Perfect Ruin (Unyielding #2)(104)

I moaned beneath his bruising mouth, my legs hooking his waist to bring him closer. I had to feel every inch of him. Our mouths became a wild frenzy of need for one another with teeth clashing and lips bruised. My stomach whirled. Between my legs throbbed and I melted into the man who was my always.

He groaned, pulled back, and slid his hands down my arms, to lock on my wrists and drag them above my head. “Want you too much right now. So, I’m going to f*ck you. And it’s going to be hard. You good with that?”

“Yeah,” I whispered.

He stared at me, those piercing green eyes flared with intense desire and need, his mouth inches from mine as he made me wait. His hands moved from my wrists to my hands where our fingers intertwined.

Eyes locked.

Bodies locked.

Our lives locked.

No key fit a perfectly ruined lock. Because that was what we were. Both ruined, but perfect together.

We were always and everything.

“Love you, Kai,” I said.

His eyes flashed and his body tensed. “Always, baby.”

His mouth crashed down on mine. At the same time he pulled out and thrust inside me hard. Then he thrust again and again, hard and without mercy. It was as if he were trying to convince himself I was there in his arms. That I wouldn’t break and disappear on him.

“I’m here,” I whispered. “I’m here and I’m never leaving you.” He’d denied himself love his entire life, but love did conquer. It did prevail.

And now, his life was a fairy tale. It was one f*cked-up fairy tale, but still a fairy tale where the prince gets his princess.

And this prince was mine. Kai was mine just as much as I was his, and he was making certain that was imprinted as he took every part of me.

I moaned as his mouth trailed kisses down the curve of my neck. Then he took my nipple into his mouth and suckled as he continued to pump into me, but slower, softer.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so f*ckin’ damn beautiful.” He flicked his tongue over my nipple then drew it back into his mouth, teasing.

“Kai.” I arched my back.

He ground his hips, rotating against my clit. I gasped, feeling my tightness building.

“London,” he groaned. “Damn it. I can’t… f*ck, come for me baby.”

But he didn’t need to tell me because I was already there. “Oh, God. Oh, God,” I gasped. My body tensed. My insides clenched and waves of desire shot through my body over and over again.

Then he tilted his upper body up and thrust hard and fast several times. “Jesus,” he yelled. His body tensed and shuddered for several seconds before he stopped.

He dropped his head forward in to my neck as his chest heaved in and out. “Fuck,” he whispered.

Kissing my shoulder before he rolled to the side and onto his back, his cock slipped from me and warm liquid trickled down my inner thigh. He brought me with him so I was tucked into his side while his hand went to the back of my head to bring it to rest on his chest.

My leg thrown over his, sheet tangled at our feet, he stroked my hair as we both caught our breath.

He kissed the top of my head. “London.” I tilted my neck so I could look up at him. “Loving you is like finding the light. I can’t ever lose that again, baby. I won’t.”

I slid my hand up over his chest, the rough scars beneath my palms until my finger brushed his lips. “The light was always there, you just had to believe it was. And I’m not going anywhere.”

He lowered his head and I moved up to meet his lips.

It was a slow, tantalizing kiss that caused goose bumps and quivers, and made me want him all over again.

When he drew back, his cocky smirk was there. I loved that smirk. I loved that he could change in a flash from serious to playful to intense. But most of all, I loved that he was resilient. Unyielding. Kai never gave up.

He never gave up on me.

“Hon?”

“Fuck,” he muttered beneath his breath.

“What?” I asked, frowning and sitting up.

“Like you calling me hon.”

“Oh.” I liked calling him that, too. I lifted and threw my leg over his thighs so I straddled him. “I’ll make you a deal.”

His brows lifted. “A deal?”

I nodded then slid my hands down his chest and wiggled my butt on top of him.

His hands settled on my hips and he chuckled. “Another deal? You are brave.”

“Mmmm,” I murmured as I moved down his body, my hand inches from his cock and yet not touching.

“What do you have in mind?” He grabbed my wrist, stopping my hand that was about to wrap around his cock.

I smiled at him. “That if I can make you beg—”

He burst out laughing. I frowned.

“Oh, baby, you can try and I will enjoy you trying, but I don’t beg—ever.” He let go of me. Putting his hands behind his head, he appeared casual and completely relaxed as if he were going to enjoy this. “But please, go right ahead.”

I slowly licked my lips and his eyes darted to them. I inwardly smiled, knowing he was already thinking about my wet mouth wrapped around him. “And if you beg?”

He shrugged. “Whatever you desire, baby.”

I had him. “We arrive on time to the party and we stay until I want to leave.”