Page 53 of These Wicked Desires

He doesn’t hesitate. Cade leaps for me and his body surrounds mine, warm and heavy as he claims my lips. I completely surrender to him, letting him take what he needs, giving it willingly. He brushes kisses down my neck, nips at my shoulders and breasts. Each little bite makes my skin redden, and he runs his tongue along the small hurts.

I writhe underneath him. My body reacts to all of my Shields the same way. It takes one look from them, one touch, and I’m ready. Cade’s fingers grip my thighs tightly as he spreads them, his fingers leaving marks in my flesh that make me burn even hotter. His gaze on my exposed pussy is like a brand, and he licks his lips before lowering down to run his tongue up my center.

I groan, the sound guttural and almost animalistic. Cade doesn’t waste time with teasing strokes. He licks and sucks and bites with a purpose. And that purpose is to get me off so he can taste all of me. It doesn’t take long before my thighs clench around his head and my hips move against his face, searching for that last bit of pressure to send me over the edge.

Cade meets my gaze, his purple stare so intense and heated it makes my stomach flutter. When he growls softly and gently bites my clit, I slap my hand over my mouth to muffle my scream as I come apart.

He barely waits until the last wave of pleasure ebbs before he surges up onto his elbows and slides his cock inside of me with one hard thrust. I moan as the pleasure that just washed through me begins to build once again. Cade sets a pace I haven’t seen from him before. Fast, rough, and almost desperate.

Looking into his eyes, I can tell he’s still not fully present. He needs more to bring him back from the despair that is clutching his soul. So I lean up to kiss him, biting his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. My nails rake down his back, breaking skin and making him grunt. But I can see the heat building in his gaze, slowly pushing away the fear and uncertainty.

“Harder, Cade,” I moan. “Fuck me harder.” I emphasize my words by sliding my hands into his hair and pulling on the strands roughly. Tugging his head back, I spot two puncture marks from the last time Kai fed from him, and I sink my teeth into his skin right over that mark.

I don’t bite him hard enough to draw blood, but with how sensitive those two spots are, Cade curses. His hips stutter for a moment before he regains control. Stopping entirely, he pulls out and roughly flips me over, lifting my ass into the air with a strong grip on my hips.

The force of his thrusts drive me up the bed until I have to brace my hands on the headboard to keep from hitting my head on it. Cade punishes me with his hips. The sound of skin slapping and his cock driving in and out of my slick pussy is only interrupted by our harsh breaths and the moans spilling from my lips.

“Fuck,” he groans. The heat from his body washes over me. His sweaty chest rubbing against my back.

Each place where we touch sparks with lightning and it goes straight to my core. “Cade,” I beg. “Please. Please. Please.” I don’t even know what I’m begging for anymore. All I know is him. His scent. His sweat. His cock driving into me harder and faster.

He grunts, and slides a hand around my hips to circle my clit. “Fuck, Ellis.” His words are strained like it’s taking every bit of his self control to not come.

But I want him to. I want to feel him filling me up while my own orgasm takes me to places I’ve never been before. With a ragged, harsh breath I whisper, “Please.”

Cade finally pinches my clit between his thumb and finger, and I detonate. I bite the pillow under my head to muffle my screams as my body comes undone so hard my toes curl and my limbs jerk uncontrollably. Cade bites my shoulder and the pain only draws out my orgasm even more. His hips slam into me and he holds my hips against his as he shudders through his own release.

When the final waves of our pleasure evaporate, Cade collapses to the side, pulling me with him so my back is pressed against his chest. We’re both sweating. Both breathing hard as we pull oxygen into our starved lungs. He doesn’t pull out though. Instead, keeping us locked together like he can’t bear the thought of separating.

When Cade has his breathing under control he brushes my air from my shoulder and presses a soft kiss to the teeth marks he no doubt left there.

“Thank you,” he whispers. “For everything.” He sounds wrecked, his voice filled with emotion that I’d need Kai’s abilities to parse through.

“That’s what I’m here for.” I snuggle against him more. “I would do anything for you Cade. Absolutely anything.”

His chest rises as he inhales a deep breath. “None of us deserve you,” he whispers, his lips pressed against my temple. “You’re far too good for us. And I’m sorry for everything we’ve done to hurt you.”

I want to reply. To tell him that isn’t true. That they deserve so much more than they think they do. But his hand rubbing gently over my stomach is too relaxing, and I find it harder and harder to keep my eyes open.

I fall asleep with his whispered, “I love you, Ellis,” echoing in my head.

Ellis

The next afternoon, I find myself heading for the front porch. Cade’s mom is still not responding to any magic he or Connor have attempted to heal her with. The lines around Cade’s eyes deepen every time he looks at her. Chloe hasn’t left her side, and it’s been almost impossible to get Cade to leave either.

“How is everything up there?” Kai asks, tugging me down onto his lap.

Sterling is off again, doing something alpha related no doubt, and Allie has already left. For all I know, Cole is still hiding somewhere in the woods, and Shari is busy around the house. She refused my offer for help though, and told me Kai was sitting outside on the porch.

“Okay enough, I guess.” I shrug and settle more firmly against him. “His mom is still not responding to the magic. I’m giving Cade and Chloe some time to talk.”

“They both need that, I think.” Kai’s arms tighten around me and he rests his chin over my shoulder.

We sit quietly for a few minutes, enjoying the sound of birds chirping in the trees. I tilt my head up to welcome the warmth of the sun on my skin and breathe in the air. It smells different on pack lands. It’s probably in my head, but it seems crisper, more fresh. Maybe that’s just because it’s mountain air, but it’s revitalizing.

“Aren’t you dying out here in the sun?” I ask, glancing at Kai’s squinted eyes.

“Slowly, yes.” His grin makes my heart flutter.

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