Page 143 of Hell Fae Captive
He wouldn’t apologize later. It wasn’t in his nature. But he would take care of me in his own way.
Cami blinked wide eyes at us, her cheeks turning red.
“Lick her,” Az commanded, his voice gruff.
I muttered another curse as I fought to loosen my muscles, knowing it would help me accept his savagery. But it was hard when he just kept fucking me with abandon, the burn growing in ferocity with each carnal thrust.
Cami’s fingers wove through my hair, her eyes meeting mine. Concern radiated from her. Concern that I wanted to replace with pleasure.
I gave her a long, sensual lick while she watched, my focus on her more than the rutting beast behind me. She swallowed, her nostrils flaring as the stirring of passion began to enter her expression once more.
I added my fingers to the mix, sliding two into her slick center and curling them upward to hit that spot deep inside that made all women groan.
Cami didn’t disappoint, her resulting moan going straight to my balls.
My shaft pulsed, Az fucked, and Cami began to lift her hips against my mouth.
It was a beautiful dance of eroticism and animalistic intrigue, driving the two of them to pleasurable heights.
I watched, my heart beating rapidly, as bliss stole through Cami’s features, making her look even more angelic, more beautiful, moreher. She positively glowed, her expression one I would never forget as Az growled in my ear.
His Phoenix was fully in charge now, driving his every move, thrusting, thrusting, thrusting, until every sound he made was more beast than man.
Cami watched from beneath hooded eyes, her arousal a rapturous taste against my tongue as her inner walls clamped down around my fingers.
“Now,” Az demanded, the word seeming to be for Cami as she fell apart on a cry of pleasure-induced pain. Her eyes were on me as she came, providing me with the stunning sight of her full climax, the heat of it scorching my insides as Az joined her in an eruption that branded my veins.
Power flooded through the room, the intense energy rippling through me before reaching Cami.
She quivered in response, feeling some of the aftershocks. But the majority of his intensity went into my spirit, where I absorbed it as I always did, the power feeding my own.
Az pulled out of me, flipping me onto my back as he took my shaft into his mouth, sucking and thanking me with his tongue. I groaned as I reached the back of his throat, his power still pouring into me as he swallowed around my head, demanding I join him in this blissful state of existence. I threaded my fingers through his hair, accepting his care and attention, but my eyes went to Cami, her pretty pink cheeks and swollen lips a sight that left me vibrating with a fierce craving. I wanted to be inside her, fucking her, feeling her orgasm around my dick like she had my fingers.
The image alone brought me that much closer.
And then Az laved the piercing in the head of my cock, twisting it with his tongue in the way he knew I couldn’t resist.
Sending me to the stars, forcing me to join them in the land of ecstasy and grace.
A strange sort of combination of names left my lips as I tumbled into oblivion, one that sounded a lot like “CamAz.” I couldn’t really say because my mind blacked out for a long moment as a pleasing thrum overwhelmed every inch of my being, killing me for a brief moment in time.
Darkness.
Throbbing.
Blissful.
Silence.
Underlined with quakes of vehemence and energetic strokes of vivacity as Az’s mouth redefined the meaning of life.
He took every drop.Sucking. Claiming. Swallowing.
I floated in that state, loving the way it felt, and woke to the sensation of a damp cloth against my ass and Cami’s delicious curves against my groin.Spooning. Resting. Being taken care of by Az.
This was his version of an apology.
His version of guarding those he cared about.
