Craving (Steel Brothers Saga #1)

My sex throbbed. I knew I must be dripping, and all I had on were these loose boxers. God, I wanted his fingers on me, in me, stroking me to completion while he continued to kiss me.

Bravely, summoning all the courage in my arsenal, I clasped the hand that was holding on to my wrist and drew it toward my mound.

He broke the kiss abruptly, forcing me backward, his dark gaze burning into mine. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, blue eyes.”

My courage still coursing through me, I regarded him. “I do, actually.”

“I will hurt you.” Sadness laced his voice.

Why would he think he would hurt me? Was he even talking about emotional hurt? Did he actually think he would physically hurt me?

“I’m a big girl, Talon. I can make my own choices. If I get hurt, it will be my own doing.”

“You don’t know what you’re dealing with. You have no idea how much I ache for your pussy right now. I want to stuff you so full of my cock that you can’t see straight. I’ve wanted you since the first time I laid eyes on you, Jade. I don’t know why, but you have a hold on me.”

My skin warmed, my pussy pulsing. Was this truly happening? “Then take me to bed. I’m going willingly.”

“I’ll never love you.”

Bam! A brick settled on top of me. At least he was honest. I could give him that. I responded the only way I knew how. “I’m not asking for your love.”

He let out a chuckle. “Sooner or later, all you women want love.”

I chuckled back at him. “Seriously? Look where so-called love got me. Left at the damned altar. Humiliated in front of my family and friends. Why in hell would I want to repeat that?”

“Maybe you don’t want love today, and maybe not tomorrow. But you will someday.”

“And who’s to say you and I are going to be together someday?”

Another chuckle. “I can guarantee you we won’t be together someday. I don’t love, blue eyes. I take. I take what others are willing to give to me, but I can’t give anything in return. It’s not in me.”

“I think you’re probably selling yourself short, Talon, but what does it matter? Tonight doesn’t have to make a future, does it? Tonight can simply be about what it is—two people enjoying each other’s bodies and releasing some tension.” I touched his shoulders, gently massaging them. “And damn, you’ve got a lot of tension built up.”

“I don’t want to fuck you to release tension, blue eyes.”

“Then why do you want it?”

“Not because I love you.”

Yes, yes, hit me over the head with it. “You’ve made that clear. What you haven’t made clear is why you want me.”

“Because I crave you. I crave your lips, your tongue, your body pressed against mine. I crave your sweet little pussy, your lips around my cock. I want to take you, own you, possess you for a night. I want to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you until neither one of us can take it anymore.” His eyes glowed, his dark nipples hardened, and his erection was apparent underneath his pajama pants. “I’m so hard for you right now, like granite. And maybe, Jade, maybe if I fuck you and take you, I’ll get this goddamned craving out of my system.”

My knees buckled beneath me. My skin was blazing and my pussy throbbing. He wasn’t offering me love. He wasn’t even offering friendship. What he was offering was a good old-fashioned fuck with his body that had been carved by artists in heaven.

I didn’t think about the consequences, about having to live under the same roof with him and what that would mean. I didn’t think about how it would feel to see him every day and not be able to touch him. I didn’t think about what the night might ultimately mean to me and the sadness I might feel at never being able to have it again.

I should have thought of all those things.

But I didn’t.

Instead, I met his dark gaze.

“You want to fuck me so bad? Then do it, Talon.”





Chapter Eight





Talon




I grabbed her arm and jerked her toward me. God, those breasts, against my chest…her hard nipples poking me… I was so fucking hard, so fucking ready to stick my cock inside her. In her mouth, in her pussy, in her ass. Wherever she let me. And she would let me go wherever I wanted. I could see it in her eyes, those steely blue orbs that haunted me. She’d let me have whatever I wanted tonight.

Why was I hesitating? I was Talon Steel. I took what was offered. I never felt the least amount of guilt.

I looked down at her red lips, swollen from the kiss I had given her. Fuck, that kiss… I’d been like an animal marking his prey. God help me, I couldn’t get enough of her lips, enough of her luscious tits pressed against me, enough of her blue gaze that crashed right into my soul.

I would be her undoing. I knew that without question.

But I didn’t care. I had to get my cock inside her. And if she was willing? Who was I to refuse?

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