Page 46 of Woven Souls

I echo the sound against her lips.

Fuck, it’s been so long. If she keeps this up, I may come undone with just this type of stimulation alone.

My hands leave her hips only so that I can grab her thick thighs to hold her better. As my hands sink into her flesh, I marvel at how soft she is. My hands are full of this woman, and I fucking love it. When I lean into her, I don’t hit a pelvic bone but just the warmth of a woman with a body that makes my mouth water. Moving my hips in tune with her grinding, I take over what Willow has started. I swallow her gasp before pulling my mouth away from hers. My lips briefly leave her body only so they can land elsewhere. I suck and nip along her neck.

One of Willow’s hands cups the back of my head, her fingers weaving through my hair. The other wraps around my neck. Her breathing becomes ragged as her legs tighten around me. Her core grows hotter. That’s when I feel the front of my boxers growing damp. Oh fuck… Willow’s hot forme. I can feel my own release getting close. I can smell her arousal. The scent etches itself into the recesses of my mind. My mouth waters as I think about tasting her. I could throw her there onto the table, rip off the flimsy excuse for shorts, and devour her.

I grunt as the fantasy nearly causes me to cum.

“Viktor…” My name is whispered as a passionate plea, filling the quiet kitchen.

Shenever used to call my name when we came together. Nor didshegroan so ardently. Willow’s vocal delight and the awe flickering across her face each time I pull away to kiss another part of her neck…Shewas never as expressive in her pleasure.

“Honey, you’re killing me.”

I chuckle as her words are followed by a whimper as I press harder against her.

“Don’t worry,Soiel Ywab.” The endearment rolls off my tongue easily. “You may be the daughter of Death, but I’m going to make you feel alive.”

As I nip at her skin, I have the largest urge to sink my teeth into her neck, to mark her right here against the wall. The possessive thought should have surprised me, but I’m so far gone that I can’t think past this moment or through the instincts carved into my genetic makeup.

Willow’s body stiffens, and her breath hitches.

Grinning, I lean in to whisper into her ear, “Cum for me,Soiel Ywab.”

It’s like a band snapping. Her soft cry as she throws her head back is my undoing. My release follows on the heels of Willow’s. I grit my teeth together as a crack of lightning whips up into my chest, starting from between my legs. The breath is ripped from my lung as my brain short circuits. The pleasure nearly brings me to my knees.

Shit, if this is how good it is with clothes on… I need to know what it feels like buried inside of her.

I lean into Willow to keep her braced against the wall as I float on a cloud of jubilance. We both breathe heavily as our orgasms subside. When I’m sure my legs won’t give out from under me, I pull away slowly. Willow’s legs drop from my waist, and her hands slide down from my head and neck to drift down my chest until they fall to her side.

I should let go of her hips, but I’m not ready for this moment between us to end.

“Well… that was not what I thought I needed when I came down here,” Willow says, breaking the silence with a soft giggle.

I grin. It feels weird wearing the expression after going so long without it. Her eyes trail over my face. As the amusement fades, confusion begins to creep in.

“We probably shouldn’t have—”

I cut her off with a kiss. I don’t want to hear it. This moment between us has unlocked a desire I didn’t know I wanted. I want more of Willow. Not just her body, but all of her. When I pull away, it pleases me to see Willow looking slightly dazed.

“There’s no reason we shouldn’t have.” I meet her gaze. “I don’t regret it for a second. Maybe the next time you dream of being in my embrace, you’ll think of this moment instead of the other. Maybe we both will.”

Surprise flares up in her eyes before a tentative smile curls the corner of mouth.

“If I dream of this, I’ll wake up expecting it all over again.” She rolls her eyes and moves out of my reach.

“Then come find me.”

Did I say those words? Willow stiffens in surprise. Tilting her head, she regards me curiously.

“Viktor, honey, I’ll be honest, I don’t know what to make of this. What do you mean, ‘Come find me?’ You want to do this again?”

I don’t allow doubt or insecurities from my past to muddle how I feel.

“Yes.” I pause as I try to gauge her expression. “As long as you’ll let me.”

“I didn’t even think you liked me.” She shakes her head when I open my mouth to tell her otherwise. She presses on, “That is, until you gave methreecompliments tonight. And then you were kind of sweet to me on the car ride to the restaurant.”

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