Chapter 360: We’re So Fucked

Rebecca’s POV

I didn’t give him time to think, and I certainly didn’t give myself time either.

The second my mouth crashed into his, Kaden’s control broke. His hand closed around the back of my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair, and he pushed me back against the wall hard enough to make my teeth knock together. There was nothing gentle about it. No hesitation. Just heat, anger, and the low, rough growl he made when I bit his lower lip.

"Rebecca," he breathed against my mouth, his voice rough with frustration.

I didn’t answer him. I just gripped the front of his shirt, yanking him closer until there wasn’t an inch of air left between us.

He let out a harsh breath, his hands dragging up my thighs and shoving the oversized white shirt out of his way. The second his bare palms hit my skin and he realized I had nothing on underneath, a dark, dangerous sound ripped from his throat. He hooked his arm under my thighs and lifted me against the wall. I locked my legs around his waist, and he carried me two rough steps before throwing me back onto the mattress.

We hit the bed hard. Kaden stood over me, his chest rising and falling quickly, his dark eyes filled with anger and three years of feelings neither of us wanted to talk about.

"Tell me to stop," he warned, his voice low and strained. "Say the word right now, Rebecca, or I swear to God."

"Shut up, Kaden," I whispered back, my eyes burning with anger as I reached between us and yanked his belt open.

That was all it took.

Kaden’s mouth slammed back onto mine, rough and demanding. He ripped the white shirt over my head and tossed it blindly onto the floor. The cool air hit my skin for less than a second before his hands and mouth were everywhere, hard, greedy, and possessive. He bit down on the junction of my neck and shoulder, making me gasp, before dragging his mouth down to my breast, taking my nipple between his teeth and biting down just hard enough to make my back arch off the bed with a sharp moan.

"Fuck," he muttered against my skin, his voice thick and rough. "Three years... and you still react to me like this."

My nails dug into the muscles of his shoulders, leaving deep red marks. "Fuck off," I spat back, breathing hard. "You’ve been dying to do this since I walked back into this palace. Don’t pretend you haven’t."

Kaden’s jaw locked. Without another word, he stripped off his pants, kicked them off the edge of the bed, and shoved my knees wide. The head of his cock brushed against my entrance, already slick, aching, and desperate for him. For one suspended second, we both froze, eyes locked in the dim candlelight. No mate bond forcing us. No spell to blame. Just the two of us choosing this, fully aware that it was going to shatter whatever fragile peace we had tried to build.

Then he slammed into me to the hilt in one brutal stroke.

The sudden stretch made me cry out, my hands tightening around his arms as my body fought to adjust to his size. It had been three years, three years of absolute nothing, and my body remembered him with a terrifying, painful accuracy. Kaden stayed buried deep, his forehead dropping against mine as a raw, guttural groan tore from his throat.

"Goddess..." he choked out, his muscles trembling above me.

"I knew you missed this," I rasped through gritted teeth, glaring up into his eyes even as my chest heaved. "I knew you were lying every time you looked at me like I meant nothing."

Kaden’s eyes darkened. "You don’t know a damn thing," he growled.

He didn’t give me time to recover. He gripped my hips with enough pressure to leave marks and pulled back, only to drive right back into me, hard and deep. The headboard slammed viciously against the wall with every thrust. The sound of our bodies colliding was loud, wet, and filthy, echoing through the quiet bedroom.

He fucked me like he was furious at me for being here, furious at himself for touching me, and incapable of stopping. Every time he bottomed out, it knocked the breath straight from my lungs, but I refused to back down. I tilted my hips up to meet him, taking every punishing inch and demanding more.

"I thought about this every single day," Kaden admitted, his voice a dark, ruined rasp against my skin. "Every night I spent in this room alone, I thought about how you felt around me."

A quiet tear slipped down my cheek, not from pain, but from the weight of hearing him say it. "I knew you missed me," I whispered, my hands gripping his waist. "I knew it..."

Before I could say another word, Kaden grabbed my waist and flipped me onto my stomach, forcing my knees up into the mattress.

"Kaden," I gasped.

He slid back inside me from behind in one deep, relentless stroke that made my head hit the pillow with a broken moan.

Smack.

The sudden, stingingly hard slap of his palm against my bare buttock made my whole body jump, electricity shooting straight to where we were joined.

"You think you can just show up and wreck everything I’ve built?" Kaden growled, his voice deep and dark as he brought his hand down a second time, leaving a hot, burning print on my skin.

"And you think I wanted to come back here?" I cried out, my hands gripping the bedsheets as he set a ruthless, punishing pace from behind.

"You should never have come back," he rasped, his grip on my hips tightening so hard it bruised as he slammed into me again and again.

He reached one hand around my hip, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing in tight, relentless circles right in sync with his brutal thrusts. He didn’t give me room to breathe, room to think, or room to fight back.

The sting on my skin combined with the deep, relentless friction shattered whatever defense I had left. My body clenched violently around him. A loud, ragged scream ripped from my throat as my orgasm crashed over me, shaking my entire frame while my inner walls clamped around his shaft like a vise.

Kaden let out a low, animalistic snarl at the feel of me clenching around him. He drove into me three more times, hard, deep, and brutal, before burying himself as far as he could go and pouring his release deep inside me.

He collapsed forward over my back, his chest heaving, his heavy weight pressing me gently into the mattress. He stayed buried inside me, his breath hot against my damp shoulder, his heartbeat hammering violently against my spine.

For a long, agonizing moment, neither of us said a word.

The heavy reality of what we had just done settled over the room like thick smoke.

Slowly, Kaden shifted, pulling out of me with a soft breath and rolling onto his side beside me. He reached out, pulling the heavy duvet over both of our bare bodies. He didn’t turn his back. He didn’t retreat to the couch. He lay right there, his eyes searching mine with a look that was equal parts conflicted, guilty, and deeply possessive.

I rolled onto my side to face him, pulling the blanket up to my collarbone. My voice was hoarse and barely audible when I finally spoke.

"We’re so fucked, aren’t we?"

Kaden reached out, his thumb gently tracing a tear stain on my cheek with surprising softness. A quiet, humorless breath left his nose.

"Yeah," Kaden said softly, his eyes never leaving mine. "We really are."

He didn’t pull his hand away, and I didn’t move away from his touch. We just lay there in the quiet room, trapped in the wreckage of what we had just done.