My face flushes at his words. “No need to be so…”
“So what?”
“You have a dirty mouth!” I blurt out.
He leans down and whispers into my ear. “I know, and it makes you hot. So why are you complaining? Maybe you’re wet now? Hmmmm. Are you wet for me Olivia? It’s been a while since I’ve been inside you. It’s been killing me, but trust me baby, I’d rather use my hand than cheat on you. It’s you I need to be inside. Not just anyone will do anymore.”
Well, when he put it like that.
I swallow hard, looking around the dark area we were standing in. “Here?”
He lowers his head and kisses me. “No one can see us.”
He reaches his hand up my top and pulls down the cup of my bra. Lifting up the material, he goes to his knees and sucks my nipple into his mouth, then does the same to the other. He then pulls my pants down, undoes his own and pushes me back against a tree. The bark sticks into my back, but I couldn’t care less, I just want him inside me. Mouths fused together, he tries to untangle my pants at my ankles but can’t, because I am still wearing my shoes. With a groan, he lifts me up, and my thighs wrap around his hips as far as they can. It’s enough for him. He slides into me, muttering a curse into my neck when he’s in all the way.
“Like coming home,” he murmurs. “The castle isn’t my home anymore Olivia, you are.”
He kisses me then, our mouths colliding, his body pressed against me. Each thrust pushes me against the tree, but the extra pain just turns me on more. I bite down on his bottom lip, earning me an even harder thrust.
“Yes,” I moan.
“You’re mine,” he growls. “Tell me.”
“I’m yours,” I tell him on a gasp. “Only yours.”
“That’s right,” he whispers, pulling his face back and regarding me for a second. “No one else will ever have this.”
I grab the back of his neck and pull his mouth back down to mine.
Where it belongs.
Chapter Seventeen
“What’s your favorite meal?” I ask him as we lay together beneath the stars.
“Your pussy.”
I slap his arm playfully. “Fine, what’s your second favourite meal. And if you say someone else’s pussy, I’m going to stab you.”
He laughs deeply. “I like steak and potatoes.”
“Typical man,” I mutter.
“Are you hungry? Is that why all this talk about food?” He rolls towards me and kisses my neck. “I found you some honey flowers.”
“You did?” I ask, lifting my head up to give him more access. “I guess I’m a little hungry.”
He lifts his mouth from my skin. “We found some supplies. Come on, we’ll find something you like. We found some tinned tuna. You could eat that with crackers.”
My eyes widen. “Tuna and crackers sounds heavenly.”
He kisses my lips and lingers there. “Are you okay now with the whole Jordan thing?”
I shrug. “You’re mine now. That’s all that matters. I’ll have to deal with my jealousy.”
“I get it, you know. If I had to be around any man that had touched you I don’t know how I’d handle it. Lucky for me, you saved yourself for me.”
I puff out a breath. “Lucky for me you didn’t save yourself. Someone needs to know what they’re doing between the sheets.”
He laughs. “Does my experience please you wife?”
“Only when I don’t have to see the women you’ve been with,” I grumble, crossing my arms over myself.
He sighs and kisses my forehead. “I only see you Olivia. No one else.”
“I’m being petty, I know,” I reply on a sigh. “We have bigger issues to worry about.”
“You’re feelings are important to be baby. I don’t want you upset. But you know what? You have nothing to worry about. I’m so fuckin’ happy to have you in my arms right now.”
“And I’m happy to be here,” I whisper back.
I love you.
I want to say it, but the words don’t come.
“I heard something about you,” Dane says the next morning. I was in the river washing my face.
“What?”
“You killed one of the beasts. With an arrow. From a tree.”
He looks impressed.
And proud.
“I did,” I reply. “Those things are damn scary. Are there many around here?”
Dane looks out over the distance. “More and more each time I leave the walls. I think they eat the zombies though.”
“So I’ve heard.”
“If anything happened to you Olivia…” he trails off, returning his gaze to me. “I want you home.”