Page 16 of Hard & Haunted

I whimper, but he drowns out my sounds with a searing kiss. I can feel my heartbeat throbbing in my clit, forming a tight ball of pressure that radiates outward in time with Onyx’s thrusts. I’m wrapped up in the ocean of his muscles as they tense around my trembling body.

“Eden,” he murmurs, kissing the side of my neck. “I’ve got you. You’re safe with me. Let go.”

I nod my head and cup his cheeks in my hands, staring into those beautiful brown eyes that stole my heart with one look. “Come with me,” I whisper.

The words barely leave my lips before my orgasm washes over me, gently at first, then more intensely as wave after wave of sharp, biting pleasure breaks over my body. I open my mouth in a silent scream, each ragged breath somehow making me come again, harder, faster, over and over, until Onyx grunts and fills me with his seed.

He rolls onto his back, tucking me into his side, though he stares deeply into my eyes and doesn’t let me look away. “I love you, Eden. Everything about you?”

“You… love me?” My heart hasn’t stopped hammering since my intense first time, and now it’s picking up more speed at his words.

"Yes, you, Eden. My paradise. My Raindrop. I’ve never said these… these romantic things or whatever. These thoughts feel… weird but right. Am I making any sense?”

“You’re perfect,” I whisper, smiling at the flustered man lying next to me.

“I’m not, but I want to be worthy of you.”

“You are,” I manage to whisper through the tears threatening to spill down my cheeks. “You are worth more to me than anything or anyone. Just don’t tell Corinne. We’re in the middle of becoming best friends,” I manage to smile before kissing him lightly on the lips.

He doesn’t let me get away with that, though. Onyx grips my hair to keep me close as he kisses me again, pushing his tongue inside my mouth and owning me with every stroke. He’s firm and commanding, yet tender, giving and taking in equal measure.

“I love you, too,” I murmur, nipping at his bottom lip.

The next thing I know, I’m on my back with Onyx caging me in and pinning me down to the mattress. “Tell me again,” he demands.

“I love you.”

He groans and thrusts his cock inside of me, splitting me open as I cry out. “Again,” he growls.

“I-I l-love you,” I stutter out in between rough thrusts.

“Again, again, again,” he grunts, pushing me right up to the edge already.

“I love you!” I shout, bowing my back off the bed and convulsing in his arms. He sucks on my breasts and pumps into me, fucking me hard and fast.

“Jesus, I’m coming, love,” he groans, biting his way up my neck before taking my lips in a punishing kiss.

I scream into his mouth as my orgasm slams into me, shattering me completely. My broken cry is soon matched by a loud roar. Onyx pistons in and out of me, unable to stop even as he empties himself into me over and over.

He collapses on top of me and I wrap my arms around him, holding him there as he buries his face into the side of my neck. “I love you,” he says again before rolling onto his back and draping me over his chest.

“Love you, too,” I sigh contentedly. Sleep tugs at the corners of my mind, making it hard to keep my eyes open.

“Get some more rest, Raindrop. I’ll be right here.”

I’m not sure what woke me up, but I see the pale yellowish pink of the sunrise just beginning to bleed through the bedroom window. We must have slept for several hours after our middle of the night orgasms and declarations of love.

Something buzzes in the corner of the room, but I’m not sure if it’s a bug or not. I blink, still disoriented from the abrupt wake up. Onyx is asleep beside me, his massive arm a dead weight across my waist, keeping me securely pinned to his side. The buzzing comes again—faint, muffled, but undeniable. That’s when it clicks.

The sound is coming from my beat-up suitcase across the room.

Carefully, painstakingly, I slide out from under Onyx’s heavy arm, holding my breath so I don't wake him. I creep across the cold floorboards, unzip the front pocket of my suitcase, and pull out my ancient Nokia brick burner phone.

I forgot it was even in there. The battery lasts forever, but I haven’t had any service since I ran away from home.

The screen is lit up with a chilling amount of missed calls and unread texts. My blood turns to ice. The numbers are blocked, but the messages are crystal clear.

We know where you are. Daddy's debt just went up. Tell your biker friends they're dead.