Page 86 of A Kiss From Death
I arch into him, my toes curling as I fist the sheets, so hard, I hear a slight tearing noise, but it’s the farthest thing from my mind. I lift my hips on instinct, begging for more friction, and he chuckles against me.
“So needy,” he teases. “Does your pussy always weep this much? You’ve already thoroughly soaked the sheets and my face, and I’ve barely just begun.”
True to his words, I notice his face glistening with my wetness. I should be embarrassed, but it only turns me on more, seeing myself all over him. It makes my ego thrum to life.
A whimper is the only answer I manage, and his dark laugh fans across my center. My mind goes blank when his tongue lashes out like a whip, swiping inside me and dragging all the way to my clit, paying it extra attention before lapping against my core again.
Every inch of my body is humming and overheated as I moan so loud, I’m sure the crazy old lady downstairs can hear it. I grind against his face, begging for more, yearning to sink my fingers into his messy hair. Anything he gives me, I take eagerly as a ball of butterflies grows and grows in the pit of my stomach.
“More,” I pant, making Hade growl excitedly as he grips my hips, digging his fingers deep into my flesh.
Hade comes up for air to look me dead in the eyes. “I thought you’d never ask.” His pupils dilate as he raises his fingers to his lips before drawing them into his mouth and coating them with his spit. He pops them out and shines me a smirk straight from the devil himself. Quirking a brow at me with his dripping fingers right above my center, he asks, “You want more?”
I suck my bottom lip between my teeth, nodding while swallowing down the ball of need rising in my throat. Just when I think I can’t wait any longer, he plunges his fingers into my pussy, making me cry out.
He pays me no mercy as he expertly pumps them in and out of me, growing that ball of scorching heat with each delicious slam of his thick fingers. Just when I think I can’t take any more, his hot lips latch onto my clit, switching between sucking and licking.
“Fuck,I can’t take anymore,” I whimper. I let out a breathy moan when he nips my clit at the same time his fingers hit deep, rubbing against the perfect spot, making my stomach flutter in a wave of heat.
“So let go for me,” he demands. “I want to hear you scream my name as I force every drop of ecstasy from your body.” A crazed man stares back at me while I choke on my breaths. “Sing for me,beautiful,” he growls right before driving back in with a force that throws me off the cliff.
“Hade!” I scream as my body convulses under his sinful touch while the strongest orgasm of my life racks my body. Stars dance behind my eyelids as a pulse explodes against his lips drawing me towards death’s door. He rides out my orgasm with his mouth and fingers as I fight to stay conscious. A million tiny sparks dance though my center while my mind floats in the clouds, lost to a memory of who I was before this demon got his claws in me.
My body jolts every time his stubble drags across my sensitive center as he watches me try to come back to reality, and I fight to calm my breathing. I feel his magic evaporate from around my limbs, my body collapsing limp on the bed.
I peel my eyes open to find Hade standing to his full height above me. He drags the back of his hand across his lips, smearing my wetness coating his face. His tongue lashes out, dragging across his lips to lick away every drop. He looks absolutely delicious as the biggest smile I’ve ever witnessed spreads across his face.
“I can die happily now.” His gravelly voice goes straight to my center, making it roar to life again like the greedy bitch she is. His inky eyes twinkle under the light, the moon casting into the room.
“What about you?” I breathe.
He smirks back at me. “I can promise you, that brought me more pleasure than it did you. Tonight was all aboutyou,” he says with so much certainty and devotion, and my heart perks up at his words.
“If only you could see yourself through my eyes right now,” he says softly. “You have ruined everything for me. I will never be able to experience anything more exceptional than the privilege of laying eyes on you, Nyxi.”
I think I may be dreaming—my heart is beating at a happy pace it hasn’t been capable of for a very long time. A man made of steel and death is looking at me like I mean something in this world. Life feels bearable again under his praise. It feels right.
I lie there with a dopey smile across my face, lost in his words and a cloud of lust. “Lie with me?” I plead softly, hoping this bubble won’t burst at any moment.
“Anything you want, it’s yours.” He smiles back at me as my body grows heavy for darkness to claim. He scoops me up and draws me in to his warm chest as his magic lashes out, closing the cloth blinds, plunging the room in darkness. He slides us into the center of the bed, drawing the covers up so we’re wrapped in a ball of warmth.
I let out a sigh of contentment as I wrap myself around his warm body. Snuggling in, I rest my head on top of his bare chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. He shifts below me, raising his arms to rest behind his head.
My eyes snag on the dark ink etched into his skin, and my hand reaches out without thought. I slowly trace the dark lines on his side with my finger, unable to resist touching it. The owl seems to stare back at me like an old friend, and I smile at the comfort it brings.
A deep rumble comes from Hade, vibrating my face pressed against his chest as he revels in the feeling of my touch. I lean forward and press my lips to the tattoo, which draws a deep sigh from him.
“It’s mesmerizing,” I say under my breath. “I think one day, I would like to have one of my own to wear the pain my heart bears.”
“I’ll make it happen,” he says lovingly as he presses his lips to my skin in a feather light kiss. He strokes his hand down the back of my head while my eyes grow heavy, his beautiful owl the last thing I see as my eyes finally draw shut.
Right now, I feel safe and cared for, and I let my mind pretend this is my reality for the time being, even though I know it can never be. For now, though, I pretend to live in this warm bubble where people don’t die and happiness can exist.
“Thank you for tonight,” I mumble, sleep almost taking full control of my body.
I feel his body press closer to mine, making sure I won’t vanish right before his eyes. “I would do anything for you, Nyxi. My heart only beats foryou,” he whispers as sleep finally drags me under, making me wonder if I’m dreaming again.
My body thrums with life as I round my last lap, the sun finally perched high in the sky. Beads of sweat slip down my temple as I slow my feet to a soft walk. It feels good to get back to my routine after being away for so long.
