Chapter 35—Olivia
I scream as I go over the edge of the cliff, imagining what falling to my death will feel like.
My intense desire to survive whips out my hands, and I grab onto a thick root pushing out from the cliff’s edge.
I make the mistake of looking down and scream again when I see what’s below me.
The drop must be well over a hundred feet. Waves crash against rocks in the stormy sea, battling against the rain for power.
I make another mistake when I snap my gaze back up to where I’d fallen from. The movement makes my hand slip down the stubbly root, and it’s then I see it won’t save me.
It’s not strong enough.
It comes away as the thought hits me as if confirming my fears, and I hear death calling me as I slip down again with nothing to hold on to.
I see my doom in a rapid flicker before my eyes, and I wait to fall into the depths of the sea and die.
But I don’t.
What stops me is the large hand that grabs my wrist.
Aiden’s face comes into view in the crackle of lightning and the roar of thunder, which sounds exactly like him as he tightens his grip on my hand.
“Hold on to me,” he shouts, and hold on I do for dear life.
With another savage roar, he pulls me up in one strong move, and I grab on to him as we topple backward onto the path.
We’re both breathing hard, and fear is still rushing through me. He holds me to him but then pulls away, and in the sliver of the moonlight, I see the blood sliding down his face.
His men come rushing through the gate with guns, and Aiden holds up a hand.
“I have this under control. Go away,” he barks, and the men back away.
He bares his teeth, and my fear enhances.
I hit him, and I tried to escape.
What the hell is he going to do to me now.
The enraged look he gives me makes me wonder if death might not have been better. But I’m crying so much I can’t quite think straight.
He stands, picks me up, and ushers me back through the gate, but we go through the hedge and into an alcove built into the wall.
In one deft move, he shoves me against the wall and throws a fist into the space above me.
I flinch because I’m used to Jude and his cruelty. That fist would have gone in my face had I pulled a stunt like I did on Aiden.
Aiden barricades me in the chasm of his powerful, wide shoulders and catches my face.
“What the fuck are you trying to do, get yourself killed?” he bellows.
I blink against the tears and the rain. “Aren’t you going to kill me?”
He stares back at me with those piercing eyes, which now look silver in the moonlight.
“Do you think I’d save you if I were going to fucking kill you?” he snarls, and something changes in his expression.
It makes it softer.
It’s the same thing inside me that calms me, and my tears subside.
I stare back at him, allowing his words to sink in.
“You aren’t going to kill me?” I breathe.
“No. I can’t.”
His grip loosens and becomes less threatening and more endearing like a caress.
We stare at each other, and I know the moment desire entices him because it does the same thing to me too.
His gaze drops from my eyes, and he takes in the rest of my face, stroking my cheek and running his thumb along the edge of my jaw.
When he touches my lips my pussy clenches.
The same enchantment that writhes through us when we’re this close awakens and when his lips come crashing down on mine, I’m ready for him.
My whole body is ready for him, and it doesn’t care where we are or who might be watching.
We kiss like we’ve been possessed, tugging at each other’s clothes.
He tears at my dress like a beast, ripping it from my body, leaving me in just my panties.
My toes dig into the mud when he takes the edge of the lace and rips that away too.
I pull at his shirt, but he overpowers me, lacing his fingers through my hair.
The kiss deepens as he pushes me harder into the wall.
A primal groan rips from his throat, and when he pulls away from my lips, he holds me in place with one hand, and with the other, he undoes his pants and takes out his cock.
I watch it spring free from the prison of his pants, erect and ready to fuck me.
He lifts my leg, wraps it around his waist, then takes his cock and pierces it into me.
My body welcomes his length, and I moan as he slams into my pussy, hitting my g-spot with one hard thrust.
I grab onto his shoulders and hold on as he starts pumping.
“Hold on and let me fuck you,” he growls, and I nod.
I arch into his chest as he drives into me harder and faster.
Faster and faster until my skin feels like it’s on fire. Not even the falling rain can cool me down. The heat from his wild thrusts races over me, inside and out, again and again, and I come hard.
“Aiden…” I cry.
“Yes, scream my fucking name and remember it.”
I always will.
I know I will for a long time to come for the way he takes me. It’s like he wants me to remember that too.
He starts rutting into my body, and our skin slaps together, echoing in my ears. He speeds up, delivering a series of furious pumps that take me right over the edge of reality.
The blissful orgasm burning my soul makes me forget everything terrible that’s ever happened, and something sparks inside me that makes me come alive.
What completes the insatiable feeling is his hot cum flowing into my passage.
It feels so good, and I want more.
His pumps slow to a stop, and when he pulls out of me, I have no idea what he’s going to do because he’s so unpredictable.
I’m surprised when he scoops me up and curls me into his chest.
“What are you doing?” I whisper.
“Taking you to bed.”