Page 49 of Forbidden Knots

As my eyes began to close, he let me go. I gasped for air, my eyes wide open. He tossed the rope across the bed and lifted my body into his arms, holding me close, whispering against my ear, "You wanted Shadow, Storm. Now let me make you love my darkness too."

TWENTY SEVEN

Shadow

When I saw her gasping for air, I wanted to die with her. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't. Losing her would dig a grave for me, and I was not ready for that. The red mark on her neck made my blood run cold, and all I could do now, from a place of regret, was to place my lips on her neck and kiss her until the red mark disappeared. I wanted to tell her how sorry I was, but my ego wouldn't let me. I couldn't let her know that the Shadow was weak for her. But I could show how much I needed her.

Her eyes were hungry for me, and her whole body was telling me she wanted this, wanted to be punished. I placed my lips on hers, thrusting my tongue inside her mouth, going deep, dancing around as she climbed on top of me, her legs wrapped around my hips. Her wetness left a trail on my pants.

A chuckle escaped me as she rubbed herself against me, and it turned me on to see how much she wanted Shadow just as I wanted my Storm. My hands moved to her shirt, tearing it apart, and leaving her bare breasts exposed to me. I tilted my headand buried my face in her breasts, kissing and gliding my tongue across her nipples.

My hand slid down to her lower lips, while my other hand gripped her lower back, pulling her close. I traced slow, tantalizing circles around her clit before slipping my fingers inside her. She was wet, dripping down my fingers as she moved her hips in a seductive dance.

"Do you like this?" I whispered against her ear, my fingers curving like a hook inside her, drawing her closer.

"Yes," she moaned, arching her back, her body a perfect arch of desire.

"Good," I murmured, quickening the pace, my fingers moving faster, circling inside her while keeping her locked against me.

She spelled a 'C' with her hips, her movements rhythmic and precise, even as she lay back on the bed, her hips still pressed against me. With deliberate slowness, I pulled my fingers out, lifted myself off her, and stripped off my pants. She didn’t hesitate; she lay back, raising her legs and spreading them, holding her thighs wide.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked, my eyes locking with hers, an intense gaze that spoke volumes.

I moved closer, teasing her with just the tip of myself, dipping slightly inside her. She closed her eyes, already moaning, her body responding to the anticipation, the promise of what was to come.

"Say it," I commanded, thrusting deeper inside her.

"Say it," I whispered again, gripping her hips as I moved in and out, my pace growing more urgent. I leaned over her, my tongue tracing the side of her neck as her fingers tangled in my hair, sending shivers down my spine.

Her lips brushed my ear, her voice a gentle whisper, "I want you to fuck the life out of me, Tristan."

A smile spread across my lips as I increased my pace, devouring her with every thrust. Her nails dug into the skin of my back, making me moan against her neck. Our lips met again, my tongue exploring the contours of her mouth as I plunged deeper.

"Thalia?" I whispered.

"Y-es," she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure.

"Get on top of me," I commanded, lowering her legs to the bed and lifting her onto me, our hips locking as I flipped us around, drawing her on top.

I placed my palms on her hips, pinning her against me.

"I want you to spell my name with your hips while you ride me."

Teasing me, she moved her hips, spelling out 'S' on me, her inner flesh tightening with every movement. Then an 'H', her eyes locked on mine, her palms hitting my chest as she wrote an 'A'. Biting her lip, she drew a 'D', her head tilting back as she rounded an 'O'. With the 'W', she shouted my name, her thighs squeezing next to me.

My hands slid to her cheeks, spreading them as I pinned her against me, thrusting inside her until she began to shake, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.

I reached for the locks of her blonde hair, tilting her head back to the ceiling as I continued my relentless pace, her hips lifted in the air.

"I will ruin you, Storm, so no other man will be enough after me," I said, pinning her against me, lifting my upper body as I thrust deeper inside her.

"There was no other man before you, nor will there be any other one after you," she whispered, her face falling onto my neck, exhausted.

I wrapped my fingers around her hair, bringing her face close to mine, and locked our lips. She moved her legs against me, moving up and down, dancing with her hips above me.

"Good girl," I hummed against her lips, gliding my thumb down to her clit.

My lips moved from her mouth to her neck, down to her breasts, my teeth nibbling her nipples while my tongue moved in sync with my thumb.

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