Riley’s POV

Before I could even gather my thoughts, he pulled my hips up instantly and settled between my legs, his body pressing down on mine. I felt his hardness right against my core through his pants, and I gasped because I was still sore from everything he had done with his mouth and fingers.

“I will feel you on my cock for the very last time, Riley Grayson,” he said, his voice low and rough, as if he were barely holding himself back. His eyes locked onto mine, full of that intense hunger that made my stomach flip, even though fear about the Rite and everything he had told...