me.
I started rocking my hips and he swore as I rode him, a primal part of me awakening and taking over as I dug my nails into his flesh and increased the pace. He wrapped his arms around me, letting me set the rhythm as I moved on top of him, drawing him in and out as he dipped his head to kiss my neck. His teeth grazed my skin and I shuddered with pleasure, moving faster still as I felt that urgent heat building in me once more, desperate to be unleashed. He reached up to fist a hand in my hair as he carved a line of fire along my collar bone with his mouth.
I could feel him swelling inside me as he continued to curse between breaths, his grip on me unyielding as I moved faster again. My world was spinning once more and the noises leaving me were purely animal as my body tightened around him and it felt a thousand times better than his fingers. He was thick and throbbing inside me and I could sense him holding back as his grip tightened in my hair, just hard enough to tug a little and I gasped as that kind of pain felt impossibly good.
I was already coming apart again and this time it was an explosion somewhere deep inside me as he hit the exact place I needed him to over and over. My body squeezed his and he lowered his mouth to my breast, sucking my nipple as the orgasm washed through me, his hips rising to meet mine as I moved frantically to prolong the force of nature crashing through my being.
"Nicoli," the word tumbled from my lungs and he groaned long and hard.
He pushed me down onto him with a fierce thrust of his hips and held me still, finishing with a dark growl that made me dig my nails deeper into his skin. He rested his forehead to my chest, panting heavily as he held me close and we both bathed in the bliss we'd delivered each other.
He was mine in that moment and I was his. And I never wanted that to change, no matter what fate had in store for us.
I lay in my bed with Winter wrapped in my arms, our naked flesh hot against each other even while it remained freezing cold outside. Her head was on my chest and her fingers trailed over my skin, searching out my scars and caressing them with this fervent kind of attention like they meant something important to her.
After we’d gotten out of the bath and dried off we’d just ended up here like this, quietly resting in each other’s arms and fighting against the need to get moving even as the sun rose beyond the windows. We hadn’t slept. Just laid here together, peaceful in our own company as I kept hearing the way she’d moaned my name and the memory brought a smile to my lips every damn time I thought of it.
“What is it?” I murmured, sensing that something was on her mind.
I was fighting against the desire to stay here like this, prolonging the moment a little so that I could just bathe in this fucking perfect feeling.
I knew we needed to leave. Duke could be out there still and his bosses weren’t going to just forget the fact that I’d killed half of their men and destroyed their whole operation. We couldn’t stay. In fact, we should already be gone. But it was hard to leave. Hard to say goodbye to this place and the people we were here. There were identities waiting for me beyond these walls. Names I wasn’t sure I wanted. Nicoli Vitoli…Angelo Romero…I was both of those men and neither of them. And who knew who Winter was aside from my savage girl. Someone must have been missing her, someone must have loved her before she was taken to this particular slice of hell. We were just two fucked up creatures with too many names and identities between us and I felt like the only place we both knew exactly who we were was right here. Together. What we were to each other was pure and simple, untainted by anyone or anything else. Just us. Alone. And I wished it could stay that way.
She began tracing words on my skin and my cock stirred against her thigh which she’d draped over me. I couldn’t help it. I wanted this girl more