All Souls' Night - Renee Rose Page 0,305

mouth brands a hot trail over my chest and he grabs my shaft, so turgid after thinking about our session this morning. His hand lazily strokes me.

I groan.

“Mmm, rise and shine, handsome.” His deep voice flutters against my chest. He turns a sleepy smile toward me.

I can’t pretend I’m not scared. “I need to know why you pushed me away.”

His smile fades and he rests his cheek on my chest. “Do we have to talk about this right now?”

“Alex, I can’t even begin to tell you how much that break-up tore me apart. You said you didn’t love me, that I was only another—”

“I know what I said.”

I tighten my grip on his shoulder when he tries to rise. “How can you expect me to give you a second chance when I could be setting myself up for another heartache?” I pinch his chin and force him to look at me. “How do I know you’re not going to do it again?”

“I did it to protect you.”

“Protect me? From what?”

Alex props himself upon his elbow. “Theo, please, you have to promise me you’re not going to try to charge back to London and try to fix the past. That’s behind us now, and—”

“Bartholomew wanted me dead?”

Worry clouds his eyes. “Yes.”

Of course he did. How did I not see that?

He places a hand over my heart. “Don’t tell me you wouldn’t have stormed the castle for me. Because if you didn’t care enough to risk everything so we could be together, then I was a fool to have pushed you away. And the pain I caused you wasn’t worth the sacrifice.”

“No. No, you’re right. That’s exactly what I would have done.” The way I felt about Alexander at that time, I would have been foolish enough to challenge Bartholomew and either gotten myself killed, or my sire would have interfered to protect me, and Bartholomew and Lucius would have been at war.

Alex was right.

He caresses my cheek. “I’m not blaming you for how everything turned out. I was willing to sacrifice everything to have you, too. Everything…except you. I just wish I didn’t have to hurt you in the process, but I couldn’t think of any other way.”

And if I had challenged Bartholomew, Alex could have ended up the casualty instead of—or with—me. I thread my fingers through the dark curls on the back of his head and pull him toward me, fusing my mouth to his. My heart skips when his beard scrapes my jaw.

He pumps against me, dragging the length of his erection along my hip, pressing his sac into my thigh. My cock aches with pressure as our tongues duel. I break away and flip onto my stomach as I reach across the bed to grab the lube from the nightstand. With my left knee bent, and my right leg straight, my ass is deliberately on display for him, and I revel at the low growl Alex breathes against my spine. He palms my ass. His hand slides between my legs and cups my balls. I arch my back, pressing my backside against his arm, giving him access to my cock, which he grabs with greedy fingers.

I reach behind me and hand him the lube.

His breath hitches. The top snaps open.

I smile against the mattress. “I did ravish you rather harshly this morning. It’s only fair.”

Alex smears lube between my cheeks and scoffs. “That was fucking amazing.” His lubed dick slides against the crack of my ass, the head teasingly stroking my hole. “I certainly hope you’re not apologizing for that,” he purrs against my ear.

“Not at all.” I shudder as his cock slips inside me, past the first ring of muscle.

He buries himself to the hilt inside me, both of us groaning, his full weight upon me. I lift my ass into him, driving him deeper. Alex grabs my hips and yanks me to my knees. His dick slides in and out, tip to balls, slow and deliberate. I fist my cock, matching his pace and controlling the build.

“Fuck, you’re tight. I’ve missed this ass.” His hand cracks against my cheek and I grunt at the sharp sting, which fades away too quickly.

Alex picks up his pace, his balls slapping against mine, his tempo bruising as he drives deep, hard. In moments, his legs are trembling. “Shit, I’m gonna come.”

“Do it, Alex. Pound my ass.”

And he does, crying out and clutching my hips as he spears me through his climax.

But I’m not done with him yet. I