Yes. . .I’m going to have to kill him.
Chapter 11
Blood Angel
CAIN
I
knew my brothers were waiting for me to pack Phoenix up and get on with it.
Not yet.
The scent of her fear and desire clung to the air. It made my mouth water.
I must have her. . .just a little.
I moved my attention to her shivering body. Those beautiful, bloodied letters on her flesh came into focus. The letters carved into her skin glistened with blood and dew. The marks on her flesh would perfectly scar. It was the physical proof that she would always belong to me.
So lovely.
I couldn’t wait for those scars to heal. I yearned to lick, suck, and bite on the puckered flesh.
Reaching down, I touched the edges of the wound and swirled the tips of my finger in the warm blood.
“Hmmm.” I brought the fingers up to my mouth and licked them. I groaned at the salty-sweet mixture of blood and sweat.
She watched me.
What’s on your mind?
The plan was to be in and out, yet my fierce Phoenix made that difficult. Any other woman might have cried, stumbled, and gave up in defeat.
She isn’t just any woman.
She ran. She fought. She wouldn’t stop until I bound and taped her mouth. And even then she struggled against the ropes and cuffs. Even then she screamed through the duct tape. Even after slicing my name onto her skin I saw the fierce defiance in her eyes.
She won’t let herself be mine so easily. I’ll have to show her over and over.
I should have been packing her clothes as well as loading her stuff and her in the truck right now. But it had been too long of a hunt to find her. Plus, my body craved her. I needed to sample some of the wet goodness between her thighs.
So I explored every inch of that body with my hands. Her hips were firm and shapely, her brown skin smooth and soft like silk. Her muscles shivered and flexed.
I lifted her up and wrapped my fingers around one ass cheek and massaged it. The sensation of her ass against my hand was electric. “All fucking mine.”
I slipped my fingers down to her thighs and massaged that warm, moist, tight pussy. I caressed it with my hand, and my fingers slid across her pubic hair and into the wetness of her sex. My mouth watered.
“This feeling. These sensations that I experience with you.” I unbuckled my jeans. “I don’t want to feel them with anyone else.”
She moved her gaze to my hands as I pushed the belt aside.
“You’re all I need.” Next, I unbuttoned and unzipped the jeans. “All I ever want in this life.”
The heat radiating from her body scorched me.
Her dilated eyes locked onto my hands as I pushed the jeans down over my ass and thighs, freeing my dick. It bobbed a little and then pointed at her. Swollen and stiff. The mushroomed tip was already slick with pre-cum.
I moved my gaze to her pussy. The soft flesh dripped with arousal.
A twisted smile spread across my face. “You want to fuck just as much as I do. Don’t you?”
With my bloodied fingers, I stroked the big, long length in front of her.
She widened those eyes.
The muscles in my arm bulged as I pumped my dick, moving her blood over my erection. Up and down. Up and down. Staining it. My balls ached for release. My body drummed with hunger.
She lifted her head a little as if to get a closer look.
I growled, “Do you want me inside of you?”
She lay her head back down on the bed.
“That’s right.” I gave her a wicked smile and let go of my dick. “You can’t properly answer me.”
I lowered to her and gently removed the duct tape. After it was off her face, she twisted her mouth from side to side.
I lowered my fingers to her spread thighs and toyed with her pussy. “Do you want me inside of you?”
A soft gasp left her.
“Answer me.” I dove two fingers into that wet pussy. It was so drenched I could taste her arousal on my tongue without lowering my mouth to those soaking lips. I groaned. “Your body says yes, but what about your mouth.”
She arched up and closed her eyes. “Does it matter?”
“You tell me.” I thumbed her soaked clit.
Moaning, she shivered under me.
“Do you want this dick?”
She bit her lip.
“Tell me.”
She whispered, “Yes.”
Leaving her pussy, I lowered and hovered over her, so that my face was barely an inch from hers.
Her breathing picked up.
“I didn’t hear you.” I brushed my mouth against her bottom lip. “Say it again.”
She glared. “You heard me.”
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
She looked away.
“No.” I returned to playing with her wet pussy. “You don’t get off that easy.”
She turned back to me. “Yes.”