suddenly, I’m coming.
I shatter, shivering and gasping for air as I shamelessly rock against his cock. Over and over, my cum leaks all over him, making him and my thighs slick and glistening. He growls deeply, thrusting against me until suddenly, his muscles tighten.
“Make me come, angel,” he hisses. “Make me fucking come.”
He thrusts against me, and suddenly, I feel it. I cry out, another orgasm shattering over me as his hot sticky cum spurts from his thick head. It splashes over my tummy, and my thighs, and it drips down his cock and runs in hot little sticky rivulets across my pussy. I kiss him hungrily and scream into his mouth as I rock against him, grinding my messy pussy against his throbbing, pulsing cock until we come to a panting halt.
I cling to him, shivering, like I’m holding on for dear life. I know he hasn’t taken my virginity—not technically, at least. But, it’s more intimate than anything I’ve ever felt in my entire life. I kiss him slowly, never wanting to let him go. For a second, I feel silly, and clingy, so I start to uncoil from him. But he stops me, and holds me tight, like he’s read my mind.
“You’re not clingy, baby,” he purrs. “I never want your hands to leave me.”
I melt into him, kissing him slowly as we just rock together, time and the rest of the world melting around us.
“Se?orita Del Campo!”
I almost scream at the knock on the door to my room. Hush bristles, growling as he rolls me over as if to shield me with his body. The knock thunders again.
“Se?orita! Por favor!”
Hush glances at me, and then the door again, snarling lowly.
“What—what is it?” I call out breathlessly.
“The compound is on lockdown,” the man yells in Spanish.
I freeze. Oh fuck, they know Hush is missing. I turn to him, my face white but he shakes his head.
“If I was missing, they wouldn’t have knocked,” he growls.
“One of your father’s men is missing!” the man yells through the door.
I turn to Hush, and he grins.
“Okay!” I call back through the door. “Well, what do you need?”
“Just for you to stay in your room! We’ll be outside guarding!”
“I’m fine! You really don’t have to—”
“Your father insists, se?orita!”
I sigh. “Okay, okay. Fine.”
I look at Hush and bite my lip. “You need to run.”
He frowns. “No.”
“Yes, you do,” I say, my voice tight. “You’re out of the cage, you’re free.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Hush, run.”
He scowls. “Not without you, angel. And besides, though I never want to leave you, I need to get back.”
I frown. “To…” my mouth falls open in horror. “To the cage? To your cell?”
“Yes.”
“No!”
“They’ll realize soon enough it’s their missing man, not me in there,” he growls. “And we can’t run together right now, it’s too hot with the alarm raised.”
“Hush,” I gasp urgently. “Please! You have to go without me!”
“Not a fucking chance,” he growls, and without another thought, he scoops me tightly into his arms, and he crushes his lips to mine. I moan, kissing him eagerly, giving him every part of me as I do, before slowly, we pull apart.
Hush slides from the bed, not looking happy about it as he grabs his jeans. I kneel at the edge of the bed, and he growls and scoops me against him. He kisses me deeply—hard and bruising, taking my breath away.
“Tonight,” he groans.
“Tonight was…” I blush.
“It won’t be the last time,” he whispers as he leans in, cups my jaw in his huge hand, and kisses me slow and deep. He pulls away and turns to the balcony. I follow, stepping through the doors after him into the cool desert night.
“You should run,” I whisper, wrapping my arms around him from behind and kissing his huge, muscled back.
“But I won’t. Not without you.”
He swings over the edge, grabbing ahold of the ivy vines tangling down the trellises.
“I’ll be back for you, my rose,” he growls. He leans in and kisses me fiercely one last time, and then, he’s gone back into the darkness.
Chapter Eleven
Hush
I spend the next week in my cage. Entirely.
No fights, no exercise yard, nothing. They’re freaked about Carlos being missing, of course. And they come for me, also of course. For a week, it’s basically beatings, tasering, shouted questions—rinse, repeat. But I just stay silent.
And what do they have on me? I’m in a locked cage, after all, and I know they won’t find Carlos. After I left Catalina’s room, I came back here, collected