Page 79 of Forever Touched

I squeezed my eyes shut, ignoring my raging hard on to calmly reply, “Your job isn’t to pleasure me, Adalyn. That’s not what I came here for.”

She was silent for a beat. Then quietly said, “I don’t mind, Everett. Yes, you claimed me without my permission. Yes, I was hurt. But I no longer think you did it to control me. I don’t feel used when I’m with you. I feel safe. I feelseen. I’ve shown you the real me, and you’re still here. You still . . . you still want me.”

“Of course I want you,” I groaned, reopening my eyes to look at her. “But I don’t just want you for your body. My father was right. It wasn’t a coincidence that he sent me to Dreamscape. Fate brought me to you because you’re my purpose. Mylight. And I crave that light more than anything. I don’t care if you’re a witch or a blood whore, Adalyn. I just want you. You’reallI want.”

I didn’t know where the words had come from. They’d just spilled out of me, rolling off my tongue before I could stop them. I wouldn’t take them back, though. I’d meant every word and could only hope she felt a fraction of what I felt for her.

“Adalyn,” I said, worried that I’d terrified her. She was still as stone, her golden eyes frozen wide in shock.

I was about to change the subject when she suddenly moved. In a breath, she was in my lap and claiming my mouth. Elated, I fisted her hair and returned the kiss with equal passion.

When her lips parted, I slipped my tongue inside to curl it around hers. With a breathless moan, she hitched her bare legs around my waist and sank onto my throbbing cock. I returned the moan and cupped her backside to rock her against me. She rocked back, thrusting her hips in time to the thrusts of my tongue.

In no time, we were both desperate for more. I removed her top, and she removed mine, all without breaking the kiss. We continued to feverishly kiss as I leaned forward to lay her on the blanket, shoving aside plates and food containers in the process. I assumed Adalyn would tell me if Pepper was in danger of being squished, so I didn’t hesitate to cover her body with mine.

Not even caring if the little mouse familiar was watching, I rocked against Adalyn again, pleased when she arched up for more. I reached between us to undo my pants, but she broke the kiss to pant, “Wait. You pleasured me the last time you were here. I want to return the favor.”

I started to protest, but the words ended in a groan as she reached down and gripped me through my pants. Pleasure shot through me, robbing me of air. When she rolled us so that I was on my back instead, all I could do was surrender. Her skilled little hands made quick work of undoing my buckle and unzipping my pants, allowing my erection to spring free.

“Adalyn,” I said, breathing her name like a prayer. I looked up at her, just as she lowered her head and took me into her mouth. At the beautiful sight of her lips around my cock, I groaned withoutrestraint.

Pleased by my reaction, she curled her tongue around me and began to suck. Euphoria rocked my body, and I jerked against her mouth, the need to thrust overwhelming.

“Adalyn, baby,” I moaned, reaching up to slide my fingers into her hair. “Your mouth feels so damned good.”

As she continued to suck, she cupped my balls, making me see stars.

God, her mouth and hands were magic. Every time she touched me, I was blown away by how good it felt. She was wrecking me in the best way possible, making me forget all others before her. Nothing before her mattered. She was the only one I desired and craved. The only one I wanted to touch me. To pleasure me. To fill my world with indescribable bliss.

Needing more friction, needing moreher, I gripped her hair and started to thrust. She let me, answering my need by swallowing more of my shaft. Unable to keep my eyes open a moment longer, I let them roll back and focused on the growing tension in my body. Thedelicioustension that her hands and lips and tongue were creating.

She added a second hand, squeezing the base of my shaft until I jerked again, barely able to hold off my orgasm. She kept squeezing and sucking and pumping until my entire body was a riot of sensation, screaming for release. My thighs quivered, the orgasm building and building.

She squeezed once more, and I lost it. With a roar, I surrendered to the ecstasy pounding through me and spilled my release. But she didn’t pull away. She continued to suck on me, taking all of me into her mouth. Tasting me.Swallowingme.

I peeled open my eyes to watch her. She was beautiful. The most beautiful creature I’d ever seen and ever would see. When she finallyreleased me, tilting her swollen lips into that captivating smirk I couldn’t get enough of, a feeling flooded my body. One that stole my breath and left me stunned to my very core.

I was falling for her.

I was falling for my soulmate.

24

ADALYN

It was day three of being stuck inside the Faircroft home. Arguably, the best three days of my life.

Despite how busy Mistress kept me during the day, I was full of energy the moment she and her daughters left each evening. When the coast was clear, Everett would arrive, immediately making the hard hours of work fade away. Every time he came, he brought with him more food than I could possibly eat in one sitting. I mourned the fact that I couldn’t store the leftovers in the fridge, but I ate as much of the food as I could before we were forced to part ways.

Tonight, he’d brought lobster, shrimp, and cod, and Pepper received a selection of cheeses, nuts, and berries. We sat down in our usual spot beneath the red maple, contentedly listening to the waves crashing against the rocks as we stuffed our faces. When I couldn’t eat another bite, I laid down on the blanket with a groan, using Everett’s lap as a pillow.

Something had shifted between us these past few days. We’d both stopped resisting the soulmate bond and had embraced it, which had allowed the connection to deepen. I was growing more and more comfortable with him having access to my emotions and thoughts, but not all of them. Not the parts that were tightly locked under thrall. Every day, I’d try to tell him about my mistress’s evil plans, and every time, I’d fail.

The clock was ticking as Everett’s claim on me faded. It wouldn’tbe much longer before I had to return to Dreamscape and give up these forbidden magical evenings with him. I was no closer to figuring out how to break the pactum, and I could sense that Everett’s patience was wearing thin.

I couldn’t blame him, though. He didn’t want me to work at the nightclub any more than I did, and as our bond had grown stronger, so had our need for each other. Being apart was becoming more and more difficult. We spoke to each other telepathically, sometimes for hours at a time, but it wasn’t enough.

We craved each other’s presence. Each other’stouch.

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