Page 26 of Grave Intentions

Lena bites her lip, hesitating momentarily before slowly lying on the bed. Her eyes are fixed on my cock, the tip glistening with pre-cum.

“Close your eyes,” I instruct.

She does as she’s told, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

“Now, show me,” I demand.

Lena’s hands tremble as she reaches down between her legs, her fingers ghosting over the fabric of her shorts. A whimper escapes her lips, and her hips buck involuntarily.

“That’s it,” I encourage, my voice low and rough. “Such a good girl.”

Lena’s fingers slip under the waistband of her shorts to drag them down along with her panties, her breath hitching as she touches her bare skin. She moans, a soft, breathy sound that goes straight to my cock.

I watch, utterly transfixed, as she reveals her tight, pink cunt. Her fingers tease her clit, circling it slowly.

Her hips buck off the bed, and she throws her head back, losing herself in the sensation. “Talon,” she moans.

My name falling from her lips is my undoing. I step forward, gripping her hips and pulling her to the edge of the bed. And then I kneel down so my head is between her thighs.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmur, my breath ghosting over her sensitive skin. “I’ve imagined tasting you so many times.”

Lena whimpers, her hips bucking involuntarily as I blow warm air over her swollen clit. “Please, Talon,” she begs.

I chuckle darkly, relishing her desperation. “I’ve fantasized about this moment countless times. Wondering what you’d look like, spread out beneath me, begging.” I run my tongue along her slit, relishing the sweet taste of her arousal.

Lena moans, her hands tangling in my hair as she tries to pull me closer. I growl in response, my hands gripping her thighs tightly.

“Not so fast,” I warn, my voice husky. “I plan to savor every inch of you.”

I lick her slowly, teasingly, from her entrance to her clit, delighting in the way her body trembles beneath my tongue. Ihum in appreciation, the vibration sending her bucking against me.

“Oh God, Talon,” she cries, her hips arching off the bed. “Please, more.”

I chuckle, my breath hot against her sensitive skin. “You have no idea how good you taste, Lena. Like the sweetest candy.” I lick her again, my tongue teasing her clit. “I could feast on you all day.”

Lena whimpers, her fingers tightening in my hair. “Please, I need?—”

I suck her clit into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, and her hips buck wildly. “Yes, just like that,” she moans.

I suck harder, my tongue working relentlessly as I drive her closer to the edge. Her breath comes in sharp gasps, her body tensing as she teeters closer and closer to the precipice.

“Come for me, Lena,” I command, my mouth never leaving her core. “Let me taste you.”

Lena cries out, her body arching off the bed as her orgasm washes over her. I moan in response, the vibrations of my voice sending her even higher. Her juices coat my tongue, and I groan in satisfaction, utterly addicted to the taste of her.

I continue to lick her slowly, drawing out her pleasure, until her body finally relaxes, spent. I kiss her inner thighs gently, my hands caressing her soft skin.

Lena lies there, breathless and dazed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “Oh my God, Talon,” she whispers.

I smirk up at her, my lips glistening with her arousal. “Your brother’s good with his tongue, huh?”

Lena whimpers, her cheeks flushed with a mix of shame and desire. “Yes,” she whispers, her voice thick with need. “You’re so good at that.”

I chuckle, my thumb brushing her swollen lower lip. “You haven’t seen anything yet, princess.” I climb up her body andkiss her quickly, allowing her to taste herself on my tongue. And then, I pull away. “Sweet dreams.”

I slip out of Lena’s room, my body still humming with satisfaction. I should feel guilt, remorse, or, at the very least, a sense of shame for what transpired. But all I feel is a deep, primal satisfaction. She’s mine now, marked by my touch, my tongue.

Returning to my room, I know she’ll have conflicting emotions. She’ll regret what we did, especially since it’s so taboo. She’ll question her morals, values, and desire for me. But I won’t let her push me away, not ever.

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