45. Brody

45

brODY

" B rody."

My name on her lips is a prayer, shooting straight through my cock and leaving me to tremble before I've even had a chance to strip her out of these goddamn pants.

"That's it, Dagger. Remember who's feasting on you tonight," I breathe, slipping my palms up the inside of her thighs before I reach for the waistband. Her breath hitches as she lifts her ass off the bed, just enough for me to discard her pants.

Red lace covers her pussy and I bite back a groan at the sight.

Skimming my hands over her skin, I feel the goosebumps rise in my wake. Her back arches when my hands slip beneath the hem of her t-shirt, and her gasp is like a sweet melody in my ears.

I can't hide my groan this time. Not when I find her tits encased in the same red lace that frames her pussy.

"You're a fucking sight to behold, Addi," I rasp, my eyes consuming every inch of her as I commit it all to memory.

"You're overdressed," she whispers in return, and my gaze finally meets hers.

I can change that.

Lowering my head, I press a kiss to her stomach, just above her belly button, and I feel her muscles clench.

Fuck.

Desperate, I rush to my feet, knocking a stack of books over as I go, but I ignore it all, my focus set on her as I drag my t-shirt over my head and quickly shake out of my pants. Her eyes drift from my face, scanning down my chest and fixating on my dick. Following her line of sight, I find the tip of my cock peeking out of the waistband of my black boxers.

Dragging my gaze back to her, I find her stare unmoved.

"Like what you see, Dagger?"

"You know I do," she purrs, running her tongue over her bottom lip as she finally meets my gaze again.

"I fucking love what I see," I reply, my voice dropping down an octave or two as my desire creeps to the surface. Her smile spreads wide and her nipples peak beneath the red lace.

"Come prove it." She lifts up, propping herself on her elbows, her red lingerie drawing me nearer.

I feel like a damn bull, with my damn heart, body, and soul all set on chasing down the red flag. All for the damn prize.

Her.

Grinning, I reach for the bags of food on the bed, set on moving them when something catches my attention.

"What are you doing?" she asks, and my lips twitch in a smile.

"Seeing what treats he chose," I answer, her sharp intake of breath clinging to every fiber in my body.

"I thought?—"

"Ice cream," I blurt, pulling the tub from the bag.

Her gaze shifts between my face and the vanilla ice cream in my hands. Her throat bobs as she swallows, but I notice her pupils dilate.

She's something else.

"What are you going to do with that?" she asks, rubbing her lips together nervously, and I grin, placing the bags on the floor before crawling between her spread thighs. I open the tub and take a scoop from the top layer with the spoon Kryll was clever enough to remember.

"Adrianna Reagan, I'm going to eat it off your pussy. What else would I do with it?" I say with a snicker, and her eyebrows shoot up.

"Brody—" she starts, but her words are cut short as I slide her panties to the side and rest the underside of the cool spoon against her skin. "Fuck," she croaks, legs trembling as I slowly move the spoon around and let the ice cream drip onto her folds.

My tongue darts out just as quickly, feasting on the classic flavor as it warms at her core, and I think I've just found my new favorite snack.

"Holy crap," she groans, breathless, as I swirl my tongue from her core to her clit, taking every last sweet drop of ice cream with me.

"You taste like Heaven, Dagger," I murmur, setting the tub beside her as I inch up her body, my eyes fixated on her taut peaks pleading for my attention beneath the red lace.

Swooping the thin fabric from her tits and settling it beneath the swell of her breasts, I scoop ice cream onto each of them. Addi's head falls back with a groan, anticipation heightening between us before I lean in.

The moment I do, her moans of pleasure fill the air, making my cock jut toward her with need. Her skin feels hotter, the ice cream melting against her touch instead of cooling her.

"It's too much," she rasps, her chest rising in short, sharp bursts as she looks down at me through hooded eyes.

"It's not enough," I retort, and she huffs a laugh.

"That too."

"Come for me, Dagger, and I'll stop," I offer, trailing the melting ice cream through the valley of her breasts, over her stomach, and down to her core.

I discard the tub and spoon with a clatter on my nightstand as I follow the path with my tongue. Her back arches off the bed, desperate for my touch as her fingers fist into the sheets beneath her writhing frame.

The second I lap at the remnants at her entrance, I thrust two fingers inside her core, feeling her walls spasm around me.

"Fuck, Brody, fuck," she cries out as I suck on her clit, raking my teeth over the tight nub as I rub my fingers precisely in her center, finding the electric spot that has her bucking against me. Her chants fall to whispers as her hands twist in my hair, giving her the purchase needed to ride my face.

And ride she does.

I feel her muscles coil tight, the touch almost deathly, before she detonates, painting my tongue with her release as my fingers dance over her sensitive flesh.

"Brody," she groans, low and slow, making me curse under my breath before I look up at her.

"That's it, Addi, say my name."

"Brody," she whispers, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

She knows exactly what she's doing to me, and she loves it.

"I'm not done with you yet, Dagger," I promise, grabbing her waist. My fingers flex against her flushed skin, making me grin before I spin her around. She lands on her knees, her face a mere inch from the sheets as she tries to find balance on her elbows, but I push down against her back, bringing her cheek flush with the bed.

Her ass is stunning, raised in the air, eager for me to claim her. I run my fingers over her heated skin, and she shivers at my touch. When I trail a hand between the apex of her thighs, finding her clit once again, she moans.

"What would it feel like to mate with someone?" I ask, trailing my hands all over her from head to toe as my cock brushes against her core.

"I don't know," she rasps, the same answer as me.

Grabbing at her hips, I pull her core flush against me, making us both groan in delight.

"It would be earth shattering," I breathe, and she sighs with wonder.

"You think?"

"Fuck, Dagger. Skin on skin? It sounds like a gift from above," I admit, the tip of my cock teasing at her entrance before I slip through her folds, teasing the both of us. I repeat the motion again and again, basking in her heat, inching a little deeper every time, and even though it may only be millimeters, it's still pure ecstasy.

"Brody," she whispers, my name a warning or a plea, I'm not sure.

"Imagine," I repeat, "Fuck, Addi. Just once, one little go, please, before you tell me to stop?" I all out beg, with the head of my cock lined up with the home it so desperately wants, and Addi scoffs, making me freeze.

"You better not stop," she bites, peering over her shoulder at me with a feral glare in her eyes.

"What?" I hear her words. I just need her to confirm them. She doesn't use her voice. Instead, she lifts her left arm, pointing to the little star marked against her skin in the crook of her underarm. "The imprint of Ceres." My heart ricochets in my chest, my need for her only growing at the revelation. "Are you sure?" I croak, my skin heating with the impending pleasure dancing across my body.

This girl has been walking around with birth control all this time and I've been using condoms? We're going to have to rectify that.

She keeps her words to herself as she plants her palms flat against the sheets, coiling her fingers into the fabric as she pushes back against my cock in one swift move.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Our groans intertwine when her slick core doesn't stop until I'm nestled deep in her pussy. My hands clamp down tighter on her hips, pausing her as I try to find my breath.

"Don't fucking move, Dagger. Not unless you want me to fucking blow right now," I grind out through clenched teeth, and she hums.

"I like the sound of that," she mutters, the humor tingeing each word before she rolls her hips, not waiting a single second for me to bask in the sweet heat of her pussy.

My grip on her tightens in warning, but it does nothing to stop her. "Fuck, Dagger," I snap, slipping my hand from her waist to her neck, flexing my fingers tighter as I push her back down into the mattress.

She falls with the movement, her hips tilting even more to keep me buried in her core. Taking a deep breath, using it to my advantage as I retract my cock until only the tip remains before I slam back into her at full force.

Her cries of pleasure are muffled by the sheets as I repeat the action desperately, urgently, and hungrily.

"You wanted to tip me over the edge, Addi? Well congrats, you did it," I rasp breathlessly as I piston into her core at the perfect angle that has me hitting her g-spot with every thrust.

"Brody…fuck, Brody," she cries into the sheets, her hands balling tighter as she holds on for dear life. I feel the moment she reaches the apex of her climax, her pussy clenching around my cock so tight, it steals my breath before she shatters.

I see stars, feeling her release coat my cock, and my movements become longer as I absorb every ounce of it until I can't hold off anymore, and I quickly follow her off the cliff and into the heated pools of ecstasy.

Every pulse from my dick earns another ripple of pleasure from her body, leaving us to ride out every last drop until I fall flat against her.

Perspiration holds us together, mingling between us as we try to catch our breaths.

"Fuck, Brody," she mutters, the first to break the silence, and I press a kiss to the curve of her neck.

"You're welcome," I reply with a grin, earning a rich laugh from her lips.

"I didn't say thank you," she retorts, and I run my nose over her sensitive flesh.

"You didn't have to."

"You're insane." She shakes her head, but when our eyes meet, it's like I've found a beacon in the darkness. I know where home is, I know where I'm meant to be, and it's with her.

Everything links back to her.

"You love it," I state, pushing up off her back as I reluctantly slip my cock from her center.

"Maybe," she breathes, a soft smile on her lips as she continues to shake her head at my antics.

Before I can tease her more on the subject, her stomach grumbles, effectively cutting me off.

"Pizza, then more books?" I offer, and she shakes her head again.

"Pizza, but no more books."

"No?" I ask, not bothering to find my clothes as I grab the bag with four small pizza boxes inside. I place them on the bed beside us, and Addi waits until she has my full attention before she speaks again.

"No, I want to do that again."