Page 110 of Undying Thirst

When we brokeinto the clearing, it was much different than when we’d left it. It was a full-on orgy.

I gasped and Jax squeezed my knee. The fairy-lights wound around the trees had been switched to red, lending to the sexual-filled ambiance. People fucked up-right, on tables, on the grass.

Was that—yes, it was. Calliope had Freya splayed on a table, her legs spread open as she feasted on her sex.

Were my vampires . . . I scanned, bouncing from one fucking couple to the other, fearing so much it was embarrassing. Asher and Ren remained in the clearing, sitting on a pale couch with their legs splayed, but completely dressed. A group of three fucked on the ground in front of them, but their gazes were fastened on Jax’s approach. Relief lowered my shoulders from around my ears.

Jax’s grip on my thighs loosened and he tugged me toward his front. His face was fixed into a grim, almost angry expression. All the prior concern utterly gone. He climbed onto the platform all us humans had been lined up on. Plush white blankets adorned the floor.

In a flurry of motion, Jax had me on all fours, facing the floor. I clenched the blankets and they wrinkled under my grip.

Nerves tightened my throat until it made it hard to breathe. I could feel eyes on me.

His teeth sank into my shoulder. A yelp crawled free, more from shock than anything else. Jax dragged blood from me. The tug reached to my clit and flared lust to life. I gasped.

He licked the bites to close them as he removed his lips. His shaft, hard and twitching, rested against the crevice of my ass.

A couple watched my face with their arms linked. My chest became tight. I wanted to run?—

He bit me again and his arm pressed to my side as he reached under me and delved into my dress. His fingers pressed against my clit, erasing the eyes from my mind. He rolled the bud of nerves between two fingers gently.

A blaze of lust traveled through my pussy, and I quivered with need. My hips wiggled up against his cock in offering.

Since Jax was already nude, he only needed to bare my pussy. He guided his cock to my entrance. The tip prodded at my needy core, slipping inside with ease.

My sex pulsed, seeming to draw him in.

He plunged deep inside until his thighs slapped against mine. I jolted forward with a gasp, but he took hold of my shoulder, keeping me from moving too much. He thrust again and again.

Pounding into me so hard it verged on anger. The rhythmic slap of his flesh hitting mine only served to inflame my need. I couldn’t stop my whimpers and moans. I craved moving against him, taking him harder, but he kept me still.

The orgasm smacked into me. My channel fluttered around him, trying to grip him and never let go.

I whimpered, my head falling forward, but Jax didn’t stop pounding into me. My orgasm tapered off, leaving behind sensitivity.

Jax’s chest pressed into my back and his sweet breath fluttered the hair framing my face. He grazed his nose against my neck. At this angle, he reached deeper into my pussy, and his shaft rubbed against my clit. I cried out, grinding back.

He hissed out a breath. Fucking me with dizzying speed. Nonsensical words spilled from my mouth. My thighs shook with strain, but I couldn’t stop arching back into him.

My second orgasm sucked my breath away. Leaving behind electricity. I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lip. My pussy squeezed him so tight he grunted. His cock spasmed inside me and juts of cum warmed my channel. Jax smoothed his palm along my back.

My arms grew weak, and I lowered to my forearms, panting.

“She’s a noisy one.” The random comment reached me, bringing me back to reality. To all the eyes on us.

Jax’s palm constricted at my hip, squeezing me. Comforting me.

“Jax—”

“Silence,” he snapped.

His thumb rubbed my arm. Gentle and a contradiction to his words.

As he’d always treated me with his words. Aggressive was Jax’s default, but his touch was always careful. And I realized just how much considering the ease in which he’d punched a hole in the girl’s chest.

Him being my cat . . . the gradual change in his behavior with me.

Binx was around from the beginning. Following me, cuddling me, comforting me. And that entire time it had been Jax.

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