Page 83 of Broken Shadows

Lorcan chuckles, then thrusts his tail into my ass, the glide smooth and nearly painless from the extensive prep earlier. My back arches as he thrusts his hips in time with his tail.

“Breathe, Evie. I’ve got you.”

I chant his name over and over as he thrusts his cock in tandem with his tail. “Lorcan, please. Fuck that feels good. I want,” I gasp in a gulp of air and drag my nails down his back, “your t-thoughts. Give them to me one more time.”

His pace falters as I beg, then resumes with fervent vigor.

My demon’s teeth close over the front of my throat, the barest bite of the tips breaking my skin. Blood trickles down my clavicle and my heart seizes, but he doesn’t go any deeper. Lorcan snarls low in his throat. “As you wish, Little Witch.”

Shiiiit, my tail is so godsdamn sensitive. Her ass feels like hot, wet silk squeezing around me.I want to be inside her constantly. I will never get enough of my witch. Evie has no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this. Fucking Hell, she takes me so well. I need to come. Ughng, I can feel my tail rubbing against my cock through the thin barrier.

I enter a state of complete aphrodisia. “Yessss. Holy shit. That’s so hot. Fuuuck, Lorcannn.”

His tantalizing horns slice through the air, begging to be touched, as he grinds me harder into the ground.

I reach a hand toward them and graze their cold, smooth surface with the barest of touches, trembles of fatigue traveling from my forearm to my shoulder.

Lorcan grunts, then sucks in a breath and releases a moan laced shout.“Unholy Gods-of-motherfucki—I’m going to come!”

My thoughts fizzle as I transform into nothing but a vessel filled to the brim with mind numbing pleasure.

He collapses onto his forearms, locks our pelvises tightly together, and bellows a thoroughly satisfying chain of blissed out moans and groans underscored with a low, resonating growl. “Ughngh, fuck yes. Eeeevie.” Lorcan presses into me harder as he comes deep in my pussy. Bursts of cum jet against my cervix, pressure rapidly growing where his fat cock seals off my entrance.

You’re so beautiful when you come, Baby Girl.

My head whips side to side as my over stimulated body fights against another release. I can’t survive another orgasm. He’s already wrung every drop of pleasure from me. “No, no, no, no. I c-can’t.”

A shiver skates over my body as he presses a soft kiss on the sensitive skin behind my ear and stills.

My eyes trace the sharp edges of his face as he rises on one hand and his eyebrows bank together, his stare filled with concern. “Tell me your color, Baby Girl. Do you really mean that?”

My lips purse and it takes a few seconds for my brain to circle back to his question, but it’s gone, lost in the haze of cum-drunk peace. “What?”

Lorcan laughs lightly, the pleased sound vibrating my ribs, then smirks. “I said, tell me your color. Green, yellow, or red?”

I close my eyes and consider the options as I check in with my body. I think I’m done. I’ve had enough for one intense scene, but if he wants to use me to come again, I won’t stop him. My eyes blink open, then a smile tips my lips upward. “Yellow.”

“Good girl.”

A heart-stopping grin spreads across his deep blue face, his serrated teeth on full display, as he cups my cheek and smooths a claw tipped thumb over my kiss-swollen lips. “I’m so fucking proud of you for being honest, Evie.”

Something within me shifts and my belly swoops. Shock mutes any reply I might have uttered.Idid this.Imake him comfortable enough to accept happiness, if only for a moment, all while wearing his true skin. Unabashedly showing me who he is at the core—every dark, twisted, and fucked up part of him—and I couldn’t be happier he trusted me with this.

His smile falls, an emotion flicking across his face too quickly for me to catch, as power ripples over him and cloaks his demon features.

My guts twist. “Lor?”

He drops his face into my neck, tunnels a hand into my tangled mess of hair, and cradles the back of my skull in a palm. For several moments we just stay there, his stillness weighing on my chest, then he lifts his head. “You’re right.”

My eyes narrow. “About what?”

“That this is a fucking trial.” He sits up and stabs both hands into his hair as he blows out an exasperated breath. “Specifically, the Trial of Desire. I should’ve realized sooner. I’m so fucking sorry I didn’t believe you, Evie.”

Holy. Shit. Lorcan just apologized. I burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter.

A low growl creeps from his throat and his lips spread into a thin line. “I fail to see what’s so humorous.”

I glance over at him through watery eyes, my laughter bubbling behind my lips as I press them together.

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