Dark Kings (Feathers and Fate #1) - Sadie Moss Page 0,58

mine, his head tilting down as mine tilts up.

“I know you’re hiding somethin’, angel. I’m gonna find out what it is. Mark. My. Words.”

His words feel like they fall into my mouth, his breath ghosting over my face, and I can’t suppress the shiver that runs through my body.

He’s dangerous.

Deadly.

Suspicious.

But he’s also only an inch away from me, all of that hard, unyielding muscle pressed against me. Adrenaline is spiking in me, but my body isn’t turning it straight into fear. It’s like my wires are crossed, and instead of beating harder because I’m terrified, my heart thumps wildly in my chest for another reason.

It’s not the lust dust this time. There’s nothing that I can blame it on but myself.

Ford and I stare at each other for a beat—and then at the same moment, like we’re starting a duel, the two of us lunge forward, and our mouths smash together in a rough, passionate kiss.

I haven’t kissed many people in my life. In fact, before today, that number was embarrassingly low. But it doesn’t really matter, because I don’t think anybody in the entire world kisses like Ford does.

His lips move against mine like we’re at war, like he’s trying to conquer me, to eviscerate me. His entire body seems to dominate mine, pinning me to the wall as the scent of leather and sweat invades my nostrils. It’s a wild, masculine smell, and it brings back vivid flashbacks of seeing him fight that werewolf in the ring.

It’s the scent of violence and chaos, of a man who takes what he wants and makes no apologies, who lives his life on a knife’s edge.

And it’s as addicting as a drug.

My breath comes in short gasps every time our lips break apart, and I cling to his thick arms in an attempt to keep myself upright as the world spins around me. He shifts his body again, somehow pressing himself even closer to me as he slants his head, changing the angle of our kiss.

One powerful thigh slides between my legs, and my dress gives way easily, the high slit up the front parting to allow him entrance. The broad muscles of his leg grind against my core, and I let out a shocked whimper as a jolt of sensation zaps through me like a lightning bolt.

I rock my hips against him, pressing away from the wall to force my body closer to his, chasing the incredible feeling.

He’s hard. I can feel his thick length pressing against my lower belly every time I move, can feel him thrusting in time to my movements, our bodies falling into perfect sync as we use each other to find the satisfaction we need.

And I do need this.

Right now, it feels like I need it more than anything in the world.

“Ford!”

I gasp his name, and he shuts me up with another bruising kiss. Our teeth crash together as his tongue invades my mouth, warm and wet and just as demanding as the rest of him.

It’s like he both loves and hates hearing his name on my lips, and I honestly can’t tell if this kiss is a reward or a punishment for saying it. Maybe a bit of both.

His hands slide down my body, following the curve of my butt and hiking me against him until I’m riding his thigh, my sensitive bundle of nerves grinding against him.

“Ford—”

I can’t help it. His name pours from my mouth again, but this time he doesn’t even let me finish before he’s kissing me like a man possessed. Our bodies are gyrating against each other, and my feet are barely even touching the floor anymore. Somehow, my arms have ended up wrapped around his shoulders, and when he bites my lower lip, my grip tightens around him as a wave of sensation explodes inside me.

One of my legs hitches around his waist as a shocked cry falls from my lips, all my muscles tensing and contracting.

“Fuckin’ hell,” he grits out.

His movements slow, the thrusts of his hips becoming harder and jerkier. Then his whole body shudders against me as a low groan rumbles in his chest. His grip on my butt is so tight I’m sure I’ll be able to see the marks of his fingers later, and he keeps me pressed tightly to him as the last of the tremors pass from my body to his and back again.

As the orgasm fades from my system, I blink stupidly.

Holy crap. What just happened?

I just…

Did he just…?

Holy crap.

Ford

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