Page 23 of Unhallowed

There’s a tingling between my legs as I rouse from deep sleep, and I groan, throwing an arm over my eyes. There’s no light filtering into the room, and I wonder what time it is. Is it night? Day? I try to go back to sleep until there’s a pressure against my center, and my eyes fly open with a moan on my lips.

“There she is,” Killian whispers from between my legs. “That feel good, baby girl?”

Fuck.

His tongue spears my pussy, and the pad of his finger circles my clit. My legs come around his head, trapping him, and he chuckles against me. But shamelessly, I raise my hips. I remember last night—or was ittonight?—when he fucked me just like he promised. And I liked it.Lovedit. I can still taste the dirt in my mouth, feel it under my fingernails, and more heat rushes south. He said he was going to ride me, and goddamn he did. I never thought I’d like someone fucking my ass, but it was a life-changing experience. Just thinking about it brings me to the brink—and now I’m flooding his mouth, my wetness dripping down to my ass, and he moans like he’s the one being pleasured.

Two fingers enter me as he focuses his tongue on my clit now, and my fingers find his soft black hair, slightly wavy with some pretty curls here and there. I tug on it, loving the way it feels between my fingers, loving everything he’s doing. Is this what lust feels like? Because if it is, then I’m feeling it. And I don’t fucking like it. I feel like I’m betraying Draven, but it’s not the same right? I’m married to this man. He’s my fuckinghusband. Fuck, fuck,fuck.

Why is my body trembling the more he swirls and flicks his tongue over me? Why am I getting wetter? Why do I not stop him? Why am I being a traitor?Again.

Killian moans against my pussy as he increases the pace, his face moving against me, his lips wrapped around my clit. My toes curl and my back arches, making me tighten my fingers in his hair as his own curls faster inside of me. It feels so fucking good, so right, that my legs fall open as far as they go. He grabs one to push it toward the mattress and when he bites my clit and sucks it back into his mouth, I can’t take it anymore.

With a loud moan, I come.

My body quakes, shakes, and it feels like my bones are about to snap from the pleasure of it. It’s obvious he notices how much I liked it, because he hums as he trails his wet lips against the skin on my legs, hips, and abdomen.

He wastes no time, crawling over my body and burying his face in my neck, his cock at my entrance. “You ready?” He whispers in my ear. “I want this little pussy wrapped around my cock.”

My legs are still spread, and I don’t push him away. “We can’t, Killian. What if he hears? I can’t do that to him.”

“ButIcan.”

“It feels wrong. I—” I swallow hard. “He loves me.”

“He’ll stop eventually.”

“I won’t.” And I know it’s the truth. IloveDraven. “Ever.”

“I don’t care, little demon,” he replies softly. “You’ll love me too.”

“I doubt that.” I laugh.

He’s quiet for a beat. In fact, I don’t hear him breathe anymore. His body stills, tensing, and his breath whooshes out into my neck. Suddenly, I’m scared. I know I said the wrong thing. He’s going to fucking kill me.

“Listen to me, Angel.” He pulls back, his lips coming to mine and they brush against me in an almost kiss. “I’ll tear your heart out with my fucking teeth and make you love me.”

I gasp, my fear making me clench. “I—”

“Don’t care,” he says, licking my bottom lip, then my top, trying to get me to open up for him. “Give in, Angel.Kissme.” Tilting my head towards his, our lips brush again. “Give into me.”

I can smell myself, and I breathe in deeply to remember this moment. Really immerse myself in it. He moans in satisfaction when I part my lips, taking my bottom one between his and sucking softly. He nips me as he lets go and I whimper, but before I can catch my breath he fucks my mouth with his tongue. It goes in and out, tangling with mine, and my head starts to spin. Bright white spots invade my eyes behind my closed lids, and this time I groan.

How am I lightheaded over a kiss when I’m lying down?

No one has ever kissed me this way, like their oxygen depends on mine slipping into him. Even if there’s no chance that we’ll ever be together—even if I don’t want to—I know I need him right now.

I open my eyes as he pulls away, able to make out his silhouette as my eyes adjust to the darkness. Broad back, sculpted shoulders. Killer muscles that I can’t make out but know are there. This man has an Adonis belt to die for, it’s all I could look at after he fucked me into the dirt, the blood trail leading down to his cock. To the devil right above it. The light dusting of dark hair.He’sto die for.

He turns me to the side and shoves a pillow under my hips, then turns me back. I know what he’s doing, but am I ready? Can I do this? How guilty will I feel? How much more guilt can I take?

“Let me in,please.” He begs, and I forget about everything. Right now, all I see is red. “Please.” The blood from last night, my hand on his cock after he fucked my ass, how he fucked meagain.

My bloody hands all over his chest and abs, the way I touched him and stroked him and the way he loved it—

I wantmore.

I vow to bind myself to you, from now until death, and even after yours.

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