Page 53 of Sticks and Stones and Broken Bones

I nodded, a little shakily, with nerves fluttering in my stomach. Rook stared at my lips for such a long time, I’d thought he’d frozen.

“Rook—”

He darted forward, moving in the blink of an eye, and captured my mouth with his. I went headlong into the collision, and it was like a spark ignited between us. Desire burst to life in my veins and heat flooded my core. My magic amped up behind my solar plexus, admittedly it was a little unsettling, but I’d analyse it later, and I felt sparks dance across my skin as Rook kissed me deeper.

His tongue crossed my bottom lip and plunged into the wet heat of my mouth. Teeth clashed with mine as he rolled me onto my back and settled his weight between my thighs.

The second his cock settled against my core I fucking melted.

“Fucking hell, Raevyn,” he purred, running his tongue up my jugular.

A shudder ran down my spine as I felt the wet rasp of his tongue against my skin.

“Too many clothes,” he complained, then pulled back to help me whip my sleep tee off. A moan rumbled deep in his chest, and I felt it vibrate through me. I was aching between my thighs, desperate to be touched. I’d never felt this needy. Was it them? Because I was dead? What had changed in me that my desire and libido had gone into overdrive? Or perhaps it was the connection between us that heightened everything.

Rook’s fingers traced the mound of my breast. “Beautiful.” His fingers moved softly over my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. He didn’t stop until he reached the lace edge of my underwear.

“I’ve never felt so off-centre,” he said as he tantalisingly swept his finger back and forth under the band of my panties. “Never felt such a need to consume another being.”

I shivered at his words, and I wanted to know what that felt like.

“I want to own you, Raevyn, body and fucking soul. You’re mine. And I’ll stop at nothing until I own you.”

His words went directly to my core and, without even thinking, I raised my hips to meet him, grinding my pussy against his erection, trying to find some much needed friction.

“I know, baby,” he purred. “Let me take care of that for you.”

Rook snapped the band of my pants, ripping them clean off. Then he pressed his fingers to the inside of my thighs and pushed my legs wide open.

I felt exposed. Vulnerable.

He groaned deeply. “Prettiest little cunt I’ve ever seen.”

His vulgar words had my core tightening in anticipation. He stroked a finger down my centre, catching my clit, and my entire body shuddered.

“I’m going to hurt you, Lilac, but in the best fucking way.”

“Yes,” I breathed. My body was coiled tighter than a spring, poised on the edge of something I couldn’t even begin to imagine.

“Brace yourself,” he said as he leant closer to my pussy. “This is going to hurt.”

Then, in one long motion, he licked the length of my slit.

“Fuck,” I moaned as I watched his tongue do it all over again. His lips surrounded my clit he and sucked it between his teeth. The sharp sting had my hips bucking and my core tightening further.

I felt his grin against my skin as he sank two fingers deep inside me. I heard how wet I was, the squelch of my pussy obscenely loud in the room.

His teeth nipped at my clit again and my body bucked beneath him. He forced another finger inside me, and a deep throaty moan escaped me. Any semblance of control I thought I had, vanished as he played my body to a tune of his own making. Screams, moans, gasps, all the sounds Rook pulled from me to create a symphony of chaos that was about to reach its epic finale.

The burn of his fingers as he stretched me wider singed the edges of my pleasure, kept me suspended somewhere between cumming and teetering on the edge of it. I was a desperate, needy mess and he fucking knew it. Revelled in it. Found his own pleasure in it.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I know I’m so close to exploding. So close. All it would take was just one more lick. One more bite. One more anything.

He pulled away from me, removing his fingers, and sat back to look at me. “So fucking beautiful.”

“Rook,” I moaned. I tried to reach for him but he swatted my hands away.

“Can’t have you cumming yet, Lilac. I want to be buried deep inside you so I can feel your pussy squeeze my dick.”

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