Heartless Savage (Angels Halo MC Next Gen 7)

“Me too, my heart.” I drank in the sight of her. Her long blond hair falling over one shoulder, the ends brushing over my bare chest and making my entire body react as it grazed enticingly over my skin. Her face was bare of makeup, but her bottom lip was swollen, as if she’d been gnawing on it incessantly. I brushed my thumb over the fullness, amazed at how soft it was. “How do you get more and more beautiful every time I see you?” I mused aloud.

She gave a soft laugh. “Guzman said you were drunk, but I didn’t believe him.”

I grunted unhappily. “I don’t want to talk about him. We have so little time together, and I don’t want to waste it. It will be morning soon, and my alarm will go off. Kiss me, instead. Let me taste you until I have to wake up and leave you behind once again.”

Her chin trembled. “Ryan, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize how hard this was for you. Please forgive me for being so immature. I was angry with you—with everyone—for leaving me here. When all along, I was the one who left you.”

I thrust my fingers into her hair, tugging her head back just hard enough to stop her flow of words. “Hush, baby. You have nothing to be sorry for. Now, kiss me. Let me taste you for just a little while.”

Her breath hitched, and I rolled us. The covers fell away as I spread her legs and slid between them. The way she cried out when her sex cradled my aching cock made me shudder with pleasure. Her running shorts didn’t hide how turned on she already was. I could feel the heat of her core along my shaft as it nestled between her folds through the thin layers of clothing that separated us.

Nova’s green eyes were glazed with need as I lowered my head and lightly brushed my lips over hers. She tasted like mint, as if she’d just brushed her teeth, but it couldn’t mask the sweetness of her mouth I craved. My tongue swept inside, conquering, branding, reminding us both who she belonged to.

Her nails scraped down my back, making me groan in pleasure as her lower body arched against me, seeking friction. Breathing hard, I broke the kiss and pressed my forehead to hers. “I’m going to wake up fucking my fist in about two minutes. Let me feel you come for me before the alarm pulls us apart.”

“Ryan,” she panted. Fuck, the way she said my name made the base of my spine tingle. I was going to come all over myself, remembering how her voice had been so full of hunger and the plea for fulfillment. But first, I needed to get my dream Nova off.

“You feel so good, baby. Let me touch your pussy, let me feel it clench around my finger so I can use the memory to get off over and over again.” I sucked on her neck, loving the way she whined her agreement, her nails like claws scratching down my back, over my shoulder blades, up my neck.

I sat up on my knees and tugged her shorts and white cotton bikini briefs down her legs. The sight of my name on her wrist only made my cock harder. When I discovered how wet she was, I licked my lips. How many times had I imagined tasting her there? How often had I dreamed of this moment?

“Ryan, you’re not dreaming,” she whispered, as if she could read my mind, or perhaps, I’d spoken aloud.

It didn’t matter because I was distracted by her tits rising and falling rapidly as I fell between her legs. The moment my mouth latched on to her clit, she screamed, her fingers thrusting into my hair, holding me to her as she rode my tongue. “Ah, fuck. Maybe I’m the one dreaming. Yes, please, Ryan. Please!”

The taste of her was like nothing I’d ever experienced before—a million times better than anything I’d ever imagined. Sweet and tangy nectar that made my cock leak onto the sheets as I thrust a single finger into her tight pussy.

Her shocked gasp at my invasion made my balls tighten, and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before that damn alarm went off and reality would pull me from this secret paradise where I could be happy for as long as my eyes were closed. But the moment my lashes lifted, the darkness would consume me again.

Taking Nova away.

Leaving me with that gaping void deep in my soul.

Tears burned my eyes, but I held them at bay, refusing to let them fall. What was the point in crying? I still had my dreams with her. At least here, I could enjoy a few moments of peace.

I felt her clench around my finger just as her thighs began to shake and her fingers tugged harder at my hair. “That’s it, baby,” I encouraged. “Come for me. Let me taste it.”

Her scream filled the room, and my cock began to jerk against the sheets beneath me. But my own release was short and unfulfilling, leaving my cock still rock hard and throbbing in time with my pounding heartbeat. Not that I cared. I was too busy savoring her flood of release, licking up every drop.

When her body stopped trembling, she went limp beneath me, and I kissed my way up to her mouth, sharing her flavor as I thrust my tongue against hers. She moaned at the erotic taste of herself and twisted beneath me until she was on top. Breathing hard, she slid down my body, but instead of pausing at my cock, she backed off the bed and started pulling on her panties and shorts.

Confused, I sat up. “Come back. I have a little more time before the alarm goes off.”

Her hands shook as she lifted them to comb her fingers through her hair. My cock began to drip at the sight of her standing there with her disheveled hair, kiss-swollen lips, and her skin flushed from her release. “Ryan, listen to me. You’re not dreaming.”

My lips lifted in a sad smile. “I wish, my heart. I would give up my next breath if this were real.” I held out my hand to her. “Come back to bed so I can hold you. Just a little longer. Hurry before the alarm goes off.”

She pulled up one side of her running shorts and lifted her foot onto the bed, revealing a scar on her inner thigh that I’d missed while I’d been eating her sweet pussy. I frowned at the sight. Dream Nova had never had that mark before. It looked deep and painful, and as I moved closer to the edge of the bed, I caught the outline of…

My eyes locked with hers. “Someone bit you?” My voice was thick, full of a mixture of anger and jealousy. Someone had violently sunk their teeth into her delicate flesh. How had they gotten so close to such an intimate place on a body that belonged only to me?

“It’s a long story.” She took my hand and pressed it to her chest. In my rush to taste her earlier, I hadn’t even taken off her T-shirt or bra, and I wanted to feel her tits in my hands.

I cupped one, feeling the weight in my hand, massaging her before pinching her diamond-hard nipple. “Come back to bed,” I implored in a low voice, fighting the other emotions warring for my attention, only wanting to concentrate on the here and now with her. “I’ll lick your pussy again until the alarm goes off.”

She jerked back, leaving me empty-handed. “You’re not dreaming.”

I didn’t like her arguing with me and wasting our time together. We had so little as it was. I only wanted to spend it making her feel good and then holding her. “Get back in this bed, Nova. If I have to put you here, I’m going to spank your ass.”