The Rose He Killed novel Chapter 137

Chapter 124: First Time Again pt 2

Bella POV

I rolled my hips once, slow, grinding down until he was buried to the hilt. Then I started riding him- deliberate at first, then faster, harder. My hands braced on his chest, nails scoring faint red lines. Every downward stroke dragged a rough sound from his throat. His hips jerked up to meet me, fighting the restraint, chasing more.

I leaned forward, breasts brushing his chest, lips at his ear. “You’re so loud,” I whispered, voice wrecked and teasing. “Tom’s only a few rooms down. You’re gonna wake him.”

He laughed-short, breathless, almost a groan-then bit his lip hard, trying to muffle the next sound. His wrists strained against the tie; the headboard creaked.

“Using my own words against me,” he managed, voice-rough. “Evil.”

I smiled against his jaw, then sat up straight again and picked up the pace-riding him relentlessly, chasing that second edge that was already building fast. My thighs burned, my core ached, but I didn’t stop. Couldn’t. The sight of him like this-restrained, flushed, completely at my mercy-sent fresh heat flooding through me.

He was close. I could feel it in the way his c**k throbbed inside me, the way his abs clenched, the desperate flex of his hips. His breathing turned ragged, broken curses slipping out.

“Bella-fuck-please”

“Please what?” I slowed just enough to torture him, rolling my hips in tight circles.

“Please” His voice cracked. “I’m gonna-let me”

I clenched around him hard on the next downstroke. His whole body bowed, a choked shout tearing out before he clamped his jaw shut. Too late as the sound echoed.

I laughed softly, breathless. “Shh. You’re so loud.”

He glared up at me-half feral, half wrecked-and thrust up as much as the tie allowed. “Untie me and I’ll show you loud.”

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Instead I leaned down, kissed him deep, and rode him faster-harder-until my own orgasm crashed over me again. I shattered around him, trembling, crying out against his mouth. The pulse of my release dragged him over with me. He came with a low, guttural groan, hips jerking uncontrollably as he spilled inside me for the second time, hot and deep.

I collapsed onto his chest, both of us panting, slick with sweat. After a minute I reached up, tugged the knot free. His arms came around me instantly, crushing me close, one hand fisting in my hair.

“You’re dangerous,” he muttered against my temple, still catching his breath.

I smiled into his skin. “Good.”

He rolled us so I was tucked under him, legs tangled, his weight a solid, grounding blanket. His lips brushed my forehead, soft now.

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Ime Agam pt 2

“Stay,” he said again, quieter this time.

twrapped my arms around his neck and held on.

“I already told you,” whispered, “I’m not going anywhere.”

Claim

We lay tangled together in the dark afterward, his heart still loud against my ear, his hand moving slowly through my hair. I floated in a warm, weightless silence that had no room in it for fear or doubt or Diana or any of the things that had been pressing on me for days.

“You okay?” he said eventually, quiet into my hair.

“More than okay,” I said. “Embarrassingly okay.”

I felt him smile. “Good.”

I pressed closer and closed my eyes, and the last thought I had before sleep pulled me under was that I had spent a long time being afraid of exactly this – the specific, devastating vulnerability of being loved by someone you loved back.

The light was grey and early when something landed on my feet.

I surfaced slowly, aware of warmth against my back and the blanket covering both our nacked bodies.

“Mummy.” Tom’s voice, loud for the hour. “You are in Daddy’s bed.”

I kept my eyes closed. Behind me, I felt Caleb’s breath change – awake, trying not to laugh.

“Am I,” I said.

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