I pulled her back into the pillow, lifting her thigh so I could stroke into her before the madness of wanting her took me completely.
“Since always,” I admitted, so close, so fucking close to being inside her.
Daph’s breath eased into breaks and ellipses that rolled hot against my lips when she arched into me, pressing against the tip of my dick in a heated tease. I moved to tug her tank top free, just to feel the swell of her nipples against my chest. If she only knew how many times I dreamed about putting them in my mouth.
“Oh,” she whimpered when I spread her wider. I was larger than Wolfe and twice as mean. But I did not want to fuck thisup! Her back arched when I thrust forward, and the way her lips parted broke the monster.
I stilled, searching her face.
Don’t fucking kiss her, Thayor Milo Gavros.
Threx. You, Bastard.
WHATEVER YOU DO
DON’T FUCKING KISS HER!
twenty-six
Daphne: Fallen Angel
“I don’t want this to be some revenge fuck against Wolfe,” I spoke into the shadows of my small kitchen, watching the way Thay drank up the world around him while he hovered between my legs.
The buzz of their mouths left my body wrecked and hungry, but sleeping with Thay the first time nearly destroyed me. Having so much of him, only for him to retreat behind his steel walls, was a game I would not survive a second time. I understood Maine broke things and the need to put them back together, but not if this was a lie. The last thing I wanted was for him to tell me that he is going to fucking keep me and then return to Seattle just to handcage me all over again.
No, thank you.
“Why? Are you willing to let him go?” Thay asked, the gravel in his throat scraping along my insides.
“Wolfe?” my chest squeezed, and my eyes moved to the bedroom.
“I get that he is a side effect of all my shitty choices, but would you?” Thunder rolled into my center before flooding my ears with static. “Let him go, I mean?” Thay clarified.
“No,” I admitted fully. Maybe one day. Maybe never. But… “No,” I said again.
“Exactly,” Thay’s brow lifted. “Which is why he gets to fucking watch.”
We sat in silence while the sounds of Wolfe moving around my bedroom spilled into the kitchen.
“Watch you do what, exactly?” I asked, feeling defensive. “Prove that I am yours? Thay, he already knows.”
“Daphne,” he uttered, sliding his hand across my cheek until the tips of his fingers played in my hair. “I am not planning to fuck you.”
I swallowed, confused.
“I am going tomake loveto you.”
He moved forward, curling one finger under the middle of my bra and hauling me upright to meet his eyes.
Make. Love.
Had he ever done that before?
Had I?
“I am going to break all my fucking rules inside of your body, and give you everything you always wanted. My monster. And when I do,” he breathed, breaking his letters into breaths that smashed into the sky. “You will fall, and that pretty fucking halo you’ve been clinging to since I met you will be all mine.”
Thay thumbed the corner of my eyes, as if they were drinking in their light for the last time.