Page 75 of Brutal Reign
“Because I want to help you take that fucker down.”
“Since when do you want to help me do anything?” she scoffs.
“Since you’re my goddamn mate, River!” I groan, throwing out my hands in exasperation. “Seriously, are we doing this again?”
She shakes her head, folding her arms tightly across her chest and averting her gaze. “I don’t need your help,” she mutters, kicking the toe of her boot against the dirt. “I’m perfectly capable of handling myself.”
I heave a sigh, stabbing my fingers through my hair. “Why do you keep pushing me away?” I bite out, a hollow ache taking root in my chest. “Why do you hate me so much?”
“You really wanna know why?” she snaps.
“Yeah, I do.”
Her hazel eyes ping up to meet mine. “Because it’s easier to hate you than open myself up to being hurt by you again.”
Her admission lands like a damn gut punch, forcing all the air from my lungs. I blink back at her, struggling for how to respond. Words alone don’t seem like enough.
“What do you want me to do here, Riv?” I rasp. “Get on my knees and beg for a chance?”
She rolls her eyes, scoffing, “Well, that’d be a start.”
“Fine,” I huff, my knees hitting the dirt in an instant. “Happy?”
A flicker of amusement crosses her face as she folds her arms over her chest. “Yes.”
I reach out, hooking my hands behind the backs of her thighs and pulling her in closer. “Please, River,” I growl, tipping my head back to meet her gaze. “I’m sorry for all the shitty things I’ve done. I’m so fuckingsorry. Now are you gonna let me make it up to you or what?”
She cracks a smile, obviously enjoying this little powerplay. “Okay, okay,” she breathes, waving a hand and chuckling softly. “Get up.”
I slide my hands down the backs of her legs, the corner of my mouth lifting in a smirk as I nudge them apart. “But I’m already down here,” I murmur, leaning in to run my nose along her inner thigh, drinking in her sweet scent like oxygen.
“What are you doing?” she squeaks, her muscles tensing beneath my touch.
“I think you know,” I drawl, bringing my hands around to the front of her legs. I glide my palms back up them, herbreath hitching when my fingertips brush her bare skin at the waistband of her leggings.
“Seb,” she warns.
“Tell me to stop, Riv,” I murmur, hooking my fingers into her waistband and darting my gaze back up to hers. “Dare you.”
She doesn’t voice a single word of protest as I slowly drag her leggings down her hips, taking her panties with them. A growl rumbles in my chest as I tug them down past the curve of her ass, licking my lips as my eyes zero in on her bare pussy.
“Fuck,” I whisper, pushing her leggings past her knees before reaching down to adjust myself in my jeans and leaning in to nip her inner thigh. “You know I’ve never gotten on my knees for a chick before,” I murmur against her skin, kissing and nipping my way up to the apex.
“Hey Seb?” she breathes, fingers sinking into my hair.
I peer up at her, my eyes half-lidded and lips curving into a grin. “Yeah baby?”
“Shut up.” Her fist tightens in my hair and she pulls my mouth to her center, a breathy sigh leaving her lips as I dart my tongue out and lick into her.
The moment I get my first taste, I’m a fucking goner. I grab her by the backs of her thighs, forcing them apart to give myself better access to devour my mate, flattening my tongue and licking her from opening to clit. Her legs wobble, her grip on my hair unrelenting as I suction my lips over her sensitive bud and flick it with my tongue.
River’s knees buckle, and I come up for air just long enough to pick her up and carry her back over to her motorcycle, settling her on the seat before leaning over to dive back in. I spread her legs wide, feasting on her pussy as her thighs tremble and she cries out.
Yeah, this may be my first time, but I’m obviously fucking great at this.
Her fingers claw at my hair, chest heaving as she fights for breath. Right when it feels like she’s about to come undone, I back off her clit, licking my way down to her opening and spearing my tongue inside. Her thighs quake, a ragged moan falling from her lips as I fuck her with my tongue, my rock-hard cock straining painfully against my zipper.
She yanks on my hair again in demand and I chuckle against her flesh, returning my attention to her clit with a sweep of my tongue. River cries out as I flick and nip it with my tongue and teeth, savoring every moment of her pleasure as she grinds her hips and starts riding my face.