14. CiCi

Instead of my world crumbling down around me, all I feel is my heart cracking wide open for the man standing in front of me who has carried this pain and anger with him for thirteen years. The pained and crestfallen look on his face tells me he feels as though he is confessing his darkest sins to me.

I slip my hand from under his and gently caress his face.

“Drake, you tried to stop him.”

He shakes his head, frustrated, as if his efforts were for nothing. I try to imagine a much younger version of him, standing in front of his father and having to make a choice between saving souls you don’t know and killing your own blood.

“He was a monster, CiCi. I am cut from the same cloth as him.”

“If that were true, you wouldn’t have saved me…over and over again. You wouldn’t feel remorse for your father’s actions, Drake.”

I can feel the tension in his body as his frustration rises. “What ‘good man’ justifies killing everyone in his path to make up for the sins of their own blood?”

“Not everyone. You kill criminals, Drake.” I cup his face. “You’re a good man, regardless of how you seek justice.”

“How do you see the good in me when I don’t even see it in myself?” He asks breathlessly.

When he returns my gaze, I can see relief in his dark eyes. The wrinkle in his brow softens, as if I have granted him some sort of redemption from this prison he’s been torturing himself in.

“Because this world we live in is full of disgusting, horrible people. I’ve seen the death and destruction the people you go after have caused. You are not one of them.”

As though he finally heard the words he needed to hear, he gently pushes me up against the side of the bullet-ridden SUV. The skin of my back brushes up against the sharp edges of the metal surface.

With a feral groan rumbling deep in his chest, his lips come crashing down over mine. He grabs a fistful of my hair and tilts my head back, breaking our kiss abruptly. Chills erupt on my skin as he slowly glides his lips down my jawline to my earlobe. When he brushes the loose hair away from my neck, he kisses the nape, and I can feel his free hand sliding up the front of my dress, gently grabbing my throat.

Grinding his hips into mine, his husky voice sends chills down my spine. “I need you, CiCi.”

Swallowing hard, I try to nod my head, but the grip he has on my head is too tight. I can feel the heat already beginning to pool between my legs as the nervous butterflies from earlier turn into fireworks inside my stomach.

“Please.” I manage to choke out.

Drake leisurely kisses down my neck once more, his breath leaving a hot trail against my skin. His lips brush past my collarbone, down to the exposed skin just above the fabric of my dress. My breaths turn ragged when I feel him let go of my hair and he kneels down on the concrete before me.

He looks up at me, but this time, instead of sadness or relief, I see a fire burning behind his dark eyes.

Smirking up at me, he grins, “This is mine.”

His rough hand slides the fabric of my dress to the side, exposing me. Leaning forward, he nips the fabric of my silk panties, catching my clit in his teeth.

“Say it.”

My body floods with anticipation, and my breath quickens.

I whisper, “Yours.”

A low, satisfied growl rumbles through his chest as he lifts my leg over his shoulder and uses two of his fingers to slide my panties to the side. He softly grazes his thumb over the sensitive nerve endings as he smiles up at me. I want to beg him to keep going, to claim every part of me right here in the middle of this alley.

“Good girl.”

He brings his face closer to me, his eyes never leaving mine, and blows a cool stream of air against my hot skin. My knees feel weak and I am grateful that he is partly holding me up.

Before I can react to the sensation, he slaps my pussy. A broken moan escapes my lips and rings out into the night air as a wave of pleasure rolls through me.

“Just like you’re mine, I am yours,” he whispers through gritted teeth.

Rolling my hips toward him, I cry out, “Drake. Please!”

He shoves his face between my legs and my body all but melts when I feel his warm tongue circling my swollen clit. With one hand steadying me against the car, I grab a fistful of his hair and grind my hips into his mouth. His eyes close as his sucks become greedy and he slides two fingers inside me.

Arching my back, I groan and writhe against him, desperate for more. Opening my eyes, my brain registers the scene around us.

A surprising giggle escapes my lips as I look down at the bodies lying around us on the pavement. There’s something oddly sensual about this man on his knees in front of me devouring me like I am his last meal, in front of all of these men he killed to protect me.

Pulling his mouth from me, he looks up, “Somethin’ funny, princess?”

I bite my lip, trying to hide my smile. “I need you to fuck me. Here.”

Sliding my leg off his shoulder, he pulls his fingers from me. Looking around the alley, he stands up and presses his hard body to mine. I can feel his cock, hard as steel, pushing up against my inner thigh.

Without hesitation, his fingers find the flimsy side straps of my panties. He twirls his fingers and with a quick pop, the fabric snaps and he pulls the now useless article of clothing from me, throwing it to the ground.

He steps back just enough to unzip his pants and quickly free his cock from his suit pants. His rough hands slide under my ass as he picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and pushing me back against the car. I can feel the swollen tip of his cock at my entrance. I wrap my arms around his neck and wriggle against him, trying to coax him inside, but Drake looks at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“You love I killed for you, don’t you, princess?” He grins, his fingers gripping me under my thighs tighter as he speaks.

A small whimper escapes my lips as I nod my head.

He leans forward, the tip of his cock slowly inching inside me. “You’re so wet. Does it turn you on that I put a bullet in their chests?”

My hands grip his jacket, “Yes. Yes! Please, fuck me!” I shout loudly. My inhibitions have completely flown out the window. I just need him, nothing else.

With that, he slams his hips forward, driving his cock deep inside me. I hiss as he stretches the walls of my pussy. My back slams against the car with each forceful thrust, the scratched, dented metal scraping against my sensitive skin.

He fucks me hard and deep, his fingers digging into my ass with every hard thrust of his hips. I can feel my orgasm slowly build as waves of pleasure roll through me, starting in my swollen clit and spreading like wildfire to the rest of my body. Leaning my head back against the car, I close my eyes, relishing every sensation as it courses through me. My breaths are hot and heavy as they leave my lips.

I can feel his beard graze against my neck as he nips my skin.

“How is it that I’m buried inside of you, yet it’s still not close enough?” He cries into my neck.

The desperation in his voice sends me reeling. The need to feel him just as deep overwhelms my senses. A knot forms in my throat as broken sobs escape my lips.

Pulling him to me, as if he could get any closer, I can feel the tears streaming down my cheeks.

“Because we’ve both been lonely for so long, chasing anything that would make us feel alive again, to fill this void.”

My cries turn to pleas as I grip him harder. “Fuck me, Drake. Let me feel you.”

With another grateful moan, he rams his hips into me. Fucking me hard and fast, I can feel myself tighten around him as he buries himself so deep inside me. Crying out his name into the night, my climax rips through me. As I unravel around him, he curses and spills his release into me. He slows his pace and snakes his hand around between us, his thumb circling my clit. The shockwaves send me over the edge again, and I begin to buck and convulse around him, squeezing his cock with another orgasm.

I lean my forehead against his. Our chests are heaving as both of us try to catch our breath.

“I will burn the world down for you, CiCi.”

Pressing my lips quickly against his, I giggle, “You are my fire-breathing dragon, after all.”