Page 32 of Claimed By Fangs and Darkness
The daywedie, as if it was obvious we’d only ever die by each other’s side.
I smiled.
Kylo rolled his eyes. “Like I said,greedy.”
He was rougher this time when he buried his fangs in the other side of my throat and drove into me. He pushed me into the rug as one of his hands buried in my hair and the other pinned my arm down.
I made a sound that was a cross between a sigh and a breathy moan. It faded into a gentle hum of contentment. My body curved and melded with Kylo’s as if trying to become one with him.
I couldn’t get close enough. My true desire was to crawl inside Kylo’s ribcage.
A giggle fell from my parted lips.
Kylo went rigid. He clotted my wound and slowly rose to meet my eyes.
“My first giggle in days, maybe even a week,” he murmured in wonder. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed that sound.”
“Dramatic,” I whispered.
His thumb brushed across my lips before plunging inside. My tongue swirled against it.
“I need to taste all of you,” Kylo growled.
He slowly pulled out of me and made his way down my body, leaving a trail of kisses. All I could do was bend toward him like a flowering vine in search of the sun.
For one tiny moment of clarity, I realized we were having some version of makeup sex in my ex-boyfriend’s basement while his parents’ corpses rested in the next room.
Now Ireallygiggled. I covered my mouth with my hand. This was fucked-up. I shouldn’t have been laughing.
And because I shouldn’t have been, I laughed harder.
Kylo grinned, his eyes sparkling. He lifted a brow at me, his head now between my thighs as he stared at my pussy in awe.
“What in the heavens is so funny?” He shook his head. “Hush, baby. You’re distracting me from worship.”
Telling me not to laugh didn’t help at all.
But him biting above my womb sure did. My pussy fluttered, and I was back to giving Kylo my full attention.
“Good girl.”
His tongue flitted over my clit, and my breathing turned ragged in anticipation.
The place Kylo had marked was intimate, primal. It reminded me of when he’d said he wanted to see me swollen with his child.
When Kylo’s mouth closed over my clit, it was aching for him. The deepest, basest part of me found the notion more than sexy.
Kylo pulsed, and I went wild, legs squirming before shadows held them in place. Moans rolled through me. All I could think about when my eyes rolled back was how good of a father Kylo would be, how dangerously protective he’d inevitably become of me if I was filled with his seed.
It was a fantasy that couldn’t ever be realistically fulfilled, but I was surprised by how much it worked for me.
Kylo forced another orgasm with ease.
Itundeniablyworked for me.
He was too beautiful. I stared down at his satisfied, unnaturally perfect face. I couldn’t help but run my fingers through his soft, gentle curls of black hair.
“Tell me what you were thinking about just now.”
