Page 36 of Wretched Soul
“Your pussy tastes better than any fucking candy bar, Lily,” he whispers between deep licks that make my tightening core quiver. “And I’m going to eat you every chance I get.”
My back arches and my head falls forward so I can rest my forehead against my arm. I have to pant through the spasms caused by every lap of his tongue and stroke of his fingers.
He wants to do this every chance he gets? I don’t think I can survive this first time, but my body is all his as I ride his face. My hips rock. Pressure builds. And builds. And builds.
“I’m so close,” I whisper.
His tongue plunges deeper inside me, and then he’s trailing it up the crack of my ass. “Not until I’m inside you,” he orders, withdrawing his touch. “I want to pick up where you so rudely interrupted us, Slayer.”
I look over my shoulder at the silhouette kneeling behind me. He’s at one with the darkness and I’m more than ready to be consumed by his shadows. “And I want you to fill me with your cum,” I whisper.
My eyes close as I feel the pressure of his crown at my entrance. I feel the stretch as he pushes forward inch by delicious inch. He’s only halfway in, but the sensation is already tipping me towards oblivion, and my pussy walls clamp around him. The involuntary squeeze has Shade tightening his grip on my hips, and he thrusts forward. Fast. Hard. Deep. His thighs slap against my ass and he fills me completely.
Shade stills as I adjust to the size of him. “You feel…” he begins, then swallows. He pulls out almost to the tip. “You were made for me, Lily. You’re so fucking perfect. You were made for this.” He slams back into me. “You were made for my cock.” He pulls out before punching forward again. “You’re so fucking mine.”
As he continues to drive into me, it’s all I can do to concentrate on breathing through the jolts of pleasure that radiate up my spine and send tingles to the very tips of my fingers and toes. The intense pressure building in my core promises nothing short of annihilation.
I straighten my arms, lifting myself up and against him. “Shade,” I plead as if the man pushing me over this precipice is going to save me. “I can’t…”
Strong arms wrap around my chest, and he holds me as our bodies continue to thrash against each other.
“Come for me,” he whispers. “Come for me, right fucking now.”
Pressure. Such delicious pressure that builds and builds as his cock moves inside me. I’m scared to let go, but I can’t contain the thrumming power any longer.
“Damn you, Shade,” I pant out as he fucks me harder.
The tremors running up through my spine are a warning of what’s to come and I press my mouth to the inked forearm wrapped across my shoulders. My lips cover the sword and shield tattoo I’d glimpsed in the nightclub. My legs tremble as my body prepares for the inevitable explosion. I release a groan, but I refuse to scream in a chauffeur driven limousine.
“No one will hear you, Lily.”
I shake my head, not daring to let my mouth break the seal with his skin. I’m pretty sure the driver can already hear the slap of skin as Shade continues to pound into me without mercy. Mybody quakes. I’m going to… My jaw tenses as I stop myself from biting down on Shade’s arm.
“It’s OK, Lily,” he says. “Bite as hard as you want. Just let go.”
And with his next powerful thrust, that’s exactly what I do. I couldn’t stop it if I tried. My core explodes, sending shards of light into the darkness surrounding us, and my teeth clamp down on his inked skin. Sparkles dance across my closed eyelids as my release rocks through me. It’s as beautiful as it is terrifying.
Shade thrusts into me harder and faster, and my orgasm just keeps going, like there’s no end to the fire he set alight in my core. I burn, and it’s Shade who whips up the flames, again and again.
His last thrust sends us both forward, and he swallows back a roar as we collapse against the seat. I taste blood that isn’t mine as I unclamp my teeth from his arm. Shade rests up on his elbows, giving me room to breathe as he continues to pump in and out of me, filling me with his cum, just like he promised.
Chapter 12
Mace
As the hum of the jet engine vibrates through my tired body, I prop my feet up on the seat opposite and open my laptop. I’m closest to the galley, away from my brothers who are spread out in the mid-section of the jet. Our six a.m. flight to Las Vegas had removed any temptation I may have had of accepting Lily’s invitation to spend the night with her.
“When I said my apartment was off-limits, I just meant you couldn’t lurk at my door every day and claim you’d won,” she’d explained last night. “You are allowed inside.”
I fixed the zipper on her dress, having made her sit on my lap naked until the driver pulled up outside her apartment. The idea of spending more time with her body pressed to mine made me curse my loyalty to my brothers.
“I can’t. I have a flight to catch at dawn.”
“You’re going away?”
I pulled on my shirt and started buttoning it up. “Yes.”
“When will you be back?”
