Page 29 of The Stone Survival
She locked gazes with me. “I’m here for as long as it takes to bring down the faction. And as long as it takes to know my daughter.”
I’d found my family; now all I needed to do was keep them.
It wasstrange getting into Serath’s bed. With only an hour till dawn, I’d gone almost two days without a full five hours sleep, and my body felt like lead. I ran my hands over Serath’s pecs and down his taut abdomen, delighting in the way his muscles jumped beneath my fingers.
I groaned. “I want you so bad, but I don’t think I can move.”
He chuckled low and sexy. “Maybe you don’t have to.”
“What?”
He kissed my neck, my collarbone, and the tops of my breasts, hands cupping me, squeezing gently before slipping beneath my sleep tee to find my flushed skin. I arched as his mouth caged my nipple, wet and hot, drawing a line to the apex of my thighs with each draw and rasp of his tongue.
“Serath…God, yes.”
He teased me until I was squeezing my thighs closed against the desperate need gathering there before slowly raising hishead to look down at my face. “You need this, Cameron. You need to come. To feed.”
“Yes. Please. Make me come. I want you inside me.”
“You’ll have me.” His fingers tangled in my hair, and he tugged my head to one side and licked the column of my neck with the flat of his long tongue. “You’ll have me inside you.” He licked up my breastbone. “My tongue…deep inside you.”
My pussy throbbed harder.
He slid down my body, hooked his fingers into the top of my panties, and peeled them off. “I want you bare. Knees up, Cameron. That’s it. Open for me. Let me see what I’m getting.”
My heart was a drum, my blood gushing hot, gathering in all the right places. “Serath…”
Cool air kissed my pussy, followed by his hot breath, then his tongue, rough and quick, as he circled my clit. My hips bucked, and he pinned me with one huge hand, flicking his tongue over the bundle of nerves until I was sobbing and panting and hurtling toward release.
“Please. Oh god, Serath, please. I need…I need?—”
He filled me with his tongue, thick and deep, pushing up against that hidden spot inside me that filled my head with stars and tore a guttural cry from my lips. I came hard, the edges of my vision darkening as he hummed against me. Our bond vibrated and snapped tight, tearing another orgasm from my body, then another, until I was begging him to stop, to just please stop.
He released me with a final sip and looked up at me with eyes like cold fire, his mouth glistening with my arousal. I was no longer tired. I was hungry. Ravenous. I hauled him up my body and claimed his mouth, urging him to roll onto his back so I could straddle him.
He tensed beneath me, and something dark, almost akin to fear crossed his features—at least, I thought it did, but it was so fleeting I must have imagined it.
He reached for my hips, misconstruing what I needed, and I gently gripped his wrist.
“My turn.”
His pupils flared dark, and he nodded, releasing me, giving himself to me.
It was my turn to taste his body, to run my tongue over the valley of his muscled torso, to nip, suck, and graze his skin with my nails, moving down, down to his thick, ridged cock.
I’d never wanted to pleasure a male this badly. Never wanted to take it this deep, but with Serath it was a visceral need, and I owned it. His moans made me wetter, hotter. The ridges on his cock massaged my throat in a way that sent tingles across my breasts and down to my pussy.
“Fuck, Cam, fuck!” He fisted my hair, holding me steady as he thrust deep. I felt him swell, knew he was close…ready. “Fuck…” He tried to pull out, but I grabbed his hips and held him to me. “Cameron, oh fuck…” He came with a groan and a curse, and as his heat filled me, a wave of warmth swept over my body, shooting down to the apex of my thighs, pushing me over the edge once more.
Pulse racing, head reeling, I climbed up his body and into his arms. We lay entwined for long minutes, silence speaking volumes.
“Are you still hungry?” he asked, his voice gravelly and low.
“No. You fed me well.”
He stroked up and down my back. “Then sleep, beautiful.”
“You too, gorgeous.”
