Page 17 of Midnight Legacy

“You’re killing me,” I whimpered.

“Keep breathing, baby. We’re not finished yet.”

His lips seared a trail of devastation down my body. I jolted upright when his hands deeply massaged my inner thighs and his chin pressed down on my pelvic bone. Delicious pressure built deep in my stomach in a storm of pleasure summoned by a dark wizard. It crashed to land, destroying everything in its wake.

“Zee!” I screamed, my heels dug deep into the bed as my entire body arched.

I wasn’t sure if I’d experienced an orgasm or an epiphany, but my body trembled in the aftermath. Xavier gently untied my wrists and massaged them until feeling returned to my arms.

His erection strained and I went to relieve him, but his hand caught mine. “It’s fine, Cas. I don’t need sex every night. What I do need is you secure in my feelings for you. You don’t need to doubt that I want you.” He pressed a kiss to my lips, and I felt crappy about what I said earlier.

“Fine, but I can give you a back massage to ease the tension from the past few days.”

“Deal.” He grabbed another kiss, rolled onto his stomach, and folded his arms under his head.

I climbed onto him, my pelvis on his ass, and viewed his muscular back. My hands swept over his powerful shoulders in wide arcs, my thumbs working deep into the muscles.

“That feels great, baby.”

My touches were tentative at first because I’d never done this before, but I took my cue from his reactions and followed the natural lines of his body to guide me. His wide shoulders tapered to a narrow waist. I knew the three guys all worked out together, but this was years of honing to perfection. In the end, I couldn’t help myself and my tongue and lips joined in, kissing and licking the ropes of muscles across his back.

Xavier sighed and nestled his head further into his arms. My thumbs formed circles on the back of his neck, remembering how good it felt when he did that on me.

“Don’t stop,” he moaned.

I leaned forward, the tips of my breasts grazing his back. My tongue flicked behind his ear and I smiled when I witnessed him shiver. My hips ground down on him as I pushed his pelvis deep into the mattress, my hands grasping his sides as I kissed down his jaw.

“Are you trying to fucking kill me?” Xavier hissed.

“Nope. Just trying to get you to come without using my mouth or hands, as per our agreement.”

“Not gonna happen, I possess control over my delinquent penis.”

I’d never tried it before, even though I’d read it numerous times in books, but tonight I was feeling brave. Kissing down his spine, I moved off his ass so that I could massage the powerful muscles there. He groaned as I dug my thumbs deep into the tight muscle at the base of his cheeks. Popping my index finger into my mouth, I quickly took it out and then plunged it into his ass without warning, curling it to hit his prostate.

“Fuck!” His hips bucked forward even as he reared up onto his arms, his spine curved.

I rubbed fast in a small circle the same way he did when he hit my g-spot. When his body collapsed, I knew I’d accomplished my goal. I’d never milked a prostate before, and he was either going to kiss me or kill me.

Xavier slowly rolled onto his back under me. “Let me get this straight, you can fuck me up the ass, but I can’t do it to you?”

My cheeks heated. “My finger and your penis are not size comparable.”

“Just remember that it was you who moved the boundaries, baby.”

He grabbed me and rolled me onto my back, kissing me with a ferocity that stole my breath. His hands held the curves of my ass while he devoured me.

The angel on one shoulder screamed for me to be cautious, but the devil on my other shoulder had already burnt our bridges and stood laughing at the flames.

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Chapter Seven

Xavier

The church on the estate was filled to capacity. Jordan insisted Megan had to stay at home, so Cassandra stood between Jordan and me. There was no way I was leaving any part of her unprotected. Even though Jordan protested about her sass, he treated her like an annoying little sister.

The coffin sat at the top of the church as a stark reminder of the darkness of my soul. Michael had been Ash’s brother and I took that from him without thought. We were creatures lacking morals, removing anything that blocked our path. This was the first time those repercussions had come home to haunt me.

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