if I wasn’t being fair to her, but she was. She belonged to me, just as I belonged to her.
I let my lips trace over her skin, letting only the edges run along her belly, down to her waistband. I let my tongue drift out, flickering it here and there, running it along the line until she was moaning, her legs spreading of their own accord.
I pulled down the waistband, exploring her a little more intimately with my mouth, and when she bit off, “Dammit, Adam, stop teasing me,” I had to grin at her.
My Thea. Always so candid. Always so blunt.
There was barely any fat on her, but I found a little to nip that had her laughing even as her fingers softened their grip on my head.
I peered up at her, saw her smiling, and knew I’d remember this moment until the day I fucking died.
If this was the only taste of heaven I was allowed, then I’d gift us both with paradise.
Shifting off the bed, I stared at her as I shrugged out of my own hoodie. I hadn’t bothered changing either since we’d made it back from the arena, and my tee came off next. When she licked her lips, her eyes roaming over my chest, I gulped, feeling my cock harden further, throbbing as I reached down and unfastened my zipper.
When I was free from the cage, I hissed out a relieved breath and shoved my pants down, toeing out of my sneakers as I went.
When I stood there, naked before her, I felt pride fill me as she looked at me like she’d stopped breathing. Like she couldn’t believe her eyes and didn’t want to blink in case, when she next opened them, I wouldn’t be standing here.
I reached down and grabbed my dick, jacking off once, twice. I wasn’t surprised when she arched up, and her hand came out to hold my cock.
She was surprisingly timid and shy around people, but I wasn’t just anyone, was I?
Even with years and distance between us, I was hers.
Why shouldn’t her less cautious, more adventurous side come out to play?
Feeling blessed, I let my head arch back as she explored me. Her touch was shy, but grew braver as I groaned when she clasped me. I figured she didn’t know what to do, so I covered her fist with mine and guided her, showing her how to touch me.
Her tongue peeped out as she licked her lips, making me want to feel that on my dick, but not this time.
Not now.
“I’ve read enough to know that all virgins say ‘this won’t fit,’ but I really don’t think this will,” she muttered, but there was laughter in her eyes as she stared up at me. “Aren’t you lucky that I like a challenge?”
“I’m very lucky,” I rasped, my tone more serious than hers.
And I was. That she was letting me touch her at all, that she was touching me like this, was a fucking miracle.
Shuddering when she pressed a kiss to the tip, I wanted to both scream with joy and rage.
I didn’t deserve that tender kiss, the soft exploration of her lips as she tasted me like I was something to savor.
But also, the prospect of her doing this with any other guy filled me with outrage.
She was mine.
Just as I was hers, goddammit.
Reaching down, I pushed my fingers through her hair and urged her to look up at me. That twinkle in her eye was something I hadn’t seen in far too long. It made my emotions surge from one side of the spectrum to the other. I wanted her to be like this always, but in a short while, I’d be back with that bitch, my life poisoned once more by a brother who loathed me and a wife who didn’t understand why she couldn’t manipulate me.
I shoved those thoughts aside because they had no place here, not really. They were my reality, but Thea was my everything.
She mattered more than they did, and years of self-preservation had me ignoring and evading her, stepping out of her way because I knew, if I didn’t, I’d crack.
I’d always thought I was selfish, had always believed I was a little too much like Cain for my own good, but I’d stayed away from Thea, wanting her to achieve all her goals, wanting her to succeed, wanting her skill to shine through like she deserved.
I’d known that if I approached her, this would happen. I’d bring her