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“What do you need, beautiful? Tell me.”
She trembles, skin so pink and lively that I can damn near see her blood as it courses through her. “You. I need you. All of you. Please.”
Another low rumble rips from me. I grip her face, forcing her to watch my eyes.
My hips drop.
She screams as I bottom out against her farthest wall. I push deeper and roll my hips over that rough, sweet spot at the top of her body. Her scream fades to nails down my spine. Pain and heat sear in their wake as blood scents the air. My eyes roll back in my skull.
Oh sweet mother of ...
My mouth covers hers hard as I move in and out of her heat. Every mewl of sound flows through me, ratcheting the need higher.
“You’re fucking wet silk around me. And tight. Goddess, you’re tight,” I murmur against her bottom lip before nipping it between my teeth. “You feel so fucking good, Li.”
She gasps in my ear, ankles locked into the small of my back. Every thrust is met with a tremble that makes stars dance before my eyes. “God, Ruin.”
The first small ripple flows through her core. I grab her hips, angling her up, and she cries out at the sharper angle.
“Are you going to come for me?” I ask, watching her head toss as I roll in and out of her flesh. She whimpers, teeth deep in her bottom lip. The one that has haunted me since the first night at Carnage.
A trickle of hot fluid flows down my thighs. I glance down, watching as I move inside her. It’s like fucking poetry. Those dark pink folds part for my length like they were designed to. Like they were meant to. White hot pleasure shoots down my spine at the sight, and sweat beads on my brow.
“Fuck.” I drop my thumb to her pearl and swirl the little, wet bud. “Come, Lilah,” I command, losing my rhythm. “Now.”
Her back arches and her body clamps like a vise around me. My eyelids flutter, and my shoulders and neck strain against the force building in my groin.
White dots move behind my closed lids and I pound between her thighs. My sac draws up in a knot as the orgasm hits me like a sucker punch somewhere between the knees and my heart.
Oh fucking goddess.
Neck corded and eyes throwing sunlight over the ceiling, I roar.
With all my reserves lost, my eyes glow and my fangs pierce my bottom lip as I jet into her heat in one never ending wave.
I am yours and you are mine...
Flesh to flesh...
The words seem to come from nowhere. Like listening at the end of a tunnel, they fade in and out, echoing and incoherent. I shake my head to clear it.
Lilah’s heartbeat slams in my ears, filling me until there is nothing but her.
I set out to own her. But now she owns me.
And there isn’t a damn thing I won’t do to feel that again. To have it every fucking day for the rest of my life.
Panic replaces that happy edge, and I peer at her flushed face in the dark.
What the fuck has she done to me?
Chapter 34
Lilah
Something trails along my spine, and I arch into the sensation. Gooseflesh flows over my body, and I can’t stop the sigh of contentment as my body aches in ways it never has. I smile into the pillow.
“You’re up early considering all the work you did last night,” I say into the quiet.
