Page 181 of Mama Si's Paradise

And when he let go, I was completely breathless for a moment.

But the heat was still there, and as much as I wanted him to justfreezeright there with his body over me and those beautiful eyes on mine, I still needed him in other ways first.

So, I whispered, “Move.”

My word must have really been his command because the next second, he did.

Crashing his lips to mine, he no longer did gentle. He no longer took it easy. Instead, he devoured my mouth, sticking his tongue all the way down my throat, his hands on my body, squeezing my breasts so hard it hurt, but it also felt incredible. It felt like I was floating on fucking air, not lying on a bed.

The length of his hard cock slid up and down my folds, pressing against my clit. My legs were locked around his hips so tightly that he struggled to move.

I gripped his hair in my fists and kept his face in front of mine, and his hand was on my hips, my ass, grabbing it until his fingers were imprinted on it. Then he rose up just a little, but I was locked so tightly around him he carried me up, too.

“Let go, baby,” Grey whispered.

I shook my head. “No, I?—”

“Just for a second. I’m not going anywhere.”

That was a promise, too, but it still cost me to unlock my ankles from around him.

“That’s my good girl,” he said, sucking my lips inside his mouth and reaching his hand between our bodies. He grabbed his cock and brought the tip to my clit, and I almost passed out. My limbs were shaking, and I couldn’t coordinate them properly to move the way I needed, but Grey did. Slowly, painfully slowly, he brought his tip down my folds, sliding so smoothly, so beautifully that we were both moaning into each other’s mouths, and finally, he was at my entrance.

“Open your eyes,” Grey said, and I did.

When our eyes locked, he began to slide inside me.

I thought for sure he’d have a hard time getting in there with all that thickness, but he didn’t. My body opened up for him and he slid in perfectly easily. He took his time with it, so I felt every new inch that filled me, until I was about to fucking explode.

Grey’s eyes were bloodshot, which made the grey in them look almost completely white, and he looked just as shocked as I felt to be connected to him this way. He was inside me to the base, all the fucking way, and I felt him. I felt all of him—and the strangest thing, it was almostfamiliar.Like we’d been here before at one point in the past, centuries ago, and finally, we were one again.

For a long moment, we stayed there, me adjusting to his size, him analyzing every inch of my face like he was in awe of what he saw. There was no need for words. We understood our bodies when we started to move slowly, our rhythm perfect like we really had done this a million times before. My body knew his. My bodyfithis. My soul poured into him with every small kiss he gave me, and every time I whispered his name.

It was bliss. The heat that had been about to devour me, tokillme tonight was gone. Disappeared into thin air as if it had never existed. Now, only the heat of Grey’s body was inside me, and it burned so beautifully. His skin no longer cooledme. It slid against mine as we moved, and when Grey began to pick up the speed, I was shaking with the need to let go.

Still, I held back. I wanted to feel more, so much more of this. I wanted to feel all of him, fast and slow, deep and shallow, moaning and crying and coming undone.

Grey must have felt the same way because his hands began to move down my body as he kissed my neck, licking behind my ear and down lower, like he was trying to clean me up. I touched his back, and his skin was even more raised around the shoulders, like those marks I’d seen on his back that night. I tried to trace them with my fingers but soon he pumped in and out of me faster, moaned louder, and I forgot about everything else. I forgot my own damn name as he gripped my ass with one hand and put his other arm underneath me to hold me in place.

Before the minute was over, he was fucking me like we were in a race.

I cried out his name so loudly my throat hurt. I scratched the hell out of his back, trying to hold on, trying not to come because he still hadn’t told me to. I wanted to please him more than I wanted to fucking breathe, and I saw no wrong in that whatsoever.

“Are you ready?” Grey then asked, and just the sound of his voice send shivers all over me.

“Yes,” I choked, holding onto his shoulders. “Keep touching me.”

“Everywhere?” he whispered, running his hand up to my hips and waist and breast, then back to my ass and thigh again, leaving a trail of delicious flames behind.

“Everywhere,” I whispered. “I love your hands on me.” I loved his cock inside me, too. And his lips on mine.

His eyes lit up like I just took the world and put it in his hands. He kissed me furiously, his tongue searching my mouthlike it was trying to memorize it, and his thrusts became deeper still, more desperate, faster.

“Grey,” I breathed when he let go of my lips, and he knew exactly what I meant. I was ready to come now, and if I tried to hold back a second longer, I was going to die for real.

“Look,” Grey said, letting go of me for a second to sit up. “I want you to see what you’re doing to them, baby.” Holding my hips tightly, he continued to slide in and out of me faster, pulling me against him, too, so that my clit rubbed on his pelvis. I cried out, my head falling back as the orgasm built up, about to explode—and that’s when I saw.

That’s when I realized, now that the heat wasn’t about to kill me anymore, that there were other people in the room, indeed. All the Evernight brothers on the bed with us, watching us, their hands on their cocks, jerking themselves off.

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