Page 103 of Vandal Unbound

Vandal brushes his lips over mine. “I second that motion.”

His hand drops lower, sitting just above my ass, his thumb stroking the dip between my cheeks. “Don’t get ideas about trying that again this morning.”

He kisses me deeply this time, his tongue teasing mine, and all thoughts of brushing my teeth are long gone out the window. “I’ll always take you any way I can get you.”

He shifts the angle of his hips and hitches my leg further over his thigh, his cock sliding deeper as he does. The friction against my clit goes from nice to…

“Ahh,” I gasp.

“Quietly,” Vandal reminds.

I hope he kisses me like this forever. Hopeful and possessive.

I hope it always feels this way between us.

Everything starts to coalesce at my core. “Please, Gideon,” I whisper.

As if reading my mind, he speeds up his thrust, sinking deeper and deeper until he fills me completely.

“Ah, fuck, Daisy. Your pussy feels incredible.” He’s so thick and hard and I can feel him everywhere. My heart races and my breath comes fast.

“I need more,” I mutter.

And as if knowing what I need, he rolls me onto my back, still buried deep inside me, and slides his hands beneath my ass. I hook my hands around him as he begins to thrust in earnest.

The headboard bangs against the wall, and he stops for a second to stuff a pillow behind it as I chuckle.

“Fucking bed,” he mutters as he picks up his pace again. “Jesus, it feels so good, Daze.”

But I can’t reply. I want him to keep doing exactly what he’s doing because?—

“Gideon,” I mutter against his lips. The world tilts as I come. My eyes squeeze shut at the intensity of it. My body shakes as my pulse races.

“Yeah, ah, I can feel that, fuck…Ah, Daisy.” And then Vandal’s whole body stiffens against mine, and I can feel the pulsing of his deliciously thick cock as he comes in me.

His breath comes as fast as mine as I press kisses to his jaw, his neck, the side of his head.

“…umph,” he mutters as he buries his head in his pillow.

I stroke my hands over his back as we both find our feet again. And when he eventually lifts his head, he kisses my forehead which makes me melt all over again.

“I got some big feelings for you, Daisy. Not gonna lie.”

My heart does a backflip. “I have some pretty big feelings for you too.”

His smile is everything I ever needed. “Glad I’m not the only one.”

Eventually, we move. Vandal gives me some privacy to quickly clean up, and then I get dressed while he does the same.

After another kiss that reminds me of the one Knox planted on Maren and made me sigh, we’re both headed down the hallway. Vandal’s fingers trail along my lower back, and I can’t help but smile at the gesture. Somewhere between the honestconversation on the deck and the way we met each other in bed last night and this morning, things have shifted.

I feel safe here with him.

Halfway down the hallway, I hear my daughter say, “But I live here.”

“That’s a strong point, Els. But…I have a key,” Havoc replies.

I pause and hold my hand out to stop Van. We both look at each other, confused.