//CLARA//
He snarled something wordless and adjusted his angle, hitting a spot deep inside me that made my breath completely hitch.
I moaned, long and loud, not caring if anyone could hear us through the walls right now.
"You don't get to throw yourself into danger and leave me with nothing. You don't get to make me love you and then risk—risk—"
He broke off, his rhythm faltering, and I felt a sudden pain on my shoulder.
He bit me.
I swallowed my scream, my fingers clutching the bedding tightly. Tears stung my eyes again, but I rolled my hips to meet his, urging him through whatever darkness had just broken open inside him.
His hand reached down to find my clit, his thumb circling with the same relentless pressure as his thrusts, and the familiar, tightening coil in my belly built toward complete inevitability.
