Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 59146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
“Good.” He stood then, and I felt him line up behind me, the head of his cock pushing in slowly. He took his time, stretching me, inch by inch, until he was fully seated and I was gasping from how full he made me feel.
He started moving, fucking me slowly at first, then with more force as I pressed back against him. I braced my hands on the tree. I could feel the wind on my bare ass, the sweat gathering between my shoulder blades, the bite of the air on my ass just before he smacked one cheek.
Inferno gripped my hips with both hands, pulling me back onto him in hard, even thrusts. I loved the way he claimed my body. I craved it. I wanted to belong to this man, wanted to mark this moment on my body, so I would never forget.
He slowed, just a little, and bent over me, mouth at my ear. “You like it when I fuck you?”
“Yes.” My voice was a breathless whimper. “Harder!”
He obliged, and the angle shifted, and all at once my whole body was on fire. I came fast, in a messy, desperate thing, and he didn’t let up even a little. He chased me right over the edge, then followed after with a groan that was all animal possessiveness and satisfaction.
He finished with a few savage thrusts, then slumped against my back, his forehead pressed between my shoulder blades. I stayed braced on the tree, trembling all over, every muscle spent.
When I finally straightened up, my hair was a disaster and I was half-naked in the fading light. And I had Inferno’s seed leaking from my pussy and down one thigh. He helped me pull my jeans around my hips, but that’s as far as we got. And I didn’t even care. I turned and faced him. His hands were still on my hips, holding me there, like he was afraid I’d drift off if he let go.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face against him. “Inferno.” His name was more of a sigh.
“Yeah, baby?”
“I’ve never wanted anything in this world the way I want you.”
He stilled, urging me to look at him with his fingers tilting my chin. “You have me, Juniper. I’m yours. I’ll keep you safe as long as you’ll have me.”
I meant to kiss him then, but he beat me to it. He lifted me to cradle me in his arms, then sank to his knees on the plush grass beneath the trees. I laughed, and he laid me down before leaning in to kiss me again.
When he ended the kiss, he lay back with one arm under his head and the other one around me. I had my head on his chest and sighed in contentment before settling still against him.
We lay there for a long time, neither of us saying a word. And yes, I was fully aware he’d come inside me. I had an implant, but this was a line I had never crossed before and, though I didn’t regret the act, I admitted to being uncomfortable with how right the claim felt. And we both knew it was a claim.
The sun dropped behind the ridge, turning the whole valley gold and pink before fading into a dark blue. I watched the sky until the stars started coming out, little pinpricks of light in the wash of twilight.
After a while, Inferno rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow. He looked at me like he wanted to memorize every inch of my face.
“You ever think about what comes next?” he said, voice low. “After all this is over?”
I thought about it. I really did. I pictured a life where I woke up next to this man, made him coffee, maybe bitched about how he tracked crumbs all over my kitchen. I imagined what it would be like to just exist together, not because we were both broken, but because we’d put ourselves back together and decided to try for something better.
“Yeah,” I said. “I think about it.”
He nodded, satisfied. “Good. Because I want to be there with you in that future.” He held me tighter, kissing the top of my head.
Eventually, we straightened our clothes a little better, laughing and swearing as we shook grass out of our hair. We walked side by side back to the bike a few short feet away, shoulders touching. It was quiet, just the sound of the wind blowing gently through the trees.
My phone buzzed in my back pocket but I ignored it for a second, not wanting to break the spell. But the second time it buzzed, I fished it out with a sigh.
There was a text message from an unknown number, but the photo preview gave me chills. I opened it, looking at the image as my heart raced. Though slightly pixelated, the photo showed the two of us at the overlook, my arms around Inferno’s neck as he cupped my ass and pulled me in for a kiss. The photo was taken from far away, maybe a long lens or a phone with a good zoom. The angle was wrong for it to have been taken from the road. Whoever took it had been closer than that, and likely hidden in the trees on the opposite side of the road and higher up.