Chapter 519
Chapter 519
Neah
Dane gets back in the car as Damien and Brax move to the car behind us. I watch as Silas walks away in the direction of the house he is staying in.
“That’s it?” I ask
“We have agreed to meet tomorrow evening. I do not want you to come.”
I nod as he backs the car up and turns it around.
“You tried searching for a link, didn’t you?” He asks as he rests a hand on my thigh
“There is nothing. It’s like, I hear what Silas is saying and I heard Brax confirming that Silas is telling the truth. But there is no link to Serkan. Not even something that is blocked off from me. There are also no other names that could be mistaken as his.”
“It is an unusual name.” He confirms
“Why have you agreed to meet Silas?” I ask as he picks up speed
“I want to pick apart his answers a bit more.”
“You mean test him.” I yawn
He nods “And it’s easier to do it without him staring at you every two seconds.”
“I think we have made it clear to him that we are inseparable. Maybe he’s curious because of who I am. And he seems more than aware that if he tries anything, he would be signing his own death warrant.”
“I agree.” His thumb makes small circles on my thigh. “It was not how I was expecting your first beach visit to go.”
“Does anything ever go as planned?” I muse and sink down further in the seat as his hand slips up under the robe.
“I can think of a few things that do.”
He pulls the car over, switching off the engine and the lights. He slides his seat back and pulls me on to his lap so that I am facing him. He hadn’t bothered changing into anything Silas had offered so his jeans were still damp.
His hand slides up into the back of my damp hai. “The sea air smells good on you, but this does not.” He tugs at the robe Silas had given me. The belt that was holding it together, easily slips off. With one hand still in the back of my hair, he uses the other to remove the robe from me.
“My dress is wet.” I mutter as he pulls my face towards his.
“You don’t need anything.” His voice is low and his lips press against mine, sending a flutter of sparks through me.
His hand moves from my hair to my
ass as he pulls me even closer. I could already feel the swell of his cock pressing against my entrance. Only a piece of damp denim and a zipper holding him back.
“Here?” I whisper
“I would have fucked you in the house if we were alone when you spoke about how I have helped you. Or maybe I would have fucked you if it had been anyone but my twin sitting there.”
His hand moves back into my hair and he tips my head back as he presses his lips against my mark
“Or maybe it was the moment you told me that you would never be with anyone else.”
His lips hit mine with force. His
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tongue tangles with mine as he thrusts up against me. He squeezes my ass and the hand in my hair moves to my breast. Rolling my hardened nipple between the tips of his thumbs and fingers.
His mouth replaces his fingers and his fingers find a new home, cupping my pussy.
Danes’ sharp canines pierce the flesh surrounding my nipple as his fingers prate me. He sucks hard, catching all of the spilled red droplets with his tongue as his thumb settles on my clit.
I let out a growl as the combination makes my core ache.
His thumb provides more pressure against my swollen nub and his lips curve up into a smile as he watches me.
He slows his fingers down, testing my entrance and when I try to set my own rhythm, he stills his hand.
I press my forehead against his, “Please.” I whisper. I was so close and could feel it slipping away.
They start moving again, but painfully slow. I slam my lips against his, to silence the loud moan as his fingers slip knuckle deep into me.
The ache in my core spreads. “Dane.” I mouth.
The sound of his zipper joins my moans and I feel his solid length pressing against my entrance. His crimson eyes lock on mine and he thrusts, sliding straight into me.