Havoc (Storm MC 7)

“Have I made myself clear?” His voice was harder, growlier this time, and it caused me to flinch.

“Why?”

He scowled. Loosening his hold on me he spun me around in his embrace so my back was to his front. His arms tightened around me and his mouth moved to my ear. “I like it rough and I like it dirty, but no fuckin’ way am I gonna do what you’re asking. Now tell me you understand, because if you push me for this, I’m walking out of this room right fuckin’ now and never coming back.”

My request had worked him up and my instincts told me to let it go. I was pretty sure Havoc walked a tightrope between good and bad, and as much as I wanted pain from him, I knew deep in my gut that I didn’t want him to snap and lose his control.

I nodded. “I understand.”

“Good.”

He didn’t let me go and he didn’t move. His arms remained in place around me and his face remained close to mine. I could hear his heavy breaths. They matched mine.

They blared his inner struggle with this.

I hated that I did that to him.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, wishing I’d never brought this up. Somehow, I’d misread him.

His arms loosened a little and I felt him nodding. “Yeah.” His voice faded into the air around us and I figured he was still processing whatever thoughts and feelings my request had stirred. Havoc seemed to do more thinking than any man I’d ever known.

“Maybe we should call it quits for the night,” I suggested, even though it was the last thing I wanted.

He stilled. “Not fuckin’ likely to happen. Not when you’ve been naked for as long as you have and my dick is as hard as it is.” He paused for a moment before adding, “Unless you don’t want it.”

I expelled a long breath. “Havoc, I’m fairly certain that anytime you’re offering your cock, I’ll want it.”

His body relaxed a little against mine and one of his hands moved to cup my breast. I dropped my face to watch his fingers working my nipple. Havoc’s hands were one of my favourite parts of him. They were large and strong. Powerful. But to me, they were also safe. I always felt protected in his hold. It was a feeling I couldn’t even begin to understand, having not known him very long, but when his hands touched me, I had this unwavering sensation that no harm would come to me while with him.

I placed a hand over his, running my fingers over the chunky ring he wore to interlock our fingers. He wore two chunky rings, one on each hand, and a leather wrist cuff on his right wrist. He also wore a silver necklace with a yin yang pendant. It surprised me he wore all that jewellery because he was so masculine, but it only showed me further proof there was more to Havoc than met the eye.

As I laced my fingers through his, he sucked in a breath and slid his other hand down my body to run his finger through my heat. Groaning as he discovered my wetness, he pushed his finger deep inside me.

“Oh, God…” I laid my head back and rested it on his shoulder. Closing my eyes, I welcomed every drop of pleasure he gave me.

“You’re close, aren’t you?” His gravelly voice vibrated along my skin, carrying more bliss with it.

I bit my lip, not wanting to come yet, but knowing it wouldn’t be long. “Yes.”

“Don’t.” The command in his tone was clear and I blinked my eyes open.

“I can’t stop it, Havoc.” Even as I said the words, another pulse of pleasure rippled through my body, bringing me closer to the edge.

He stopped what he was doing and spun me around. “Breathe through it and hold it back.” Still so commanding.

My whole body was alive with need and his bossy tone only intensified my desire. Staring at him, I nodded, but didn’t say a word. I couldn’t. I was too busy focusing on my breathing to get any words out.

He took in my nod and then dropped his eyes to roam my body. When he bent his head so he could take one of my nipples into his mouth while at the same time pulling my body to his, I moaned. His hands gripped my ass and his teeth grazed my breast. I held onto him, digging my fingers into his waist. I wanted to take hold of his cock and pleasure him, but my mind was shutting down as I fought my release. All I could manage in that moment was to hold on tight and breathe.

Havoc’s breathing picked up as he sucked and licked and bit my breasts. And his grip on my ass tightened until suddenly, he let my breasts go and he lifted me into his arms. A moment later, he deposited me on the bed before removing the rest of his clothes.

“Lie on your back,” he ordered as he moved over me.

Positioning his legs between mine, he slid his hand down my thigh and pulled my leg up to wrap around him. I instinctively did the same with my other leg. He kept that hand on my leg while his other hand was planted firmly on the bed next to me to hold him up. His eyes found mine right before he dipped his head to kiss me.

Rough.

Demanding.