Chapter 46

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

TRISTAN

" Tá mo chroí istigh ionat," I whisper as I press my forehead to hers. She fights back more tears, and her sputtered breaths feather over my lips. "I don't just love you, mo cuishle. My heart is within you."

Her lips purse, and her eyelids flutter as she tries desperately to hold back the pool of tears welling in her eyes. Her chest quivers with every breath she takes. I press my lips toward hers, pausing when we are a hair apart.

Her chest heaves with each deep, heavy sob, which blow over my lips and across my bare chest. Sucking in a deep breath, she exhales, "You fucking bastard."

She has barely finished cursing me when her fingers tangle in my hair. She fists hard and pulls, forcing me to close the little distance between us. My lips crash against hers. I pepper soft, wet kisses over them and the corners of her mouth until she begins to kiss me back.

She matches my need, willfully parting her lips. Her tongue duels with mine, and we moan into each other's mouths. Our exploration is sloppy. Needy. Fueled with passion.

I need to fucking be inside her.

Gripping the back of her thighs, I slide her up the wall and lift her. She wraps her legs around my waist and continues to tug at my hair as I plunder her mouth and carry her to our bedroom.

Palming Layla's ass as I walk, I don't stop until we're in the shower.She hisses when I press her against the cool surround as I fight the urge to take her until I'm free of Bratva blood. I turn on the water, and she squeals when the icy spray hits us, immediately soaking her silk robe and my trousers.

Bloodied droplets of water ricochet off me, rolling down her neck and beneath the silk clinging to her body as muted scarlet water stains the floor and swirls the drain. Her taut nipples press against the wet fabric, and I draw the damp cloth and her tight peak into my mouth, sucking and nibbling at her as the spray of water grows warmer.

I tease and suck her covered tits and bare neck until the water beneath us runs clear. Reaching between us, I fumble with my belt and struggle to work my wet trousers low enough to free my cock.

I grip the base of my shaft and press to her entrance, then torture us both, sliding her inch by inch onto my length. With the entirety of me buried inside her, I softly growl, "Hands. "

She slips her fingers from my wet locks and places them, wrists crossed, against the wall above her head—just as she knows I want them. "Such a good girl for me."

Gripping both of her wrists with one hand and roughly palming her ass with the other, I hold her in place against the wall as I begin to slide every inch of me in and out of her. She squeezes her legs around my waist, trying desperately to pull me in deeper and faster. "More," she pleads.

I further slow my thrusts as I kiss along her neck, "No, mo cuishle . You're going to let me fucking savor you."

Turning off the water, I tear her sodden robe from her as I carry her to the bed before playfully throwing her on it. My eyes rake over her as I pause for a moment to marvel at her. She coyly parts her thighs, and I hastily fight my way from the wet trousers clinging to my legs so I can join her on the bed.

I climb between her thighs and sink into her again. My hands and mouth explore every bit of her that I can reach, giving her– us– only an occasional long, deep stroke of my cock. I continue to take her at a leisurely pace, enjoying her for what feels like hours.

"Oh, Tristan." She claws at my back as the breathy words tremble over her lips. Her back arches from the bed and she presses her tits into my chest, whimpering with need.

"Does my good girl need to come again?" I rock my hips and allow her to take the full length of my cock.

"Please." She needily circles her hips, grinding them into me.

"Show me how badly you want it." I snake my arms under and roll us until she's pressed to my chest and straddling me. "Make yourself come on my cock."

She places her hands on my chest and uses them as leverage to work herself over my cock. Her tits bounce lightly as she uses me at the same torturous pace I've been fucking her. I run my fingers along her jaw, and she eagerly sucks them into her mouth. Her release looming, she moans around my fingers as she presses harder against my hips.

"You look so fucking beautiful when you ride my cock," I groan as she clenches hard and slides over every inch of me. Her movements become unsteady, and her head lolls back as she tries to bring herself over the edge.

She pulls my hand between us and pushes my fingers against her throbbing clit, grinding over them as she continues to take what she needs. The added friction does her in. Her hips spasm, and she claws at my chest as she whimpers my name, "Tris…"

With euphoria pumping through her body and completely exhausted, she falls against my chest. Her pants are warm against my neck as she desperately tries to catch her breath.

"I will never get enough of watching you come." I swipe the hair from her face before wrapping my arms around her and caressing the slightly sweaty skin of her back. "I'm going to need just a little bit more from you. Can my good girl handle a little more?"

"Yes," she hesitantly responds, every bit of her already spent even though I'm lightly thrusting up into her .

I place my hand along her neck and slide my other arm around her lower back. Tightening my grip, I hold her firm to me and growl, "I'm not fucking stopping until your tight little cunt is filled with my cum." I begin driving into her, fucking her hard and deep, determined to fill her like never before. Her screams are muffled by the crook of my neck as she comes for me again. And again.

Forcing her back to the brink again, her mewls become laced with agony, and she sinks her teeth into the flesh of my shoulder with such force I hiss through gritted teeth. Slamming into her, my cock twitches painfully hard as I fill her with a roar. "Fuuuuuuck."

I loosen my hold and stay buried inside her cum-filled cunt as we both struggle to catch our breath.

"I don't love you either," she mumbles against the side of my neck as she slides off my cock and nuzzles herself beneath my arm.

" Tá mo chroí istigh ionat, mo cuishle ," I kiss the words against her forehead as I pull her tighter to me.