Tame Me (Broken Heroes 5)

I part my lips for her and grant her entry, my tongue stroking hers, tangling with hers. She moans into my mouth, the low sound ripping through me.

Slow. Gentle. Kind.

I repeat inside my head as I drop my hands and trail them down over her body, first her shoulders, then her arms. She’s so warm in my arms, I feel like I’m burning alive. I lick my lips, my gaze dropping to her dusky pink nipples. Goosebumps erupt across her skin at my touch.

“Are you sure…?” If she asked me to stop now, I could. It would kill me, but I would do it. Once we start. I don’t know if I would be able to. “Are you sure this is what you want? Once I start, I won’t be able to stop. It’s going to hurt, and you might hate me afterwards.”

“I could never hate you, Roman,” she whispers against my lips. She’s so trusting, so sweet, it hurts, but if this is what she wants, who am I to deny her? If she hates me tomorrow, so be it. Right now, she’s asking me to take her, begging even, and I’m merely a man.

A man falling for a woman I have no business falling for.

“Don’t be so sure. You have no idea what’s going to happen tonight.” And neither do I. If I lose myself inside her, this could turn bad real fast. Sex usually curbs the craving for violence, the craving for blood and pain, but Sophie’s different—she’s a drug herself. She shivers, and I lean forward, placing a kiss against her racing pulse. I’m rewarded with a little moan and feel my control hanging on by a mere thread…one that Sophie keeps yanking on.

My hands roam down her bare skin until I’m cupping her firm ass in my hands. Dipping my thumbs into the flimsy waistband of her panties, I drag them down her ass far enough for them to fall her legs. Completely naked, and at my mercy, I grab onto her ass cheeks once more, kneading the tender flesh before sliding my hands to her upper thighs. With a gentleness I’m not even aware of having, I grab and haul her up my body.

She spreads her legs and wraps them around my waist. Her hot, bare pussy rubs against my lower stomach, and I can feel the moisture of her arousal on my skin.

Knowing she’s already wet and ready for me has my dick so hard, I’m not sure it will ever go down again. I step up to the king size bed and lay her on the mattress. Her dark brown hair flows around her like a messy halo. With her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, she pulls me down on top of her.

Our lips meet again, this time with a deeper intensity. There’s a biting, searing force between us as our teeth collide. It’s beyond different in comparison to all the other times we’ve kissed. Her arms and legs are still wrapped around my body as if she’s afraid I’ll pull away and walk out the door at any second. Don’t worry, baby. I couldn’t leave now, not even if I tried. I’m too far gone.

My body blankets hers, and with her clinging onto me like she is, I have a hard time keeping my body weight off her. I don’t want to hurt her or squish her, so I need to assure I’m staying. I pull away from her face just an inch.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I assure her. Our scents mingle together. Arousal coats the air, making it hard for me to swallow, hard for me to do anything but give into the need pulsing in my veins.

She gives me a shy smile and loosens her grip. I damn near sigh when I start to move on top of her, feeling all her softness mold into my hard. I leave a trail of open mouth kisses along her jaw, down her neck, over collarbone, grinding my rock-hard cock into her drenched pussy. She’s beyond ready for me. I can feel her arousal against her thighs dampening my jeans.

By the sounds of it, I could make her come just like this—my rough denim jeans between our bodies—but I don’t want that. I want to feel her come—on my hand, in my mouth, on my cock. I want to taste her sweetness as it coats my chin.

I continue peppering kisses all over her body, alternating between biting and sucking the soft flesh.

“Ahhh…” Sophie whimpers when I finally reach her perky breasts. I smirk against her flesh, before taking one of her hardened nipples into my mouth. Her whimpers grow louder, and her fingers tangle in my hair as she holds my lips against her breast.

“Roman…Oh god…” I damn near come at the fucking moans ripping from her throat. I release her tit with a loud pop and roll her nipples between two fingers before releasing them and moving lower. Her body withers against mine, and she’s restless, greedy for a release.