Chapter 9

CHAPTER 9

DANE

"Ryker looks pleased with himself," Chloe remarked.

I slipped into the seat beside her and glanced back over my shoulder. "I suppose he does."

We'd walked in together, both looking equally smug. It didn't take much to figure out why.

"You're not going to tell me, are you?" she asked. She picked up a slice of cucumber and popped it into her gorgeous mouth.

"It's not that I don't want to." I turned back around. "You know I'm not allowed to talk about it."

She smiled. "That's all the confirmation I need."

She obviously figured Ryker got accepted into the Brotherhood from the way he strutted into the dining hall. He looked as though he owned the place. If he was declined, he'd be tearing it apart.

"I can't get anything past you, can I, gorgeous?" I wasn't too worried.

The Brotherhood wouldn't come after her because of her guessing. They might come after her if they thought she knew too much, but neither of us was going to tell them, and Ryker wouldn't dare. The favour we called in might be to have him take her place for punishment. He was too smart to let that happen to himself.

"Of course you can't," she said sweetly. "There's no secrets between us. Right?"

"Not I can think of," I agreed. "Although…" I let my expression turn ominous, wanting to bait her a little.

"Although, what?" she asked. Did she actually look worried? Ever since we fucked, I hadn't given her reason to. We walked around the Academy like it was us who owned the place. Everywhere we went, we raised eyebrows, especially from her sister and the twin pricks she called boyfriends.

I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "I haven't told you I love hearing you come. I'm sorry, I should have done that sooner."

She batted me on the arm. "You're such a brat."

I winced playfully. "Yes, but I'm your brat. And you're mine." I leaned in to kiss her, not caring if the whole Academy saw. "Come with me."

"Right here?" she asked. Her eyes glittered.

If I told her to bend over the table and let me fuck her in front of everyone, she would.

Unfortunately for everyone present, I was in a more possessive mood. She was mine; they didn't need to see her body. That was for my eyes. Another time, we'd fuck in public, but right now, I wanted her to myself.

I stood and took her hand to pull her with me towards the door. "Somewhere else."

I guided her down the corridor to my office. I pressed her inside and kicked the door shut behind us.

"I've been fantasising about fucking you on my desk," I said.

I knelt down in front of her and slid my hands up her legs, under her skirt and over her thighs. When I reached her panties, I hooked my fingers into the lacy fabric and tore them in two.

I tossed the scraps onto a shelf beside me and rose to my feet. I gripped her hips and picked her up to place her on the edge of my desk.

I leaned back and smiled. "You look good there. Take off your skirt and show me that beautiful pussy."

"Yes, sir," she said smartly.

My cock throbbed in response.

She undid the button on the side of her skirt and slid down the zipper before wriggling out of the garment.

She dropped it on the floor and parted her legs to give me a good look at what was mine. She had the most beautiful pussy I ever saw. Pink and already glistening with desire for me.

"Take off your shirt," I ordered.

"As you wish, sir." She grabbed the hem in her hands and slowly worked the fabric up, off her stomach and over her breasts. She pulled it up off over her head and shook her hair to untangle it from the fabric. The shirt joined her skirt.

"Bra too." I gestured to it with my fingertips.

With painful, teasing slowness, she unhooked her bra and slid it down her arms and onto the floor.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," I whispered. She looked like a work of art, sitting on the edge of my desk. Everything about her was complete perfection. "Touch yourself."

She placed one of her hands on her breast and pinched her nipple, while the other slipped between her legs to toy with her clit.

"So perfect," I breathed. "Good girl, make yourself nice and wet for me."

I undid the front of my pants and pushed them down far enough for my cock to jut out over the zipper. I curled my hand around my shaft and stroked up and down while she slipped a finger inside herself.

"Make yourself come," I said.

She swallowed and her tongue swept over her bottom lip. "I'm already close, sir."

"Good girl." I stroked myself slowly, my cock eager to be inside her. Patience, I told myself. You'll be inside her soon enough.

"I'm… Coming…" She arched her back and moaned, rolling her hips and rubbing herself quickly, frantically. She tipped her head back and cried out toward the ceiling.

Her fingers and pussy glistened, slick with her release.

"Good girl. You made yourself come so beautifully. Now you're going to take my cock just as well."

I stepped over to her and held her hips while she wrapped her legs around me. I guided the head of my cock to the entrance to her pussy and pressed myself inside her.

Bit by bit, I eased myself deeper until I was fully seated inside her delicious warmth.

I would never get over how incredible she felt, tight around my cock.

Making sure she was balanced carefully on the edge of the desk, I started to thrust, slowly and deliberately, pulling out before slamming all the way back inside her.

"You feel incredible," I breathed. "Who does this pussy belong to?"

"You, sir," she replied, her voice husky. "All of me belongs to you. And all of you belongs to me."

"Fucking right." I slammed into her several more times before I succumbed to a powerful orgasm. My balls tightened before I exploded inside her, my cum filling her sweet, giving pussy. Stars danced in front of my eyes, every one of them with her face on them. My vision swam before her actual face came back into focus.

She was watching me with fascination and something else. Love.

No one else had ever looked at me like that before. If I was honest, I wouldn't have thought it was possible. In our own way, we were both misfits. But we fit together like we were made for each other.

Together, we were going to conquer the world.

But first, I held her close while I came down from my high. Power would mean nothing without her by my side. The rest of the world could wait while I basked in her warmth.

Her perfect, generous warmth.

All mine.

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