Chapter 20

Chapter

Twenty

TALULLA

I cy-gray eyes are staring at me. I'm in Flynn's arms. In Flynn's bedroom. And I am completely soaked in sweat. We both are. Yes, because I'm currently nestled on his naked chest.

"What happened?" I press my palm to my forehead, trying to see if I am all in one piece.

"What happened is that someone drugged you, and now I feel quite murderous."

"Flynn." I've been awake for two seconds, and I am already annoyed at his constant murder threats.

"Talulla, someone tried to hurt you—really badly. To the point where I had to do something I know I'll end up regretting really soon to make sure you'd be okay."

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry? Why are you sorry? Someone hurt you, Talulla. I just—"

"And you stopped it right away."

"I stopped the fight, yes, but you were already not okay. I should have been more careful. I could have given you space and still kept an eye on you, but I didn't. Not like I should have."

"You gave me space because I asked for it. This is not your fault."

"What if I hadn't been there tonight? Cassandra and Asmodeus wouldn't have noticed as quickly that you were not okay. It would have been—"

"There's no point in wondering what could have happened. Now we know we need to be even more careful about who we keep around."

His arms tighten around my body. "I don't know what I would have done, Talulla."

"I'm right here." My hands cup his cheeks, forcing him to look at me. "Right here, in your arms. Lying on your extremely gorgeous naked chest. Isn't that a turn of events?"

He chuckles, and the sound of his laugh makes me feel high. "You are indeed in my arms." His hand brushes my hair, and I comfortably rest my head on his chest again. "And I can't believe you're already trying to get into my pants."

I snort. "Oh, shut up. You clearly are doing it on purpose."

"I'm doing nothing on purpose," he says, continuing to brush my hair, and I groan as I keep getting lost in the pool of his eyes.

"Have you looked at yourself? Literally any woman who walks past you can't help but look at you."

"Someone sounds a little jealous."

"Oh, please…"

"I ran to save you, Talulla. I wouldn't do this for many people."

I raise my head to look at him. "Flynn, I—"

"You need to rest."

"No, wait. I need to say something." I bite my lower lip, knowing what I'm about to say will change everything.

He tilts his head. "You're nervous… What is it? Are you feeling okay? I should have taken you to the hospi—"

"I don't need more time."

"You took five days."

"Yeah, well, that's all I needed, okay?"

He laughs. "And your verdict?"

"I am tired of pushing you away. So, so tired."

His eyes soften. "You had me the first time you laid eyes on me, Talulla." His lips brush my temple. "Don't ever make me stay away for so long."

"The cure thing… It took me by surprise. I've already lost so much. I don't think I can handle more losses."

"You never let me finish telling you why I want to take that cure."

"To end your life as a human again."

"That might have been my initial reasoning, but that's not why I want it now."

"And what is?"

His velvety fingers push my chin up, forcing me to look at him before he replies, "You."

My head tilts slightly. "I don't think I'm following."

"I want to be able to live a human life with you, Talulla." The corners of Flynn's lips lift up. "I want you, and if there is no you, there is no me either."

I crush my lips on his, and as I sit up in his lap, I feel his length harden under me. It's exhilarating, feverish. A burning sensation flourishes under my skin with his touch. I feel alive as our breaths consume one another. A holy redemption.

"Talulla, we gotta stop." Flynn breaks the kiss, making me frown.

"Why?"

"Because."

"That's not a valid reason." I dip back into the kiss, his lips hungrily molding with my own.

His hand gently wraps around my neck, and my core throbs at the sensation I feel all over. "You just got drugged, and we haven't even talked about it. We need to make a plan."

"I need to forget about everything right now. My family, this case, school. I just need you."

"You're still too weak, sweetheart."

"Flynn, I know how I'm feeling," I shout, moving my hips and creating a delicious friction that makes him groan in response.

"Do you, now?" His smirk is so sexy it pains me.

"Yes…"

"You don't need my dominance."

"As much as I like that part of you very, very much, that's not what I was thinking."

"You don't need that right now."

"We can do that tomorrow. I just need you."

"Then take whatever you need, darling. It's yours. Anything you crave me to do, I'll do it."

"I need you to just let me do what I'm about to do."

"Use me, Talulla. Do as you please."

My shorts are off right after, and then I unbuckle his belt before unbuttoning his pants and slowly pushing them down just enough to have access to his now rock-solid length. His black boxer briefs are ready to tear, and my mouth waters just thinking about his cock in my mouth and then inside my core.

"You're going to let me fuck you, Flynn."

"That can be arranged, little hunter."

Then, as I push the boxers down, his length comes out. So thick, long, veiny, and delicious. Ready to be sucked.

I close my mouth around the head, and he stares at me as I continue to explore his twitching cock. I take him as deep as I can, and right when the head hits the back of my throat, I pull out, and a smirk appears on his face.

"Look at you. You can take it all with no problem," he says, his hand massaging my throat.

"I like a challenge," I reply, making him chuckle.

Flynn's hips move up against my mouth again, and I take the head between my teeth, biting down. His eyes roll back as I continue to take him in. His hand grips my hair so tightly that I feel it getting ripped.

"Please ride me, fuck me, and use me until you come all over me," he says, his voice barely a whisper.

"I thought I was the one giving orders tonight."

"And you are. I am your servant, Talulla. You can ask me to do anything for you."

That's all I need to hear before I lower myself down on his thick length. The painful stretch quickly turns into pleasure as I get readjusted to the size of his cock.

"Divine, that's what you are," he whispers as I start to move my body.

"I can't imagine my life without you, Flynn."

"Good thing I don't plan to go anywhere without you, Talulla." He grabs the bottom of my sports bra, and I instinctively pull my arms up, letting him take the fabric off completely, loving the breeze caressing my tits.

"Oh god," I moan as I continue to take him, bouncing on him faster with each stroke. Our bodies are entangled so tightly that we mark each other's skin. Flynn's mouth closes on my nipple as he keeps me in his embrace, a hand firm on the back of my neck and his other arm around my waist. Then, as my moans get louder and louder, he pulls my hair, exposing my neck to him.

Dipping down, he licks my collarbone, creating a trail of shivers. "The things I want to do to you, Talulla. I don't know if you understand—"

"If they're your hands, I want them on me and in me, Flynn."

"Such a dirty mouth," he says, going back to my tits. The way he sucks and nibbles on my pebbled nipples is so deliciously painful I could come just with that, but mixed with his cock impaling me? There is nothing that can remotely compare.

This is when I shatter. Piece by piece, he breaks my walls down and lets himself in. The way he holds and marks me is a reminder of his decision and what he would do for me. We continue molding our bodies together like this, with no anger, no control, just our souls trying desperately to hang on to each other for as long as possible.