Page 120 of Forever Touched

It was addicting. Freeing. Everything I could crave and more.

Knowing that it wouldn’t have to end, that Everett had every intention of keeping our relationship a priority when he became king, made my heart flutter happily.

I would miss this cottage, though. Miss how quiet and peaceful it was. While we’d been away from the castle, Everett had arranged for his bedroom to be remodeled. He’d wanted the space to feel like ours, so we’d ordered all new furniture together, adding in a mix of both our personalities. There was even a spot in the corner for me to practice my dancing, which I was super excited about.

Pepper had opted to stay at the castle while we honeymooned, not interested in hearing our “loud humping noises,” as she put it. She and Silver had been enjoying each other’s company despite the fact that they were technically prey and predator, and I often saw them playing together in the halls.

Wanting to make the most of our last morning at the cottage, I sank into the mattress and gave myself over to the intimate moment. Everett still had his fangs deep in my flesh, and as he fed on me, he spread my thighs and touched my clit. I moaned into the pillow again, gripping it tightly while bliss curled through my insides. He played with the sensitive nub for a few minutes, effectively turning me into a quivering mess, then lazily slid a finger inside me.

“Everett,” I panted, lifting my head off the pillow as my pleasure intensified.

Don’t you dare orgasm. I’m not done with you yet, he rumbled through our bond, making me laugh.

“I might not . . . be able to help it,” I breathlessly said, all but strangling the pillow as he curled the finger and hit a particularly sensitive spot. “Especially . . . when you dothat.”

Oh, that?he chuckled quietly.That was nothing.

Inserting a second finger, he plunged them both deeply inside me, making my walls spasm. As he began to pump them in and out, it became harder not to squirm, to chase after my pleasure. It just felt sogood.

Clearly having heard my thoughts, Everett chuckled again and said,Squirm, and I’ll stop.

“Bastard,” I spat, but the word came out as a whimper.

I might not be patient about many things, baby girl, but I know how to prolong an orgasm.

“I know you do, and it’s annoying.”

You love it. Admit it.

“Nev—AH!” I cried, bucking against his fingers as he used his other hand to rub my clit. The added pleasure made it nearly impossible to hold still, and I began to shake like a leaf from the effort. “Please don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

You’re doing so good, dearest wife, he purred, using praise to further torment me.And I haven’t even given you my venom yet.

My eyes popped open. “Everett, don’t—”

Venom streaked through my veins like lightning, and I completely lost it. Screaming at the top of my lungs, I ripped my pillow in half as an orgasm shot me sky high. Feathers exploded into the air, adding to the epic moment. I was still in the throes of ecstasy when he withdrew his fangs and fingers, only to flip me over and bury his head between my thighs.

As his tongue stroked my center, I nearly lost it again. But my devilishly handsome mate wascruel. He slowed his movements, coaxing me back down until my pleasure was a low hum. He prolonged the torture for several moments, taking his sweet time tasting me. Then sucked me deeply into his mouth. My spine bowed off the bed, my breath coming in desperate pants as he started to nibble on the sensitive flesh.

“Everett, I can’t . . . I can’t . . .”

He bit down, and another orgasm exploded through me. I screamed again, unable to contain the euphoria pulsing from me. I thought he would stop then, but I should have known better. He wrung another orgasm from me. Then another and another, as if his goal was to see how long I could endure the pleasurable assault.

As a mortal, my body would have given out after only a few orgasms. But as an immortal hybrid, my endurance was impressive. After the dozenth orgasm, I stopped keeping count, my only thoughton riding out this blissful high for as long as possible.

Everett continued to tirelessly worship my body, filling me up so completely that I could barely stand it. Needing to be close to him in a way I only wanted to experience with my soulmate, I finally breathed, “I need you.”

He immediately knew what I meant and stopped what he was doing to crawl up my body. The second he was positioned between my thighs, I curled my legs around him and thrust my hips up. We both moaned as his hardened length slid inside me, our eyes still open so we could watch each other.

When he began to thrust, I stared into his pale green eyes, marveling for the umpteenth time at how beautiful they were. I reached up to cup his cheek, and he leaned into my hand, his gaze remaining on my face as we made love. Even when we were teetering on the edge of release, his eyes stayed locked on mine. And when we fell over the edge together, those beautiful eyes filled with undeniable love.

A love so deep and consuming that tears blurred my vision.

“What is it?” he said, his breathing still ragged as he came down from the high.

Hesitating for a moment, I replied, “I had a dream. A premonition, actually.”

He blinked in surprise. “A good one, I hope.”

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