Page 96 of Scavenger's Oath

I nod, ever so slightly. Embarrassment washing over melike the water cascading over our bodies.

He grips my chin between two fingers, gentler now. “Say it, Ivy.”

I meet his dark gaze. “I was… I was thinking about you.”

His jaw tightens and he lets out a deep growl before a dangerous smirk curls at the edge of his mouth. “Good girl,” his voice rumbles.

Something bursts open in my chest, pouring warmth through my body and drowning any flicker of shame.

His mouth crashes against mine, hands seizing my body. Wet and demanding and burning with something deeper than desire.

I moan into him, my hands landing on his hard chest.

Backing me into the cold tiled wall, he pins me there with his enormous body, the water rushing around us like white noise as my nipples tighten more. His hard bulge digs into my lower stomach through the soaked fabric.

“You act like you’re scared,” he breathes against my lips. “But your body says different. You react to every touch so readily,” he murmurs.

Leaning closer he trails a finger over my hip and smirks when I shudder. “Like it remembers how my fingers felt. How they slid inside your pussy so easily. How needy you were.”

He grinds against me, and I can’t hold back the moan that slips out. His filthy words tantalise my mind as he sets my nerve endings alight.

“I’m gonna fuck you this time,” he growls into my neck, nipping just beneath my ear. “I’m going to take my time. And you're going to take everything I give you. I want you to feel every inch of me. Understand?”

“Yes,” I gasp through short breaths as my stomach flutters.

His hand moves between us, fingers sliding between mythighs as his other hand tugs his belt loose.

“No one’s saving you from me this time,” he breathes against my neck, his lips dragging over the wet skin.

I nod, breathless.

He lowers his pants down his thick tattooed thighs, pulling out his hard cock. It’s thick, long and heavy.

He’s much bigger than Myles.I’m actually grateful he isn’t pierced.

My insides clench at the sight of it, of him, feral but controlled all at once. His huge length, a silent threat between us.

Then he grabs my thighs and lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he presses my back to wet tile. His fingers dig into my ass as he glides his cock over me, spreading my wetness and coaxing a delirious moan from me.

Phoenix teases me open with the thick head of his cock as he lines himself up before pushing in, slow, inch by aching inch.

I cry out, my nails scraping down his soaked back. He moves slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size. It makes my head spin.

“Fuck. You’re so tight,” he grinds out, head buried in the crook of my neck. “How are you stillsountouched? Even after both Myles and Zane had you.”

“Zane didn't—” My voice is cut off by a gasp as my body clenches, pleasure and pain rippling through me, my head tipping back.

He’s stretching me open with agonizing control, every inch sinking into me with purpose.

“Oh?” He lifts his head, arching a brow. “He didn’t actually fuck you? You just let him eat that pussy, didn’t you? You greedy little slut,” he chuckles.

I should feel ashamed. But something in histone… it almost sounds like he’s impressed.

“F-fuck… Phoenix,” I whimper, grabbing at his huge shoulders as he drives in deeper, beginning to pump slowly.

The bathroom door creaks behind us and my breath catches. “Phoenix…” I gasp, clutching onto him.

But he doesn't stop. Doesn't evenlook. I can’t see past Phoenix’s broad shoulders, but I know who it is.