lips, as if hungry for a taste, and I nearly choke on a groan when her pupils dilate with lust. Faster than I can pull away, her tongue flicks out and swipes at the head of my cock. My grip tightens in her hair, and I drag her head back. “So impatient.”

I can’t really admonish her, since I feel the same. Tilting her head back, I force her to look up at me, then I slowly feed her my cock, not stopping until I hit the back of her throat. She gags slightly, but I don’t pull back, don’t release her, letting her familiarize herself with the feeling of having me deep inside of her. “Relax your throat and swallow.”

She obeys, and the muscles of my thighs tremble as I slide deeper, my eyes threatening to roll back up in my head. Her eyes water, and it’s only when she chokes that I pull back. I thrust into her beautiful mouth again and again, guiding her head the way I want her, and she swallows me beautifully.

She’s a quick study, her aptitude almost too much. I’m on the verge of coming when I pull away. She whimpers at the loss, her breathing rough as hunger swirls in her eyes. That’s when I notice her hand down the front of her panties, boldly stroking her clit, and a possessive growl rumbles in my chest. I drop to my knees in front of her, catch her wrist, and yank her hand away. “Mine! No one strokes your pussy but me. Not without my permission.”

She glares at me with a look that promises trouble, but I don’t give her time to speak. I jerk her to me and claim her mouth in a kiss so brutal that she has no choice but to submit. She fights me for control, but it’s not long before she leans into my touch in a silent demand for more.

I grab her thigh and tug, sending her sprawling back onto the bed. I follow her down, loving the way her legs part for me. I take in the view of her, ready and waiting for me, and it’s enough to satisfy my beast.

It’s a sight that I will take with me to my grave.

I loop my fingers into the bottom of her panties and tug. The material easily tears, leaving her bare to my gaze. Her dripping pussy is too much of a temptation, and I swipe my finger through her juices before bringing it to my mouth.

“Delicious,” I growl at the taste of her on my tongue, loving the way she squirms and wiggles her hips in a silent demand for more.

And I’m helpless to resist.

I want her too badly.

Grabbing my cock, I swipe it along her cunt until I’m thoroughly coated. When she arches against me, her little nails digging into my hips, I know she’s ready. I line myself up and slide home in a single thrust. She whimpers, her body clenching around my cock, and I breathe through the need to take her hard and fast.

Allowing her body to adjust to my invasion tests my patience, and my balls ache at the delicious heat of her pussy. When she squirms underneath me in a silent demand for more, I curse and say a prayer at the same time.

I slide out slowly, loving the way her pussy clenches around my cock, as if protesting my leaving. When only my tip remains inside her, I thrust back home, my eyes nearly rolling back up in my head at the satiny feel of her gripping me. I set a relentless pace, loving the way my cock disappears inside her, and it’s not long before her little cunt tightens around me in warning of her impending orgasm.

I pull back before she can come, grinning at the outraged expression on her face. I do it again and again, edging her until she looks ready to outright murder me. When I slowly draw out of her one last time, I leave her completely. Ignoring her snarl of protest, I flip her onto her stomach, grab her hips, then thrust home.

This time, I don’t stop.

I rip off her bra, my claws cutting through the straps, unable to stand anything between us. I stretch over her back, reaching around to cup her breasts, and I torment them ruthlessly. Only when she is a whimpering mess do I trail one hand lower and find her clit.

Meeting my hard and fast strokes, she orgasms with a scream and claws at the bedding. I grin victoriously and finally allow myself to come. It’s only when my cum leaks from her that my beast is satisfied. I pull out of her reluctantly, already hard for her again, but I refuse to give in to my baser urges.

I head toward the bathroom, grab a rag, and clean her up.

Though she’s sleepy, I’m nowhere near done with her yet.

Needing the taste of her, I make her come twice more with my mouth before fucking her one last time with my cock. She’s asleep before I even pull out, the last orgasm exhausting her. I clean her one last time, then crawl back into bed and wrap her up in the safety of my arms.

My fingers trace the detailed tattoo burned into her shoulder, the image of a planchette a stark reminder of how I almost lost her from my own stupidity. I kiss it in apology—a silent promise that I will never take her for granted again.

For the first time since I can remember, I’m able to sleep without nightmares. My grip tightens around the beautiful woman in my arms, and I’m more determined than ever to make sure nothing happens to her again…not giving a shit if the rest of the world needs to burn to ash to do it.