Page 64 of Merciless King
“Promises, promises.” I grin up at him.
“Now you’ve asked for it.” He crawls on the bed like a wild animal about to pounce on its prey. My body shudders in anticipation. He pushes my legs open, sliding his hands underneath me, lifting me up to his mouth. “Hold on, Piper.”
My fingers grip the sheets as his mouth lowers to my pussy and does the most delicious, amazing things. I go from zero to sixty and then soar in a matter of moments. He gives me a moment to catch my breath before he does it again. And again. And again until I’m a whimpering puddle.
“Elio…” I don’t think I can take any more.
He slides up my body. “Yes, Piper?” His expression is smug. He knows he rocked my world… more than once.
Deciding I might be able to handle a bit more after all, I respond. “Fuck me.”
He thrusts hard, forcing the breath from me. I grip his shoulders, arching my back as my entire body responds to his invasion.
He lets out a feral growl as he moves, fast, hard, like he’s not quite in control. But that’s okay because I don’t feel like I’m in command of my body, either. We move together like we are made for each other. A perfect, wild dance. Loud. Wet. Hot.
The end comes too soon. My entire body goes taut, that sweet moment of exquisite torture right before unbridled pleasure. He’s with me.
“Yes, baby… now… fuck, so good… so good.” He rocks, driving in and out as our orgasms crash through us. Ultimately, exhaustion takes over. He collapses on me. I’m boneless under him.
A moment later, he lets out a small chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” Should I be offended?
“I feel like I did the first time we did this in high school, remember? I had no clue what I was doing, but my body knew exactly what it wanted and how to get it.”
I laugh. “It was a bit out of control.”
He rolls off me and pulls me close. “When do you think we made Elysse?”
I wasn’t expecting the question, but considering how much he missed, I can understand his wanting to know. “About a month before we moved away. I hadn’t known.” I look into his eyes, needing him to understand the truth I am about to tell him. “I didn’t have an inkling. It was my parents who suspected. After that, they called your parents. God, Elio…”
He holds me tighter.
“It happened so fast. One minute, I’m staring at a positive pregnancy test, and the next minute, your parents are in the living room and they’re telling my parents to take the money and go away.”
“I’m so sorry about that, Piper.”
I press my hand to his cheek. “It hurt you too. I’m sorry I didn’t realize that sooner.”
He gives me a gentle kiss. “Let’s just focus on the future, shall we?”
I nod and settle in next to him. I’m still waiting for the shoe to drop, but right now, in Elio’s arms, I’m loved and protected. I can’t ask for more than that.
I open my eyes, momentarily disoriented by the unfamiliar surroundings. Sunlight filters through heavy curtains, casting a warm glow across the luxurious bedroom. Relief floods through me. Yesterday wasn’t a dream. I’m safe with Elio.
The memories of yesterday come flooding back. Gabriel's rage-filled eyes. His hands around my throat. The terror coursing through my veins as I struggled to breathe. Elio bursting through the door, his face a mask of fury as he pulled Gabriel off me. The drive to this house, Elysse clinging to my side.
Sitting up slowly, I take in my surroundings. The decor is masculine, with dark wood furniture and muted colors. A familiar scent lingers in the air—Elio's cologne.
Being here brings a mix of emotions—relief, gratitude, and a twinge of uncertainty about what the future holds. But for now, I'm thankful to be away from the constant fear that defined my life with Gabriel.
Elio isn’t here. Instead, I find a note on his pillow.
Good morning, Beautiful,
I hope you slept well. I know I did.
I smile as I remember his touch, the pleasure he brought me.