Wings of the Walker - CoraLee June Page 0,193

felt cautious with expressing my concerns. I knew I shouldn't have pressed her for information, but desperation made people do desperate things.

"Do you think I pushed her too hard?"

"Do you want an honest answer?" Cyler asked. The empathy in his eyes alluded that this would be a hard conversation to have, but I knew that Cyler never did anything unless it was for the greater good.

"Yes."

Cyler stood and walked over towards me. He plopped down on the bed, and I sat up. He then pulled me into his lap before speaking. "Babe, I think that in a short amount of time, you've lost your childhood best friend, moved to a strange new place, fallen in love with six overbearing leaders, were kidnapped, tortured, and held captive in yet another strange land. I think you're tired, a bit traumatized, and it’s a lot to expect you to handle every situation perfectly." Cyler gripped my hand and squeezed. "That being said, it probably wasn't the right time or place, but Dominique doesn't seem...stable? She's seen and done a lot. I think it’s hard for her to look at how your life has turned out compared to hers. "

Cy was right. Dominique was forced to serve not just one, but two sadistic leaders. Selling every part of herself for their protection and a vaccine that no longer worked.

"I never realized how much Josiah protected me from all of this," I whispered while taking my free hand and rubbing the cool metal of my fetter.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you, Babe," Cyler said in a gruff voice while pulling away. "I can't help but wonder if your life would be better at Stonewell’s. Look what has already happened since I brought you to Dormas. You—"

I placed a chaste kiss on Cyler's lips, tasting his cinnamon breath and enjoying the feel of his lips on mine. I wanted to stop him from listing off all the horrible things that have happened. There was only one thing that mattered.

"You rescued me, Cy. Don't you know?"

Cyler claimed my mouth with his, the force of his kiss pressed me back down towards the soft mattress. I moaned into his mouth as he settled between my legs. I took the fabric of his shirt and gathered it in my hands before pulling it over his head. The rough material of his jeans rubbed against the inside of my thighs, creating a tantric resistance that made me squirm while he pulled apart the buttons of my purple dress.

"I love it when you tell me what you want. Say it now, Babe." Cyler's husky voice was layered with lust, and tension washed over me.

"I want you," I replied in a breathy tone while I opened my legs wider so I could feel him more. I didn't stutter like back in the treehouse. That shy woman who felt conflicted by her wants was driven away by the recklessness of our situation. Cyler cupped my breast and massaged me.

He dipped his head and began sucking on my neck while I wrapped my arms around his broad back and pulled him closer. I wanted to feel every inch of his skin on mine. I looked over his shoulder and noticed the door was open .

"We should shut the door," I whispered.

"I think we should keep it open," Cyler replied and I felt his smile against my neck.

"Wh-what if someone walks up here? What about Ju—"

"Jules disappeared again. Allaire is checking on Dominique. And as for the others, I don't give a fuck if they see. Maybe they could learn a thing or two." He chuckled but I still wasn't sure. He continued to work his way down my chest, and I felt his hot breath through the lace of my bra, spreading over my breasts and making my skin pebble with sensitivity.

"But Cy," I moaned while squirming beneath him. He let out a growl and pushed himself up. I looked at his flexed arms and ached to lick his tanned skin.

"How about this," Cyler began before leaning back and taking both hands to push up my dress so that it exposed my stomach, thighs—and everything in between. "I'll give you what you want, and you just try to keep quiet?"

I gasped as his thumbs slipped beneath my underwear, and he pulled them down. I lifted my hips so he could work it over my butt. Cool air hit me, and for a moment I felt nervous. Shy embarrassment made me blush as his hooded