Page 28 of Volatile King (The Kings of Wayward Academy #6)

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God help me, Ren was the penance I had to pay for my past. She was my punishment and my salvation wrapped in one beautiful package.

There was a thin line between love and obsession, and she kept pushing me over the edge into dangerous territory.

My mind turned to static, and there was nothing but her.

Ren’s scent filled my head. Her lips still tasted like strawberries, and I feasted on her like she was my last meal.

Ren moaned into my mouth as her arms tightened around my neck. My entire fucking body ached to be inside of her, to claim her, to wipe away everything other than the feel of her body.

I carried her into the den like she was breakable, but fuck if the way she kissed me didn’t feel like a dare. Ren wanted to be ruined. Worshiped. She was telling me that she trusted me to hurt her in all the ways she needed.

Reaching the couch, I started to lay her down, but she clung tighter to me.

“Careful,” she rasped against my jaw as I lowered her onto the cushions.

“Always,” I said, and meant it. I’d never been like this with anyone, but everything inside me screamed to care for Princess as much as I wanted to ruin her.

Ren kissed me like someone begging for oxygen after drowning, and it was driving me insane. She drove me insane.

I hovered over her, my forearms braced beside her head, eyes locked on her flushed face. Ren stared up at me like I was someone special. I didn’t feel special. I felt like a starved demon wanting to consume her.

“I fucking want you so bad.” My voice came out rough and needy.

Her lips parted. No words. Just a slow nod. Her eyes were glassy with desire that matched mine. One hand rose shakily to cup my cheek. Her thumb brushed over my bottom lip as if she was trying to speak through touch instead.

My control frayed like a rope tearing under pressure.

“You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”

I traced my fingers down her side, stopping at the bottom of the sweatshirt she was wearing. I needed to dress her in my stuff. I was getting tired of seeing her in everyone else’s clothes.

“You kiss me like you want to start a war, but then accuse me of being dangerous.”

She blinked slowly, mouth twitching up into the faintest smile. Her hand fisted my shirt, dragging me closer. Again, no words were needed. Her body said everything.

Kissing her slowly, I let her feel the weight of my slipping restraint.

“I’m going to worship every inch of you,” I murmured. My mouth brushed her cheek, her jaw, and the corner of her lips. “Until you forget there was ever any pain in your life. Until your body only remembers me.”

She sucked in a breath as I kissed down her throat, my tongue trailing along the soft dip above her collarbone.

“Nash…”

My name came out broken, and this time it had nothing to do with the injury to her head.

“Lie still,” I breathed. “Let me make you feel good, Princess.”

My hand skimmed beneath the hoodie and her tank top, dragging slowly across her ribs. Ren’s breath hitched, and goosebumps rose at my touch.

“You like that?” She nodded. “How about this?” My hand slid higher, cupping her breast. Ren nodded, her eyes never leaving mine.

Her nipple was hard. I rolled it between my fingers, teasing her, and didn’t stop until she was wiggling beneath me.

She bit her lip, and I smiled, loving the effect I had on her.

“I’ve got you,” I promised.

She nodded again, eyes wide and filled with desperation that spoke to me.

“Sit up,” I said, pulling away.

Ren straightened, and I slid the hoodie and tank up slowly, letting my knuckles brush over her skin until I lifted it over her head. She winced faintly when the fabric tugged on her hair.

I froze. “Are you okay?”

Ren nodded and lay back down. Her hands tugged at mine like she couldn’t stand the distance between us.

“Jesus,” I muttered. “You’re so fucking perfect it hurts.”

I nuzzled her chest, nipping and kissing across the swell of her breast, leaving wet trails with my tongue until she arched into me. Stopping at her nipple, I flicked my tongue over the sensitive bit of skin, and Ren gripped my hair.

“You like that?”

She nodded, gasping as I moved to the second one and gave it equal treatment.

Her shorts were next to go. I peeled them down her legs with shaking hands. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

“Fuck, Princess.…” My voice cracked around her name as I stared at Ren in all her perfection.

Ren reached for me, fingers dragging down my chest, and nails raking softly over my skin. Her thighs fell open in invitation, and I groaned.

Continuing down her stomach and then further still, I placed kisses all the way to the inside of her thigh.

“I want you dripping for me,” I growled against her skin. “I want to taste what I do to you…I want to taste how much you fucking crave me, Princess.”

Her hips answered for her as she pressed her pussy up toward my mouth. Unable to hold back anymore I kissed her I let her see how she’d destroyed every fucking wall. My tongue teased her while I eased a finger inside.

“Oh…”

I looked up but kept flicking my tongue over her swollen clit. Her legs were trembling against my shoulders, and her strangled moans filled the air.

She was close. So, fucking close. I felt it in the way her body rolled and her muscles tightened. Ren’s fingers twisted in my hair as her breath came in shallow gasps.

“You’re mine,” I growled against her pussy. “Say it.”

“I…I’m….” Her breath stuttered. “Yours.”

“Say my name while you come for me.”

“N…Nash…oh god…Nash.”

“Good girl, Princess,” I praised, loving the sound of my voice tumbling from her desperate lips as she begged me to give her what she wanted.

Ren’s back arched off the couch when I sucked on her clit.

She came hard, and her thighs closed around my head like she couldn’t bear to let go, pulling me closer.

I gripped her ass and drove my tongue deeper to get every last drop of her orgasm.

She suddenly went lax, panting in the afterglow of her release.

Fuck me. I could stare at Ren just like this for the rest of my life and never grow tired of the sight.

I kissed my way up her stomach, her chest, her throat, until I was hovering over her. I cupped her cheek, and she pressed into my hand.

“You okay?”

Her lips moved, but she didn’t speak. Instead, she lifted her head just enough to kiss me. Slow and completely satisfied. Her answer.

I kissed her back, filthy and full of an uncontrollable desire. She moaned and dug her nails into my shoulders.

“I need to be inside you,” I said with a gasp. “Right now.”

Her eyes locked on mine as she reached between us, brushing my waistband, and nodding hard. I undressed as fast as I could, her hands helping wherever she was able. When I finally slid between her thighs, we both stopped breathing.

“Ready?”

“Yes,” she said, her voice raspy.

Pressing forward, I slowly spread her open to take me. Fuck she was hot, tight, and so incredibly wet. Her body clenched and squeezed my cock as the last few inches slid inside. Ren’s legs wrapped around my waist, and I pushed even deeper.

“Fuck,” I growled, keeping eye contact the entire time. “I want you to remember who’s making you feel this way.” I pulled out a few inches and pushed back in. She shivered. “You’re mine, Princess. Say it.”

“I’m…yours.”

She did. God, she did, and it felt different, like the last pieces of what held each of us back had finally slipped away.

Moving with patience, every stroke felt like a storm barely contained. My body ached, and my cock throbbed, begging to come deep inside of her. Ren’s hands clutched at me as her mouth dragged along my throat, and her legs tightened around my waist.

“Nash.”

“Yes, come for me. Come all over my cock. I want it. I want you.”

She whimpered against my neck, her nails scratching my back.

I kept the rhythm slow but deep, grinding my hips to reach every place she needed. Her mouth found mine again…wet, and wild in her desperation.

She broke first. Her body clenched around me, her breath caught, and she trembled beneath me like she couldn’t take one more second of the sweet agony.

She bit into my shoulder and I fucking loved the feel of her teeth pressing into my skin.

She screamed softly when I didn’t let up.

I fucked her through it, watching her fall apart, and seeing every raw emotion ripple through her.

“That’s it, Princess. Let me have it. Let me wreck you, again.”

I kissed her jaw and whispered every filthy thing I’d ever thought about doing to her like it was my personal prayer book.

“That’s it. Fucking let go. Give me everything you’ve got. Soak my cock. You feel amazing. You’re perfect.” I nipped at a spot on her neck. Fuck it. I began to suck, marking her as mine. I didn’t give a fuck if the guys saw it—Ren was my queen.

She moaned, and her hips rocked harder as she rolled them up to meet me.

“Be a good fucking girl and touch yourself. I want to feel your fingers playing with your pussy, while I fuck you.” I growled and resumed sucking on her neck.

Her hand caressed my stomach as it slipped between our bodies, and I trembled. My cock jerked inside of her as I held myself back for a little longer. I wanted that third climax. It was mine as much as she was.

The flexing of her walls started up at a rhythmical pace like a heartbeat. Ren whimpered, her hand rubbing faster.

Yes, oh fuck yes, yes.

She went rigid and clamped down around me. That was it, I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I thrust into her hard, causing the couch to groan under the pressure. My abs tightened, and my balls pulled up. I swore as the first shot of come left my body. I pumped faster, spilling inside her and calling her name. Know matter what happened in the months to come, I was all in…forever.

“Mine,” I roared like an animal against her neck.

“Yours,” she responded as I collapsed on top of her, panting.

My forehead rested on hers, while my heart pounded. Ren blinked up at me, her hand rising to trace my jaw.

I didn’t want to pull out yet, so I maneuvered into a more comfortable position. Ren’s back was to the couch, and I grabbed the throw blanket to cover us. She nestled into me with one leg hooked lazily over my hip.

“I’m going to fuck you again. Probably when you’re sound asleep, but my cock is not leaving your pussy.” She smiled. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you come again so that your dreams are also filled with me,” I whispered.

Ren shook her head like I was being ridiculous, but she didn’t tell me no. Instead, she held me tighter.

“I hate you,” I whispered into her hair.

She looked up at me and mouthed, “Liar.”

“It’s true,” I said, smiling at her. “I hate how much I need you. I hate how much you make me feel. Most of all I hate how much I fucking love you.”

Her hand rested over my heart.

“I…hate you…too,” she breathed.

I kissed the corner of her mouth.

“I know.”

She snuggled into my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her, holding her as tight as she held me—like she never wanted to let go.

I felt that deep in my bones because I felt the same way.

Even as my eyes fluttered closed and sleep pulled me under, I felt my cock growing hard again. Fuck, my queen was going to kill me, and I was here for it.