Alpha Male Romance(70)

I stood over her, looking down to where she'd gone to her knees in front of me. Her hair was down, cascading over her shoulders and halfway to her waist. I ran my fingers through her hair, then across her cheek to cup her chin. I rubbed my thumb across her bottom lip, then slid it into her mouth.

“Fuck,” I breathed out the word.

I'd kissed her, had my tongue in that mouth, knew how soft and sweet it was. I could almost feel it around my cock, almost see how her lips would stretch wide when she reached the base.

I buried my fingers in her hair, holding her head still as I began to fuck her mouth. Short, shallow thrusts that turned into longer ones, my cock sliding down her throat. She looked up at me, those beautiful eyes locking with mine.

A shudder went through me and I felt my body starting to tighten.

She stretched her arms above her head, making it easy for me to click the handcuffs into place. Her legs were already tied, her body spread wide for me to take however I wanted.

After.

The eight leather strips were softer than I'd thought they'd be, but when they came down on her breasts, the crack was loud. Her body jerked as she cried out. But it wasn't a sound of pain. No, this was pure pleasure. Her nipples tightened, a flush stained her skin. I could see her pussy glistening with her arousal as I brought the flogger down between her legs.

It should've freaked me out that I was fantasizing about those things, but Nori had found a part of me that I hadn't known before. And her talking about the things she liked made me think about doing those things to her. Not hurting her, but meeting a need that no one else could.

I groaned as I slid into her. She was hot and tight and perfect. Everything I'd always dreamed of, even when I hadn't known I'd wanted her. Her hips moved up against me, easily finding a rhythm, like we'd been doing this for years, like our bodies somehow knew a dance that we'd only just figured out.

“X!” she cried out my name. “Harder!”

I leaned down to give her a bruising kiss, biting at her lips as she writhed beneath me. Her nails dug into my shoulders until I was sure she would break skin. For the first time, I truly understood the appeal of how much more intense the pleasure was with an edge of pain.

“Please, X!” she begged. “More!”

My hand tightened on my cock as an orgasm ripped through me. Cum splattered on the wall as I groaned. The relief was almost enough to make my knees buckle. I stood there for a moment, letting the pleasure slowly ebb until it was gone.

I pushed my wet hair out of my face as I straightened, then stepped back to grab the shampoo. I suddenly felt extra dirty.

Now that I'd relieved the tension that had been building in me all day – or more accurately, for the past few days – all that I had left was shame. Shame at what I'd done. I had no right to think about her like that. The dream, that was out of my control. Errant thoughts, those I tried my best to ignore. What I'd just done, that had been deliberate.

And I could never do it again.

I kept telling myself that as I finished showering. Kept reminding myself that she wasn't interested in me in that way. That she was doing this to try to help me, to make amends for something that hadn't been her fault in the first place. She wanted to save me because she hadn't been able to save her brother. I could never forget that.

It might be the only way I could keep myself from doing something stupid.

Again.





Chapter Ten





Xavier





Yeah, that was much easier said than done.

When I saw Nori the day after our second session, I reminded myself that she was simply helping out someone who she felt needed it. I gave her a polite half smile and thanked her for making breakfast.

The surprised expression on her face told me I hadn't been nearly this polite before, and that I should have been. I made a mental note to try harder to appreciate everything she was doing.

Even if it was only because she felt sorry for me. Okay, maybe compassion was a better word. No matter how much the darkness in me wanted to claim pity, I knew Nori better than that. She might feel like I needed to be protected, which was humiliating enough, but she didn't pity me. She saw a strength in me and wanted me to find it in myself.

“Nori,” I blurted out her name.

She'd been heading for the door and stopped. As she turned, I tried not to think about how cute she looked in her shorts and t-shirt. The ponytail she wore made her look even younger than twenty-four.

“You can stay here and eat with me.”

Even as I said it, I realized how completely idiotic it sounded. But then she gave me a tentative smile and turned around. She slid into the seat across from mine and started in on the pancakes she'd piled on her plate. That was one thing I'd always loved about army women. They never did the whole 'oh, no, I don't eat, I exist on air and sunshine' thing that too many civilian women did. I was pleased to see that Nori ate what she wanted.