Page 50 of Psychological War

Dropping the towel I crawled in behind her and couldn't stop myself from pulling her body up against my chest. She fit and felt right with her lying against me, even if it was her back.

“I don’t understand why I feel like this,” she mumbled.

“I don’t either, but I’m not going to fight it,” I whispered into her hair. Even though I wasn’t tired, I felt my eyelids closing.

“When you were lying there, I got really scared. I think it’s the first time I got that scared in such a long time. I lost control when I saw you fall. It was like something took over my body. I didn’t like seeing your hurt.”

“When they hurt you, I felt the same way. I hated seeing them attack you. I almost felt useless,” I admitted. I didn’t want her to think of me as some softy, because I had no idea what that even meant. But for her I would learn. “Where are we?”

She left out a little chuckle before pushing her ass into my groin. I couldn’t help the swell of my cock, pressing it further into her ass.

“You’re hurt, stop grinding into me. And to answer your question, like I said North Carolina, but it’s my house.”

“I like being in your space,” I muttered. I could blame the drowsiness, but it wasn’t.

“When we arrived, Killian went and got y’all some clothes. They’re in the dresser.”

“I like lying here naked with you.”

“Figured you would. Mila and Tobias spent a lot of time with me, helping me around the house. Tobias is my little shadow; he wants to learn to ride a horse. I think I need to do more convincing with Dimitri. He hates me.”

“He doesn’t hate you.”I think.

“Oh he really does. When he woke up, I’m pretty sure he was about to kill me until I told him about Luca.”

“What about him?” Her body immediately went stiff. I wanted to push and demand she tell me how she knew him, but I doubted she would tell me. Salem liked hiding her secrets. I may not know much about her, but the thing I did know for sure was that she liked hiding in the shadows. She liked her secrets.

“There are things you don’t know about me, and I’m not sure I’m ready to tell you. Or if I’ll ever be ready to tell you,” she finally admitted. I should’ve known it was coming.

“Are you going to show me around the farm?” I asked. I truly couldn’t believe I was talking about a farm. Growing up in the city of New York and then moving to Moscow, I never thought I would end up on a farm, yet here I was.

“Maybe when you’re feeling better. Your head got hit pretty hard, and I know you broke a few ribs in there.”

“Are you a doctor now?” I tried to poke fun, but instead her body stiffened again. “I’m sorry,” I murmured into her hair, tugging her body closer against mine. Though I had no idea how that was even possible.

“You should get some sleep.”

“I’m not tired, but I know something else that might wear me down.” I moved my hips against her backside.

“Zane, you’re hurt.” Her weak plea trailed off as I ground against her again, swallowing the pain. It didn’t matter. I would welcome any pain when it came to her.

“I just need to feel you,” I tried to convince her. Rolling onto my back I brought her with me, slipping her around until she was straddling me. She looked down at me, her hair falling around her face. I almost didn’t want to welcome that warm feeling in my chest. But for her, I would. I masked the pain coursing through my body. But just to have Salem on top of me was well worth it.

“Don’t move.” She sighed, losing the fight right in front of my eyes. Leaning up, she grabbed hold of the base of my cock. Positioning herself over me, my breath caught as she rubbed my tip along the lips of her pussy. She was dripping wet.

I couldn’t stop the groan escaping my mouth as she slowly lowered herself down. Her pussy swallowed my shaft. Halfway down, she smirked before pressing her lips to my nose. I don’t know why she did it, or why I felt my heart speed up at the intimate act.

Only when I thought I could finally accept air into my lungs, did she continue kissing her way to my neck. Sucking below my ear, dragging her tongue over me. I couldn’t stop my hands reaching towards her hips to slam her down. It felt too good. She felt too good. She was trying to tease me.

The moment I raised my hands to her hips she shot all the way off, taking me by surprise. “I said. Do. Not. Move.” Her stern voice shouldn’t have turned me on this much but fuck if I didn’t want to roll us over and slam myself into her. To lose myself in her.

“I won’t move again.” My voice was weak, pleading for her to give me what I needed.

“I’ll stop if you do.” Gripping my cock once more, she painfully and even slower than before lowered herself down onto me. Not stopping until her ass hit my thighs, her pussy swallowing me whole.

She felt like heaven, felt like home, and I never wanted to leave. I fought against myself to not grab her again. It took everything in me not to fight her and take what I wanted.

What I needed.