Page 73 of The Reaper's Vice

Seraphina gasps as the cold air hits her chest, causing her nipples to harden into painful points. I lean down, taking one between my lips and sucking languidly on her flesh.

“Fuck, you’re always so delicious.” I flick the tip of my tongue against her nipple. She pants a breathy moan, and I slide my hand between us, my fingers hooking on the edge of the chastity belt. I rip it from her, causing the ribbed edges of the dildo to slide and tug against her wall, and Seraphina screams as her orgasm rips through her.

I cup her breast as her head falls backward, holding her shuddering body against mine as wave after wave of pleasure flows through her. When she’s done, her eyes are glassy, a drunken smile tugging at her mouth that sends a fresh wave of blood to my cock.

Staring deep into her eyes, I fist my cock, positioning the head at her slick entrance. Seraphina jerks her hips, desperation cutting across her face as she tries to lower herself, but I hold her in place, needing to feel her like this just a little longer. Dripping. Desperate. Consumed.

“You have no idea how long I’ve fucking wanted you, Seraphina.” I lower her, nearly losing it as her tight pussy grips my cock in a way I’ve never had before. It’s like she was fucking made for me—like her pussy was designed for my cock to fit in it.

“Fuck.” I close my eyes as my balls clench. “Fuck. This fucking pussy.” My eyes roll as I hit the back of her walls, fighting against the rush of pleasure that demands I fill her. Claim her.

“Please, Orion,” she moans, throwing her head back as she tries to sit lower on my cock. “Please… I need more.”

Breathing hard, I slowly start to move in her, each thrust pure agony as I fight to contain the thing in me that wants to destroy her. Tohurther.

“More, more!” Seraphina pants, digging her nails into my back as her eyes shutter closed. “Fuck me, Orion. Fuck me!”

With a snarl, I thrust into her violently, drawing a silent scream from her lips as the full length of my cock slides inside her. Tears brim her eyes as I slam my cock in and out of her, and I lose my sense to the touch, the taste, the feel of her walls choking my dick.

Seraphina’s head falls back with a scream of pleasure, her walls shuddering around me—and I’m gone.

“Fuck me.” I pull Seraphina impossibly closer as I throb deep within her. She rolls her hips, bringing my pleasure to new heights as I fill her with every last drop of my seed.

When I’m done, I keep my cock inside her, pressing my forehead to hers as our chests rise and fall in time. Seraphina hums her appreciation as she leans forward, pressing her soft lips to the tip of my nose.

My eyes spring open, and I nearly cough out my heart when I see Seraphina smiling. It’s a different smile than I’ve seen before—it’s free of pain, of the shadowy memories that hide deep within.It's… the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.

“Seraphina…” My mouth parts, unable to find the words to describe the feeling filling up my chest. “Seraphina, I?—”

“Are you ready to go home?” she murmurs, her lids hooded as her smile turns shy. “I’m kind of… cold.”

I run my palms along the goose bumps covering her arms, a secret smile of my own tugging at my lips. “For you… I’d do anything.”

A joy-filled laugh fills the air as I haul Seraphina from the water, holding her tight to my chest as I make my way through the woods and back toward the cabin.

After all, my girl is cold. And I know more than one way to warm her up.

35

SERAPHINA

“SOMETHING DEADLY APPROACHES”

I snuggle deeperinto Orion’s chest, breathing in his earthy scent as he steps into the clearing around the cabin. We’re halfway to the steps when his muscles tense, and he stops walking. I look up at him, surprised to find his expression closed off. Severe.

Without a word, he places me on the ground, his eyes locked on the front door. “Something’s wrong. Wait here.”

He makes it about two paces away before I run after him, my throat constricting as I watch him pull out a long silver dagger from his backpack. Hearing me behind him, he stops, his eyes narrowed in a glare. “I told you to wait.”

“Yeah. Fuck that.” I raise my brows in a challenge. “Give me a dagger. I can help you if something is wrong.”

Orion sighs, reaching into his backpack and tossing me a considerably smaller dagger. I scrunch my brows at what is essentially a paring knife, disgust curling my lip. “What am I supposed to do with this? Peel potatoes?”

Orion rolls his eyes. “God, you’re impossible. Switch with me.” I grin as he hands over the daddy dagger, trying out the weight of the blade in my palm before delivering two swift strikes to the air. “Yeah. This will do perfectly.”

Orion makes a choked noise as he takes off toward the front door, the paring knife absolutely ridiculous in his bear paw of a hand. However, it doesn’t take anything away from the menacing sight that is his expression as he shoves open the front door.

Immediately, my eyes lock onto two men in gold-plated bird masks standing in the middle of the living room. They seem just as surprised to see us as we are them, and it takes them a few seconds before they reach for the daggers strapped to their waists.

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