Page 44 of Shattered Vows

I pant, arching my back, pressing my head into the grass. Kol flicks my clit with his tongue while his fingers explore my entrance. He doesn’t push them inside, and I turn more desperate, gyrating my hips, longing to feel any part of him inside me.

I’m so close. I feel like a bomb about to detonate—full of so much pent-up energy that I’m liable to take out the entire manor.

He sucks hard on my clit, and I come on a cry, grinding my hips into his face while he devours me whole.

When I come down from my orgasm, I lie limp in the grass, staring at the sky and the white clouds passing overhead.

“Do you have any idea how good you taste coming on my tongue?”

I look away from the sky and heave myself up on my elbows. Kol is still between my legs, but he’s on his knees, fisting his cock.

“You gonna let me come all over this virgin pussy, sweetheart?”

My insides clench with his words. “Yes, yes.”

His arm with the lion tattoo jerks roughly on his rigid cock. I watch, studying his movements so that the next time we’re together, I can replicate his actions and take him where he’s taking himself.

“Play with my balls.”

I move so that I’m half sitting up, leaning back against one hand and reaching out with the other. The heavy weight of his balls rests in my palms, and he tilts his head back with a groan, continuing to jerk himself.

Feeling a little braver now that I’ve seen his reaction, I fondle his balls, moving them in my hand and squeezing lightly.

“Fuck! I’ll bet you can’t wait for me to come inside you, painting your insides.”

“Kol…” I squeeze harder on his balls.

The cords in his neck tighten, and he roars as his cum spurts onto my lower abdomen and the top of my mound. Watching this man come apart so thoroughly because of me—a sense of power I’ve never felt before washes over me.

Now that I know what it feels like, I want more.

Kol drains himself onto my skin, making sure every last bit is out before he collapses on his back beside me. With one arm above his head and the other over his abdomen, he stares at the sky while he catches his breath. Eventually, he picks up his shirt and wipes my stomach clean before tossing it aside and lying back down next to me.

Kol doesn’t seem like a cuddler, but I take a chance and roll onto my side, bringing my leg up over his legs and resting my cheek on his chest. He stills at first but relaxes. He doesn’t put his arm around me, but it’s progress, I guess.

“Can we do that again?” I ask.

His deep rumble of a laugh echoes through his chest to meet my ear. “I’ve created a monster.”

I trail my fingertips over his chest, enjoying this feeling of intimacy with him almost as much as what we just did. “Maybe I’m a nympho and didn’t know it until now.”

He chuckles again. “You’re still a virgin.”

“True. But we could fix that right now if we wanted to.”

He’s silent. Probably contemplating, because Kol doesn’t make rash decisions. “I think we’ve done enough for one day.”

His words sting, but he does bring the hand on his abdomen over and covers mine. We lie in silence for a minute or two, and my mind wanders while listening to the birds chirping in the nearby trees—to what we just did, what I hope we’ll do next, to when Kol found me in front of the maze.

I don’t want to ruin this rare moment between us, but the panic and pain in his eyes when I asked if he wanted to go in the maze with me is now at the forefront of my mind.

“Kol, can I ask you something?”

“You want to know when I’m going to fuck you?” I can hear the amusement in his voice, and for a moment, I think maybe I shouldn’t ask him.

But I want to know. I want to bring him comfort if he needs it. I don’t know for sure, but I don’t get the feeling that he opens up to many people. “Why did it upset you so much when I asked you to go in the maze with me?”

He moves his hand off mine.

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