Chapter 54
Adrian’s NIV
Ryder’s song had ignited a fire in my veins. Ifix brazen declaration, these lyrics dripping with intent but my skye, was all attront fender fre
The thought of him singing about kissing her lips, of the pack asuming they shared something intimate, fueled a leafarer ter Wered hotter than th desert sun. I wanted to claim her, to ensure no other mate would dare cover her again.
1 tracked her scent through the canyon, each step driven by a primal orge to possess her, to erase Ryder’s insolence from Her boyly goud maid,
Finding her behind that boulder, her silver hair tucked beneath her hoodie, my control nearly shattered Her scent jasmine fared with the heady miket arousal–hit me like a drug.
I pulled her into my lap, her warmth pressing against my chest, and when her lips met mine, hesitant then fierce, it was like pooring gamline the interio inside me. I kissed her with a hunger I couldn’t tame, my tongue claiming her mouth, tasting the sweetness of het surrender.
Her hands clutched my chest, het heartbeat a frantic rhythm that matched the thunder in my own. Every brush of her lips stoked the fire, my need for her consuming every rational thought.
My fingers roamed her skin, tracing the delicate curve of her collarbone, soft as silk under my calloused touch. I slid my hands beneath her shirt, has warmth enveloping me as I unhooked her bra with a practiced flick. Her breasts were soft, full, fitting perfectly in my palms, and I groaned against her lips as I caressed them, feeling her nipples harden under my thumbs.
Each touch drew a shiver from her, a soft gasp that fueled my desire.
My cock strained against my jeans, aching for her, the need to bury myself in her overwhelming.
I wanted to rip her clothes off, to fuck her until she forgot every other name but mine.
I guided her hand to my erection, her fingers tentative as they brushed the hard length through the fabric.
Her touch, even hesitant, sent a jolt of pleasure through me, my hips shifting toward her. My other hand slipped beneath her jeans, past her panties, and found her pussy–hot, wet, and so fucking inviting. The slick heat of her arousal coated my fingers, and a growl rumbled in my chest.
She was ready for me, her body begging for what I wanted to give. I teased her clit, slow circles that made her hips buck, her breath hitching in a way that drove me wild.
“Fuck, Skye,” I murmured, my voice rough, “you’re so ready for me.”
The cliff’s edge loomed behind us, the sheer drop adding a reckless thrill. The desert wind whispered against my skin, but it couldn’t cool the heat between
- us.
I pressed her against the boulder, the canyon sprawling below, the danger heightening every sensation.
Her thighs trembled as I kissed her neck, sucking the pulse point that fluttered wildly. I tugged her jeans lower, exposing her hips, and slid my fingers deeper, parting her folds.
Her pussy clenched around my fingers, tight and slick, as I moved slowly, savoring her heat. I added a second finger, stretching her gently feeling her walls pulse with every thrust. Her moans grew louder, her hips grinding against my hand, chasing the pleasure I gave.
I nipped her earlobe, my lips trailing to her jaw, tasting the salt of her skin as I worked her closer to the edge.
My cock throbbed, desperate to replace my fingers, to feel her tightness envelop me completely. I wanted to fuck her with the abyss at our backs, to make her scream my name into the night.
I shifted, pressing my erection against her thigh, the friction maddening. Her hand tightened on my cock through my jeans, strok with growing confidence, each movement sending sparks of pleasure through me.
I groaned, my control fraying as I imagined her pussy gripping me the way her hand did. I wanted to tear her clothes off, to sink into her and claim her completely, the cliff’s edge making every touch feel like a defiance of fate itself. The thought of taking her here, with the void so close, sent a surge of
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adrenaline through me, my body screaming to make her mine in every
Then she spoke, her voice trembling. “Adrian… this is my first time.”
way.
The words hit like a bucket of ice water. I froze, my hand stilling inside her, my breath caught. My mind reeled–she’d never been with anyone else
No other man had touched her like this, claimed her body?
The thought sent a surge of possessiveness through me, but guilt crashed in, heavy and unyielding. She wasn’t my mate. I’d known that, felt the absence of that fated bond, a truth that gnawed at me even now. Yet here I was, driven by jealousy and lust, about to take her virginity without a promise, without a commitment she deserved.
I’d let my anger at Ryder push me to this, but she deserved more than a reckless fuck driven by my need to dominate.
I pulled back, my hands retreating from her body, though it felt like tearing myself apart. The urge to claim her warred with the part of me that knew better. I looked into her eyes, seeing desire tangled with uncertainty, mirroring my own conflict.
My chest tightened. I couldn’t do this to her, not like this. She deserved more than a fleeting moment on a cliff’s edge. I wanted to promise her everything. to give her the commitment she deserved before taking something so precious.
I needed her to know this wasn’t just lust, that I saw her as more than a conquest.
“Skye,” I said, my voice low, serious, “are you sure about this? Have you thought it through? Is this really what you want?” I searched her face, needing her to choose me as much as I was choosing her, needing her to understand the weight of this moment.
Her lips parted, her eyes wide with a mix of longing and doubt, but before she could answer, voices broke through the night–Nadia’s sharp tone and Ryder’s unmistakable drawl, too close for comfort.
My jaw clenched, the intrusion shattering the fragile moment. I pulled Skye closer, shielding her as I strained to listen, my body still humming with unspent desire, my mind a battlefield of restraint and need.
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