Page 73 of Redemption in the Dark (The Righteous 5)
“I’m trying.”
“No, I’m not accepting that. I stopped cutting when I met Morry. If I’d even tried to do that at her place, she would’ve found something far worse for me to be in pain over. I haven’t cut for three years.”
She gently ran her fingertips over his arm.
“The first year was a struggle, old ways of dealing wanted to creep up. I barely thought about it the second year, but sometimes when things got tough, I’d still get the urge. The third year, I hated what I’d done to myself and covered it up with the tattoos you see now.”
She held up her arms for him to see.
“They are my reminder that something beautiful can still come from pain. Yes, I will always battle my urges, but I’m a fighter, Wolf. You need to stop comparing me to the pains of your past.”
Cupping his face, she kissed his cheek.
“Morry got me through the worst of the addictions, but something was still missing until I met you.”
She kissed his other cheek, and his blood pounded harder in his veins. The world tilted on its axis when he was near her.
“You made me face what I’ve been running from, you helped me to remember, and you’ve made me realize that I’m a survivor who has become a warrior.”
She leaned in to give his lips another kiss, but he mirrored her position and cupped her face to stop her from continuing. He searched her eyes and stared past the exotic color and into her soul. It was even more beautiful than what was only skin deep. What she said was the truth. She was a warrior, and he could picture her leading an army.
Letting go, he gave in to what his heart and body had been screaming for him to do since they’d met, and he crashed his mouth onto hers. Her hands gripped his hair while she pulled him closer. The kiss became frantic as they moaned at the same time. He couldn’t even put into words what he felt as he allowed himself to let go. The carnal desire to claim this woman and claim her as his own was coursing through his veins. The blood sang through his body as his heart pounded hard like a galloping stampede.
Maeve gasped and broke the kiss first as she sat up straight.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice as rough as if he’d just swallowed a mouthful of sand.
She smiled at him and slid forward the last remaining inch between them until she was sitting on his cock. A deep guttural groan escaped his mouth as she wiggled her hips around and popped the few buttons holding her plaid shirt closed. The material parted like an unveiling, giving him a perfect strip of skin to ogle.
“And unbelievably sexy,” he managed to spit out as his eyes traveled the incredibly soft skin. It was only then that he realized she wasn’t wearing anything but the shirt.
“Dear Creator,” he mumbled as he used the tips of his fingers to spread the material wider.
Her breasts were slowly bouncing with her movement, and his eyes were drawn to the hardened peaks of her nipples. He sucked in a shaky breath as she continued to wiggle her pussy around on his trapped cock. His entire body was like a bow string ready to be released, and with every swirl of her hips, he became more desperate. Now that they were here, though, he didn’t want to rush it.
Pulling her closer, Maeve whimpered as his mouth sucked the hardened little peak into his mouth.
“Oh fuck, yes, that feels amazing,” she said, gripping his head tight in her hands. She pulled him close enough that his teeth were grazing her skin. He sucked on the hardened, sensitive skin and loved how with every flick of his tongue, she would shudder in his hold.
“Oh, shit,” she moaned again. “You’re going to make me come,” she gasped as her body bucked against his.
“Then come,” he said, breaking away for the briefest moment.
“Oh yeah, suck harder. Yes, oh god, yes.”
Each breathy word was music to his ears. Maeve’s movements became erratic as she furiously rubbed herself on his cock through his track pants. He switched nipples, sucking the next one hard and giving it a little tug with his mouth.
“Oh…my…god.”
Wolf gripped her ass in his hands and helped her rub herself faster as her whimpers became erratic. Her words no longer made sense as she spewed one after the other in time to her body as she took what she wanted.
She yelled, and her body arched and stilled as a flood of warmth pressed into his cock through the material. Releasing the little nipple, he gently kissed every part of her chest as she caught her breath. Her forehead was lying on his shoulder, and he smirked as he glanced to the side to see the blissful expression on her face.
“That’s never happened before. I’ve never been so turned on.” Maeve slowly sat up and stared into his eyes. “Why is everything so different with you?”
Wolf smiled as he let his fingers trail lines down her back.
“I think you already know the answer to that,” he said and leaned in to kiss her chin. “And there is something else I want to do to you.”
