Page 86 of Darkest Sin

It’s too much, and he’s barely started touching me.

“Please,” I beg, the breathy word slipping through my lips. “God. Please, Killian. I need to feel the way you stretch me. I need you inside me.”

His hand slips further beneath me, and I can’t help but feel as though he’s testing the waters, needing to see just how much I can take.

“How much do you need me, Angel?” he growls in my ear as he slowly pushes two thick fingers deep inside of me, taking all the time in the world. “How fucking ready are you?”

There’s no denying how ready I am, and I know he feels it just as much as I do. I’m fucking drenched for him. “Again,” I demand, and as if on cue, his fingers slowly pull out before thrusting them back in, only this time, he curls them and massages my walls from within.

My eyes roll, the satisfaction so intense it takes me by surprise, and before I know it, I start grinding down on his fingers, desperate to take everything he’s got. “Don’t keep me waiting, Killian DeLorenzo,” I demand, tightening my grip on his heavy erection. “If you don’t bend me over and fuck me right now, I’ll do it myself.”

“Mmmm, that’s my girl,” he rumbles, and the way I feel the vibration through his chest makes my whole body shudder. “Spread those pretty thighs, baby. As far as they’ll go.”

A sultry grin spreads across my face as I quickly do as I’m asked, spreading my thighs almost to the point of pain, and when I feel his hand at my back, I release my hold on his cock and voluntarily lower my chest to the ground.

The blood instantly stains my long golden hair, but right now, only his hands on my ass matter. He tears my thong from my body, and the vulnerability does wicked things to me. I feel his heavy gaze locked on my drenched cunt, and I’ve never felt so beautiful in my life, and when everything clenches, he lets out a low, desperate groan.

“Angel,” he breathes as his fingers dig into my hips.

He takes his other hand and swipes his fingers through my center, and I push back against him, hungry for more. “Again.”

This time, he pushes those same two fingers deep inside of me, twisting and curling his fingers with every movement, and at this angle, he might as well kill me now because there’s no way I’m going to survive his wicked pleasure.

He works my body right to the edge, and I clench around his fingers as my whole body begins to shake. “Fuck,” I groan.

“You ready for me, Angel?”

“God, yes. Now.”

Killian wastes no time freeing his fingers from my cunt, and not a moment later, I feel that heavy tip at my entrance. “Touch yourself, Chiara. Show me how you like it.”

I don’t hesitate to slip my arm beneath me, and as I roll my fingers over my starved clit, Killian slowly pushes inside of me. He takes his time, taking me inch by inch, and I let out a breath of relief, not having realized just how much I was fearing this moment, but with him . . . it’s only him.

He keeps pushing and stretching until he’s fully seated inside of me, and I clench around him, my eyes rolling with the sweetest satisfaction. Everything pulses, and I’m so close to coming undone, but I won’t dare let go, not until he’s right there with me.

My fingers work manically over my clit, and as Killian begins to pull back, his fingers collect my wetness and dance across my ass. Without skipping a beat, I groan and push back, and he gently presses his thumb to my hole.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I breathe, and when he pushes back inside of me, I feel it all. Every inch of him, every angle he touches me, every pulse of my walls around him.

It’s too much.

Too good.

“More,” I tell him, determined to take it all, but damn it, he needs this release just as much as I do. “Faster.”

Killian picks up his pace, thrusting harder and faster, and my body quickly comes undone. It’s more than I can take, and it’s absolutely everything. I’ve never felt so alive, so on fire. “KILLIAN!” I cry as the intensity builds to new heights within me. “I’m going to come.”

“Give it to me, Angel. Let me feel how that pretty cunt squeezes me.”

“Fuck.”

His words are my undoing, and I fall to pieces, coming harder than ever before. My walls violently convulse around him as I cry out, every piece of me shuddering with the richest pleasure. It pulses through me, filling me with the sweetest intensity, and I clench my eyes as my hand curls into a tight fist.

The high blasts through me like an explosion, and as Killian groans behind me, my whole world seems to settle. He comes right along with me, each of his precise movements increasing the intensity until I physically can’t take it anymore and begin to pull away.

He relaxes behind me, panting heavily, and with his cock still buried deep inside of me, he pulls me up so my back is against his chest once again. “Angel,” he breathes, the sound so desperate it’s as though I’m the only thing in the world holding him together right now.

“I love you,” I whisper into the blood-soaked room. He remains silent, but as his arms tighten around me, I know he’s soaking in every syllable that just came out of my mouth, so I look back over my shoulder and cup my hand to the side of his face as he meets my stare. “I love you, Killian. So fucking much.”

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