Kade’s lips buzz over my cheekbone and down to my mouth. Doing what he says, I slowly bring my knees up. He wastes no time, one second I’m empty and the next he’s in me, flicking his hips with deft purpose. He shudders and groans as I shuffle forward and grip his arms to secure myself against him. God, he feels so good—different than earlier, different than the first time we had sex. The way he moves with wild abandon, like this is the only thing he wants, fills me with a pleasure I’ve never felt. He just killed a man—he just killed his father—and yet, being inside of me was his first priority. We could be caught any time now, but he doesn’t care. He drives into me, his tongue fiercely rubbing against mine, and he pants into my mouth, his arousing groans being lost somewhere at the back of my throat, vibrating my entire body. I fall back against the wood, stopping myself with my elbows. Far off in the distance, I hear things fall from the desk. Kade glances down at my swollen lips with the perfect smirk. Ragged breaths fall from my mouth and I chew the inside of my cheek to trap the wild noises that so desperately claw their way up my throat. Unlike me, Kade doesn’t care if he’s heard and his deep, lustful noises make me crazy. He pulls at the knot on my shoulder and yanks it down, exposing my breasts. He watches them bounce as he fucks me hard, harder than ever before, and there’s a blaze in his eyes. My head spins as he digs his fingers into my hips, pulling me further onto him with each thrust. His movements are primal—raw—and the simper on his lips exposes the predator he really is. I forget it often, but Kade is every bit the lion his family crest suggests. He controls, kills, and fucks as he sees fit.
I clench my jaw as my body grips every inch of his thrusting cock. I push off my elbows and grab his ass, forcing him in deeper.
“More?” he rasps.
“Yes,” I pant, digging my fingers into his toned butt cheeks. “More.”
He thrusts even deeper, ramming into me with a force so brutal I’m surprised it feels as good as it does. The pace is wild, rapid, and my body jerks under the powerful rocking motions of his hips. Through the tightened fabric on his arms, I see his biceps compress and he holds me tighter, pushing down so I’m anchored to the bench. Heat coils in my stomach as his face glazes over and pure lust glows in his eyes. Then, Kade groans, low and gruff, and with one final thrust his warmth spills inside me. He clenches my hips as he slows the pace.
Wow.
He lowers his body onto mine as I breathe through parted lips. Slowly, I reach up and run my fingers through his damp hair. When my pant turns calm… I know.
How?
Dread tears through me like a devastating flood.
I just know.
I swallow hard, suddenly blinking back tears. From day one, I’ve been attracted to him. Since the night he saved me, I’ve trusted no one but him. From the night I let him have me… he’s all I think about. I want no one but him. I helped him kill… let’s not beat around the bush, I took a life… for him. For love. I wanted to please him, to do whatever he wanted. I wanted him to trust me like I trust him. I want him to love me… like I love him.
I know. I know, for a fact, I’m absolutely, one hundred percent, head over heels in love with Kade Sario, my Fortunate. In love.
Oh no.
Chapter Twelve
Nine
Kade buried the body without me. I didn’t mind, I suppose. He deserves some alone time to say goodbye to his father. When he came back, he didn’t say a word. I was already in bed, showered and clean. I pretended to be asleep as he slipped in next to me. After my little revelation, I didn’t want to talk to him. In a way, I blame him for my feelings. He’s toyed with me from the second I arrived and I know this is what he wants… he wants me to love him so I never betray him. I’d never betray him and he didn’t have to make me fall for him to assure that. He’s my Fortunate, being faithful is the only thing I really need to do and I would’ve done it, love or not.
He keeps his distance tonight, sleeping with his back to me. He didn’t try to hug me like he does most nights and I’m not going to lie, it kind of hurts, but at the same time, it’s good for my head. I need to think clearly. I need to make sure my feelings are real and not a result of mind-blowing sex. Perhaps I need to be in my bed and away from the body heat exuding from a half-naked Kade. Hell, even his body heat has sex appeal. I roll my eyes and push back the blankets. My bed definitely sounds like a good idea.
I slip from the bed, holding my dress as tightly to my body as I can—as if it’ll protect me from the cold air. If I’m being honest, wearing these dresses is really starting to get old. I could go with some pants… or a jacket, something to really keep me warm.