Page 103 of Shaped By Darkness

The sounds she makes are sinful, and as much as I love them, they also put my beast on edge, threatening to kill anyone who might overhear her.

I can’t even argue with him about it, though; the need to protect her and make her mine thumps through me like a pulse of its own.

Thankfully, this wing is only for guests, and considering all our current guests are her mates and share my room, it means we should be okay.

“Garrett,” she pants, and I look up at her as my lips close around her clit. “Please,” she begs as her legs begin to shake, her eyes half-lidded, pupils blown wide.

Just the sight of her laid out like this is enough to drive me crazy, but hearing her beg for me, feeling how wet she is, and the way her body responds to me.

Fuck, she’s so perfect.

The need to be inside of her weighs on me, my cock leaking, my beast begging me to bury myself in her and claim her fully.

Letting her clit go with a pop, I move back down to her entrance and press my tongue inside of her, groaning from the feeling of her walls spasming around it, which only makes them hold grip me tighter. I’d planned to make her come on my tongue, but the need to feel her walls grip me is too much, and I sink two fingers deep inside of her.

She bucks up, her back bowing despite the hold I have on her hips as she shouts her release, her legs attempting to crush me as her pussy grips my fingers, holding me inside of her. I let my own eyes fall closed as I continue to fuck her through her orgasm, imagining the way she will strangle me and almost coming from the thought alone.

That’s it.

Pushing to stand, I look down at my mate as she pants and whimpers on the bed. She’s so fucking wet that the scent fills the room, only making me crazier.

Her eyes meet mine, and I see the love that shines back at me.

I fall forward, my arms snapping out on either side of her head to catch me so that I hover above her, our faces only inches apart.

“I love you.” I tell her, holding her gaze to ensure she sees the truth in my eyes.

“I love you too,” she rasps, voice still rough from her release, but that’s fine. I know it’s true, I can feel it.

“I…” I cut myself off as her fingers brush against my cock, stealing my ability to speak or think.

Her hands are small, fingers delicate as they brush up to the head of my cock, slowly, meticulously, and knowing exactly what she’s doing if the smirk on her lips is anything to go by.

“Serena,” I manage to grit out her name as smoke puffs out of my nose, making her eyes go wide.

That’s new.

“Someone wants to come out and play,” she teases, as her fingers continue to explore my cock, making it hard for me to focus on anything else. Wrapping around my cock, she slowly moves from base to tip, making me groan, my head falling forward so that we’re nose to nose.

“You have no idea how close he is,” I groan as I push back against him.

I’m not sure what the hell he hopes to accomplish like this; if I did lose control and let him out, all he would do is destroy this wing of the castle and possibly crush our mate.

I would never hurt her.

I roll my eyes at him instead of arguing, because I’m not sure he understands how this would work with her beneath us.

Her thumb flicks over the head of my cock, hitting both of my piercings, and I watch her eyes go wide.

“Oh my god, you have a pierced dick too?” she asks, and I can hear the shock in her voice but also the hint of excitement as I resist the urge to ask who else has theirs pierced.

I really don’t want to know.

I spent quite a bit of time in the other realm looking for her. Technology wasn’t the only thing I took an interest in. Tattoos and piercings fascinated me and before I knew it, I was nearly covered in tattoos with almost a dozen piercings.

I’ll have to go back some day just to get more.

Reaching down, I fist my cock, rubbing two of the little metal balls over her clit. Her pupils dilate so much the blue is eaten by the black completely hidden, her tongue dragging across her bottom lip.

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