Page 26 of Ravaged By the Dark (The Righteous 2)
“Iwon’t hurt you in any way. Give me the chance to prove myself.” He couldn’t explain why he said what he did, but a raw need to protect this woman drove him.
Those amazing aqua eyes that always stole his breath away found his, and he couldn’t contain himself any longer. He needed to taste her. No, he needed to be inside her. He dropped his head, his lips meeting Renee’s, and what started tentative soon exploded into a fiery raw passion. Their tongues fought. Her hands gripped his hair and drew him in harder, making him moan in her mouth.
“I love this.” He flicked his tongue over the ring in Renee’s lip, and she sucked in her bottom lip, hiding it. An impish mischievousness danced in her eyes as he shook his head. He ran his thumb across the edge of her lip, coaxing it back out of her mouth.
“I can give you something better to put in there.” Renee swatted his arm.
She let out a squeal as he gripped her hips and lifted her easily onto the counter. He stood between her legs as she locked them around his waist. Arek cupped her breast. It was the perfect handful, and her nipple pressed firmly into his greedy hand. He pinched the little bud, giving it a twist.
Renee broke the kiss, her lips puffy from the assault, but her eyes burned with the same need that fueled him. He strained behind the fly of his jeans painfully. So, he pulled her firm ass until she came into contact with his cock, and he rubbed himself against her. She whimpered and kissed him harder, her nails digging into his shoulders even through his T-shirt. He could feel her heat pressing into his cock from her pussy, and he was ready to drag her to the kitchen floor.
He needed to feel her walls tightening around his shaft as she came. He grabbed for the button on her jeans when she stilled his hands and broke the kiss.
“We-we can’t. Not with J.J. upstairs,” Renee panted.
His mind raced, trying to figure out a way to keep this going. He didn’t want to stop because he craved her like he craved his next kill.
“When? I don’t know how much longer I can last without tasting every inch of your body.” Renee shuddered in his grasp. “I want to lay you out on this counter and eat you like a fucking sundae until you come in my mouth before I take you rough and hard. I want to feel my balls slapping against your ass as you scream my name.”
Arek nipped her neck, licking a wet line from her collarbone to her ear.
“Oh fuck,” Renee purred, sending a shiver up his spine that made his cock jump.
She hadn’t pushed him away, and being the asshole he was, he needed more, needed a little taste of what she had to offer. He grabbed her wrist and guided her hand to his straining cock and loved that her eyes fluttered closed.
She needed no more encouragement and rubbed the length of him through the coarse material. He reclaimed her mouth, sucking on her bottom lip, and groaned—his legs shaking as her hand squeezed him tight. Arek picked her up and sat down on a kitchen chair, so she was straddling him.
He had to restrain every muscle in his body, so he would not rip off her clothes as she rocked back and forth on his lap. He hadn’t felt this pent up since he was a teen.
He fisted a handful of her long hair and pulled back, bowing her body away from him. He latched onto the hard nipple showing through the thin T-shirt, and Renee whimpered, her ass firmly pushing into his lap. His cock throbbed and kicked to be freed, making it hard to think straight.
He pulled her top up enough to expose her tit, and the little bit of black lace covering it almost made him come. Her dark nipple was pressing into the fabric, and he dropped his head as his hand pulled the skimpy piece of material out of his way.
“Oh fuck.” Renee gripped his head harder, drawing him closer as his tongue swirled around the sensitive nub.
He hadn’t felt her undoing his jeans, but he’d never been so happy to be a commando type of guy as he sprang free, and her hand was quick to stroke his hardened length.
At first, Renee’s touch was tentative, but Arek moaned as he switched his assault to her other nipple, and she immediately gripped him harder. His body jerked with intense pleasure as her thumb rubbed the pre-come seeping out all over the head of his cock.
Arek lifted his head from the delectable treat and stared at her face. She was so beautiful, with her eyes shrouded by her dark lashes and how she bit her lip. Passion was etched into every feature—her eyes locked on his cock like she was in deep concentration. It kicked and jerked in her hands, pulling up the one side of her mouth as her tongue wet her lips. It was the most beautiful expression of need he’d ever seen.
Her small hands twisted slightly as they traveled from base to tip, and he groaned, laying his head back on the wall to keep from exploding too soon. His balls were tight. All he could picture was bathing her in his come, spraying her pretty face, having her suck him down, and filling every fucking hole she had.
He never went without a condom, but he didn’t care if he had one right now. All he wanted was to sink balls deep in her, and if she got pregnant, he didn’t care. He’d have fifty kids with her if she wanted.
Wait. Kids? What the fuck is wrong with me?
Renee removed her hand and sucked her thumb and finger into her mouth. He licked his lips as he pictured those lips spreading wide over something else. Fingers saturated in her spit, she gently pinched the tip of his cock and swirled her fingers around. He moaned and shuddered as more pre-come covered the tip of his dick. The shiny substance disappeared as her hands greedily rubbed it down his shaft. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to have her.
He stood to lay Renee out on the table when he heard a stair creak.
Renee didn’t seem to notice, so he placed her in the chair and pulled her shirt down.
“The stairs…” Arek nodded, and she scrambled to pull herself together. Quickly, he turned away and zipped his pants before he calmly walked over to the coffee maker. He needed to rein himself in. His blood was roaring through his system like a runaway train.
A moment later, he could hear Renee talking to J.J., her sweet voice filling his ears. He poured himself a coffee and leaned against the counter as he watched them together. Fuck, that was close. If he’d been deep inside her, he didn’t know if he could’ve stopped. J.J. may have gotten a dose of sex-ed way too early.
“Monsters aren’t real. We’ve talked about this.”
“Nae Nae, they are real.”
Renee sighed, and her eyes shot up to his. He knew before she said a word that the night was over. He gulped down the coffee.
“I’ll see myself out.” He didn’t wait for a response. His long strides ate up the short distance to the front door.
As soon as he was outside, he lit up a smoke and took a deep drag. His hands were shaking. They had never shaken so much, not even after his first kill. Fuck he wanted to get laid. He’d never gone this long without a release. He looked up at the soft glow in the window and swore.
