May Death Do Us Part | RB ✔︎

SIX ☆ BLACK

Nine o'clock sharp. Don't be late.

That's what she had said.

Even now, in potions class, I can't keep my eyes from wandering over to her. Excitement bubbles in my chest as I think about what she might have planned for tonight.

Her skin pressed to mine, nestled between her legs. My ringed hand sits loosely on her neck, holding her in place but not hard enough to actually hurt her.

Her short hair fans out against the mattress, black contrasting with the gray sheets.

My other arm is pressed to the wall, supporting myself as I drive my hips forward. Her nails dig into my back, dragging upwards. There's no doubt claw marks along my skin, her thigh wrapping over my hips.

"Fuck, Reg. Harder." She moans out, her head falling back.

I hum in acknowledgment, snapping my hips to hers. I'm hitting every spot inside of her with 100% accuracy, Her back arches off of the bed and I take that opportunity to suck her nipple into my mouth.

The bed frame rattles into the wall, shaking the portraits as moans fill my bedroom. My parents are sleeping on the other side of the wall and the thought of waking them up by doing something so provocative has me moaning against her skin.

Her pussy squeezes me like a vice, her mouth open in a silent scream. I drop my hand from her neck to her neck, using the grip to pull her back against me.

Her orgasm washes through her with a series of swear words and a scream of my name.

Tension builds in my lower abdomen and my hips stutter.

"I'm so fucking close." I say against her neck, dropping my head to her shoulder.

"Use me, Reg." She whispers.

All of my self restraint leaves my body as I slam into her again and again. One more thrust and my arm buckles as I spill inside of her.

I wrap my arms around her waist, keeping our sweaty bodies pressed together.

"You're mine." I say softly, resting my forehead into the crook of her neck.

"Forever?" She asks hopefully.

"Forever."

Theo nudges me, bringing my mind back to the present. His eyebrows are furrowed and he glances sideways at Mona.

God, I'd kill to have her under me right now. I want her whimpering as she takes me again and again.

Theo arches a brow at me and I realize, with a start, that he'd caught me staring.

Oh yeah, I forgot I hate her.

Do you have any idea how hard it is? Pretending to hate you.

Her words have goosebumps shooting through my spine. I replay the moment I had her pinned to the dresser in my head, cursing myself. I'm rock solid under this desk right now.

"What's with the looks?" Theo asks, gesturing to Mona.

I shrug. "It's hard to hide disgust, Theodore."

He scoffs a laugh. "That's the most 'dying-to-fuck' disgust face I've ever seen."

I roll my eyes. "It's not my fault you put your dick in anything with a heartbeat. Oh, wait. You can't anymore."

He glares in warning but I continue.

"Not unless you want Gryphon to—"

"Shut it." He hisses out, eyes darkening. "Do you know what the ministry will do if they find out? The last time someone outed themselves as soulmates, they were publicly hanged."