Halo (Fallen Angel, #1)(71)

The sound Viper made was half groan, half growl, as he removed his hand and reached for the bottle beside him. When the cool liquid hit the heated skin of my crack, I cursed as the muscle there automatically flexed in response.

“Christ. It’s taking every ounce of control I possess not to drill you through that fuckin’ mattress right now, Angel.”

Those words and Viper’s tone should’ve probably shocked me, but as though my body was hard-wired for his, my balls tightened to the point where I had to clamp a fist around myself to stop my release.

“You like that idea,” Viper said, as he stroked two fingers down the same path he’d taken a minute ago. “Get through tonight, Angel, and we can revisit it. Promise.”

God, what would that be like? To have Viper… What did he say? Drill into me?

But before I could think more about it, Viper was easing two fingers inside me and slowly twisting them, widening them until—“Ah, fuck”—he’d hit what had to be my prostate, because it felt unfuckingreal.

I shoved back on him, wanting to feel it again, and the sinister laugh that came from over my shoulder told me that that was the exact reaction Viper had been aiming for. For the next few minutes, Viper continued to drive me out of my ever-loving mind. Teasing and tormenting me, bringing me right there to the brink, only to pull me back from the edge. Then finally, when I thought I might just kill him, Viper pulled his hand free.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him reach for the condom he’d tossed on the bed earlier. As he snatched it up, my body trembled, my entire being now craving his in whatever way he wanted to give it—and when I heard the telltale sound of him ripping open the packet, I let go of my cock and braced my hands on the mattress.

Oh my God, this is really about to happen. I’m about to have sex…with Viper, and if there’d been any doubt in my mind about who it was that had gotten me so wound up, the strong hands now gripping my hips made it crystal clear.

As I stared at the pillow a few inches up the bed from me, I noticed the indentation in it from Viper’s head, and wondered if this is where he’d been last night when he’d called me up and came in my ear.

The thought had me moving back into him, and when Viper’s fingers dug into my skin, I groaned.

“You ready, Angel?” The question wasn’t one I could typically imagine Viper asking. But the fact he was taking the time to make sure I was still on board was exactly why I knew he wasn’t the asshole he’d said he was earlier.

Viper cared enough to make sure that this was just as good for me as it was for him—if not, he would’ve been shoving his way inside me regardless of my response, and that only made him hotter.

“Yes,” I said, though my voice sounded ragged even to my own ears. “So ready.”

Viper smoothed a palm over one of my ass cheeks. “That’s the perfect fuckin’ answer.”

It was the only answer. I’d told him earlier that I’d only be saying yes to him tonight, and one of these days, Viper was going to have to start realizing I meant what I said.

As Viper spread me apart, I felt the head of his cock tease up and down the slippery strip of skin he’d worked over, allowing me to become familiar with having him there, feeling his presence in such a monumental way behind me. I rocked back against him, enjoying the sensation of having something hard to rub up and down against, and as my movements became faster, Viper’s fingers dug harder into my skin.

“Fuck. If you move like that when my cock is inside you, I’m not gonna last long enough to shout your damn name.”

I grinned at the torment in Viper’s voice—not that he could see—because the idea that he was as affected by me as I was by him was one hell of a rush.

“I’ve gotta get in you,” he said as he pushed the tip of his shaft to my opening. “If you want to stop—”

I looked back over my shoulder. “I won’t.”

Viper’s jaw clenched before he lowered his eyes back to what he was doing, and when the wide head of him breached that first tight ring of muscle, my body froze. The burn was instant, the pressure insane, but the promise of what I knew would be on the other side of the discomfort, like when Viper had bit into my shoulder but then drove away the pain with pleasure…? That was the feeling I was chasing, and I knew he’d deliver.

I gripped the covers under me as Viper slowly entered my body, and just when I thought the discomfort might surpass my desire to find the oasis I knew was on the other side, Viper shifted down over me and wound an arm around my waist.

As his naked skin came into contact with mine, his fingers wrapped around my softening cock and stroked. The pleasure I felt was instantaneous, his touch making the lust that had taken a detour come roaring back to the surface, as he settled in behind me and began to work me over.

He kissed along the top of my shoulder and up my neck to my ear, and when Viper sucked on my lobe, I automatically shoved back.

“Goddammit, Angel. How am I ever gonna leave you now?”

My dick jerked as my ass clasped the cock deep inside me, and the curse that left Viper told me whatever I’d just done felt really fucking good.

He drew out of me slowly, every millimeter pure torture until he pushed forward again, filling me up. With Viper’s front flush against my back, I reveled in the way his strong body felt against mine, and as he went to pull out again, I reached back and grabbed his thigh, holding him there.