Page 80 of Misted

“That doesn’t warrant death.”

“It does to me,” I growl.

“Hawk.” She wraps her arms around my waist, tiptoes and seals a kiss to my cheek.

Something freezes at the moment her lips linger to my skin like a soft caress. My hold falters on the scum and he falls to the ground, coughing like a lung cancer patient.

He crawls away and I go to grab him. Mist steps between us and holds my cheeks in her hands.

“Just a thief.” She enunciates as if I need to hear every word separately.

It’s not her words that douse water on the raging storm, it’s her touch. The way she firmly holds my cheeks. The way she kissed me as if we were still teens. The way her body leans into me as if she needs my closeness as much as I do hers.

I grab her by the hips and yank her up against the wall. A gasp falls from her parted lips but she wraps her legs around my waist and her arms surround my neck.

My lips find her ear and I suck the lobe inside my mouth, nibbling on it.

“W-what are you doing?” she asks with an edge of horror and unmistakable desire.

Her nipples pucker against my chest and her legs wrap around me tighter as if she doesn’t want me to let her go.

“I can smell your arousal,” I murmur in her ear, and I’m rewarded by a full-body shudder.

“We’re in public,” she hisses as I pepper kisses along her throat. “Someone will see.”

“Fuck them.”

I bite on her collarbone and she releases a deep-throated groan.

“Fuck everyone.” I yank her dress to her waist and shove her underwear and my jeans down at a miraculous speed.

“Oh, God.” Her head falls back as I bite her nipple through the dress. “If you keep doing that… I… oh…”

I re-adjust her legs so my painfully hard cock aligns with her slick entrance, but I remain there, both of us inhale and exhale each other’s heavy breaths.

The first time, I was so angry, I didn’t even want to see her face, but now that’s she completely into me and with me — despite the public threat — I can’t help seeing something shifting in her.

“Who do you belong to?” I ask against her parted lips.

She gulps an audible breath. “You.”

My tongue swipes along her trembling upper lip. “Say you always belonged to me.”

I don’t even care if it’s a lie, I need to hear her say the words.

Mist closes her eyes for the briefest second before the bright hazel entraps me in their depths. “It’s always been you, Hawk.”

I ram inside her in one brutal go that steals both our breaths. Mist’s mouth opens in a wordless cry as I thrust into her like a mad man. Her entire body jerks up and down the wall and I have to brace my hand behind her back so I don’t scrape her skin.

She takes me all in, her body shuddering and trembling against mine as she breathes, “Harder,” into my ear.

It drives me fucking insane that she wants me unhinged and out of control. I thrust into her so deep and fast like neither of us can’t get enough of each other.

It doesn’t take her long to unravel around me, clenching my cock with a tightness that makes me follow right after her.

She muffles her screams in my T-shirt while I bite her neck so hard and then suck, making sure to leave an angry mark against her porcelain skin.

Mine.