Page 46 of Summer's Seduction

He shifted on his feet as I turned to face him. “The huntresses didn’t want my help, and I thought you deserved a good night’s rest after everything.”

My chest heaved with the thoughtfulness behind this, my heart feeling like it might burst as I walked toward my dark prince.

“Sleeping is the last thing we’ll be doing tonight.”

MORPHEUS

Larkspur wrapped her arms around my neck, her breasts pressing against my chest as her lips claimed mine.Fuck, did she taste divine, like a slice of ambrosia gifted to my forsaken soul. I didn’t deserve her. Didn’t even come fucking close, but I was too selfish to give her up.

I gripped the meat of her ass, squeezing until a small gasp escaped her. “Tell me if you want me to stop,” I breathed, feeling my control slipping.

“Don’t stop,” she urged between kisses, her fangs nipping my bottom lip to draw a few drops of blood. She sucked them into her mouth, tongue running along the newly healed scar. I groaned as Larkspur pulled back, looking up at me with her big green eyes.

“What is it?”

“A little bit of pain makes me feel alive,” she confessed, cheeks flaring. “I want you to show me how badly you need me, Morpheus. I want my body to be sore and aching, your touch imprinted on my soul.”

My nostrils flared as my cock twitched, scenting just how badly she meant what she said. She leaned in, dragging her tongue over the plains of my chest as she worked her way down.My wings snapped free when she sank to her knees, her hand wrapping around the base of my cock poised on the edge of her lips.

“I want to be so full of your come that the scent will never fade.”

Her tongue lashed out, licking the bead of come from my slit. She looked up at me through thick lashes, toying with me the way I’d done to her in the stream, and fuck if she didn’t make me tremble with need.

“Use me, my dark prince. Show me what it means to be wanted.”

Her lips closed around my cock, taking me deep. I groaned, knotting my fingers in her hair as she moved, her hand working the rest of me that couldn’t fit in the warmth of her mouth. Sounds of spit and panted breaths in between her sucking my cock filled the air, her fingers nearly touching as they pumped, keeping time with her mouth.

And then she looked up at me.

Her lips were swollen with saliva along the edges, my cock filling her mouth as she bobbed up and down, watching the way my breathing hitched as she swallowed me whole. My grip in her hair tightened, holding her there, pressing myself deeper.

She moaned, the vibrations of that needy sound snapping the last shred of control I had. Her hands fell away as I thrust into her. My little monster braced on her knees as I fucked her face, slamming my cock into the back of her throat as she gagged.

Fuck, did the little whimpers coming from her make me want to press her nose to my stomach as my cock pumped down her throat. With an effort, I managed to pull back, a wet popping sound filling the air between us as we both fought for breath.

Tears stained her cheeks as she looked up at me, her nose pink and slightly running, and her beautiful fucking lips were bruised from sucking my cock so well. I dragged my thumb overher bottom lip, my balls aching at knowing I was the one she knelt for.

“You want to know what it means to be used?” I asked, dragging the head of my cock across her lips, painting their swollen edges with pre-come.

She nodded, tongue lashing out to lick her lips clean. Her nipples were hard, breasts heaving with each panted breath.

“If I told you to suck my cock until you choked on my come, you would do it, wouldn’t you, little monster?”

“Yes,” she breathed, reaching for me again. I pulled back, tilting her chin up.

“I won’t be coming in your mouth tonight, Larkspur.” Her thighs clenched as her name rolled off my tongue. “Show me where you need me the most.”

She bit her lip, looking as if she might argue. I let the hint of my fangs show as I brushed the back of my knuckles along the slope of her neck, lingering over the wild beat of her pulse.

“Touch yourself as if it were me.”

Her cheeks flared, but her fingers drifted down, slipping between her thighs. “Here.”

I tsked, stroking my cock as I watched her. “You can do better than that.”

Her blush deepened as I held her gaze, the embarrassment quickly replaced by a stubborn glint swirling in her eyes.There she was.My fighter. Larkspur rose to every challenge life threw at her, proving time and again that she wasn’t someone to be underestimated.

Now was no different. She shifted, reclining against the makeshift bed and blankets I’d laid out for us as she held my gaze. Warmth cocooned us, emanating from the fire still burning strong, dispelling any need she may have had to hide beneath the cover. The light of the flames danced over her body, accentuating the curves and dips of her stomach, the swell of herbreasts, and the crown of umber curls fanning out around her as she looked up at me.And then her knees parted.

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