Knocking her hand away, I ripped my fingers from her and angled my hips.
“Tell me to stop, Della.” My voice wasn’t my own. It was black and dripping and demonic.
“Never.” Spreading her legs, her hands landed on my ass, pulling me into her.
A small ribbon of blood decorated her arm from a sharp twig.
A shadow of a bruise marked the creamy flesh of her throat.
I wanted to feel bad.
I didn’t.
The first welcome of her body blew my existence into tiny smithereens, and I no longer cared about the pieces. I didn’t care if I’d be the same person after this. I didn’t care about right and wrong.
This was right.
So, so right.
I fell on her, crushing her into the earth as I pushed inside her. I wasn’t slow. I wasn’t gentle. I was everything she’d made me become.
She tensed beneath me, her body tight, unyielding.
Parts of me cried for what I was doing, for the desecration of the purest thing I’d ever loved, while most of me rejoiced at finally finding the one person I’d been searching for.
“I’m sorry.” My mouth slammed on hers, and my hips shot forward, driving through that tightness until her body gave way in a rush of welcome, her legs wrapped around my hips, and her moan filled my lungs.
She wanted me.
And I took her.
Hard.
Fast.
Ruthless.
My eyes snapped closed as everything inside wanted to erupt. Her heat. Her scent. The fact that this wasn’t some faceless, nameless woman I couldn’t stand but the girl I’d loved my entire life. The girl I’d die to deserve.
My heart swelled to four times its size, suffocating in its ribcage, desperate to sacrifice itself to her.
I was the luckiest bastard alive.
Connected.
Finally.
Together.
Finally.
Shock crashed over us that we were no longer separate, but one.
Tearing my mouth away, I locked eyes on hers and begged to see what I needed to see. The same violent fire. The same undeniable desire. Plucking a leaf stuck to her cheek, I groaned, “Look at what you’re making me do.”
“I don’t care.”
“I’m inside you.”
“I know.”
“I’m fucking mad for you, and you’re wedged on the forest floor. You’re bleeding for fuck’s sake.”
She smiled as if I’d given her the best gift in the world. “I know.”
I laughed, groaning under my breath as my cock throbbed in her body. “What else do you know, Della Ribbon?”
“I know that you’re inside me. And you’re just delaying what you truly want to do.”
My eyes hooded. “And what’s that?”
“You want to fuck me.”
My entire body rippled in impending release. “Quiet. You’ll make me come.”
“Well, you shut up and fuck me.”
I thrust once, both of us hissing with searing pleasure.
“I can’t believe—” My voice hitched as I thrust again. “—we’re talking at a time like this.”
“I can’t believe you’re still talking.” Her hips rocked up, rubbing herself on me. With a sexy moan, she dug nails deeper into my ass. “Shut up, Ren.”
I kissed her, speaking into her lips. “You’re such a menace.”
“And you’re a tease.”
I laughed again, awed that even in this new act we could joke like old times. “Tease? Oh, I’m many things, Della, but I’m not a tease.”
My knees dug traction into the leaf-littered earth, driving into her again, deep, so deep.
Her head fell back, and her fingernails dug into my ass, yanking me harder into her.
I stared at her in total fucking awe.
How had I never seen?
How had I never known?
She was my other half, not just in friendship and family, but in everything else, too.
“You want me, Della Ribbon?” I murmured, my cock throbbing inside her.
“Yes. God, yes.”
I moved.
I thrust hard, driving her into the ground. “Have me.” Thrust. “Have all of me.” Thrust. “You already have my heart. Now you have my soul.”
I thrust in anger for how true that was.
I bent to kiss her again, and something snapped inside her. The same thing that’d snapped inside me. She bit me, pushing my shoulders and fighting against me to roll me onto my back.
For a second, shock rendered me pliant, and I rolled over, staying inside her, pressing her hips down onto mine. I coughed, unable to comprehend why I was on the floor instead of her.
She sat on top of me, her eyes heavy and lips swollen, and although she looked absolutely stunning with leaves crowning her tangled hair and dirt smudging her cheek, she didn’t belong up there.
She belonged beneath me.
Rolling again, I pinned her to the ground, grabbed her wrists, and slammed them above her head. My hips rolled, locking her in place. “I call the shots, Della. Not you.”
Something flared in her eyes as she struggled to free herself.
I only fucked her harder, my fingers tightening around her wrists as I thrust fast and deep. “Argue and I’ll argue back.” My face contorted with black agony as I let go a little more, biting her neck, arching my hips until every inch of me pounded into her. “Then again, fight. Let’s see what happens if you do.”