Page 151 of This Vicious Dream

And she’s been holding ontothat?I can’t help but smile. “You do. It’s the only way you could have survived. But your soul? Your soul is pure fire.”

Her eyes meet mine, and this time when I kiss her, she wraps her legs around my waist, holding me prisoner the only way she can.

She grinds against me, hot and wet and warm. I let out a hiss as all of my blood surges south. “You won’t rush me.”

“You’re not in charge here.”

“Bigger than you, sweetheart. Stronger than you too. You’ll take what I give you.”

I’m prepared for her fire, and I raise my ward just in time to prevent the singe of skin. My laugh catches in my throat as she shifts beneath me, attempting to flip me to my back.

“Cute,” I tell her, and flames dance in her eyes. I scrape my teeth gently against her neck, enjoying her shiver. My lips replace my teeth, and her breath catches as she tilts her head, silently ordering me to continue.

I shift to her mouth instead, moving my hand to her throat as I claim her lips. I can feel her life beneath my hand, her breaths coming in short pants. Her tongue tangles with mine, and I get lost in her, until I’m not sure where she ends and I begin.

I sink into her, feast on her,revelin her. She lets out a broken moan and I come back to myself, slowly lifting my head.

Her eyes are molten blue, her lips puffy and wet. She looks dazed, needy, and most importantly…mine.

I brush my thumb over her nipple and she hisses, arching her back.

“Hmm. You like that?”

She stays stubbornly silent until I switch from my fingers to my mouth. And then she lets out one of those breathless groans that make me tense in response.

“If anyone else ever hears you make that sound, I’ll kill them.” The words are out before I’m aware I’ve spoken, and Madinia freezes.

“Calysian.”

Silence stretches between us. She’s waiting for me to take the words back.

Strangely, I don’t.

Instead, I push inside her, watching her eyes widen, darken, drift shut.

“No,” I murmur. “Look at me.”

Somehow, I find the self-control to wait until those long lashes flutter and her eyes open. And then I thrust once more, watching as her eyes turn glazed.

“You feel so fucking good.” I push deeper, withdraw, angle my hips, and I’m rewarded when her nails sink into my shoulders and she sucks in a shaky breath.

“Don’t stop.”

The words are both command and plea, and I sink into her again and again, losing myself in her body. She writhes beneath me, sweat slicking her skin, her nipples hard against my chest. I take her mouth, swallowing her breaths as she groans out another plea for more.

Her legs begin to tremble and I grit my teeth, focusing on anything but the feel of her inner muscles clamping around me.

She comes with a throaty moan. Our eyes meet, and for a moment it’s as if we’re somewhere else, in another time and place. I thrust once, twice, and then I’m curling my body around hers as I shudder, pleasure lashing through me.

I slip out of her with a hiss, watching my release trickle out of her. When I push it back where it belongs, Madinia shivers, and I’m immediately hard once more.

Flipping her onto her knees, I sink inside her again.

And again.

Madinia

My body aches in places that make me blush as I languidly stretch, reaching for Calysian.

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