Page 62 of Peacock Me Like a Hurricane

All thoughts leave my mind as his mouth closes over me. His lips, fangs, and tongue move over the aching wetness with a ferocity that rips a primal scream from my lips. His fingers slide into me, curling for the spot that he knows by heart, and I fight for control. I want to come with him inside of me. His dark chuckle vibrates over my skin as the primal, the deities, and our personalities clash in a battle for dominance.

The beast roars at the hawk, and the demon snarls in return. A bolt of power runs over our bodies, making my skin hum with pleasure. The triad of power within me yields, and my body melts in compliance with the demands of the Universe.

Taurus grins up at me, the ghosts of his demon and Horus shining from his eyes as they claim victory. His head lowers and the torture begins once more, driving my climax to a peak I’ve never known. I claw at his shoulders, my body on fire and he lets out a vibrating snarl. Sinking his fangs into my pulsing femoral artery, he begins to drink. From stem to stern, I shudder and shake with the impact of the bite, power trickling out of my pores. It blankets the air with tension like an electrical storm.Sparks fly from our bodies as he crawls upwards, the demon and the God intent.

My inner monsters make a detente as we watch him. The words echo in my mind as they growl ~Our turn.~

Catching his shoulders with my feet, I push hard, and he tumbles backwards with the force. That gives me a chance to spring forward and slither over his body. I bite and lick my way up his legs as we give him an evil grin. Watching the demon push to the forefront, I rake my claws down his torso, marking him with the blood and sting.

This is why he’s a perfect mate for my magic and my beast.

He lets out a snarl, and his hands clamp on my hips. Lifting and slamming me onto his cock hard enough to jar my teeth, he holds me in place with an iron grip. We both release ear-splitting howls, our backs arching as magick zings through us when we join. As if choreographed by the stars, we move as one.

The buildup has been immense and my body feels like it’s on the edge of explosion. Every touch sparkles through me like it’s going to be the one that sends me into oblivion. The fire in my veins is threatening to consume me. It’s almost too much and I wonder how much more we can take as it keeps climbing.

Suddenly, a door inside of me flings open and it’sallthere. The Universe flows into me like a river to the sea and I know that my magick has been unlocked. The God and Goddess inside of us embrace our inner primal sides, their edges blurring in my consciousness as we all become one. The orgasm smashes into me like a tidal wave and I grip his cock inside of me like I’m trying to strangle him. His roar echoes off the trees and he yanks my head down.

I’m so full of him, the goddess, the beast, and magic that I have no idea how I’m going to survive.

Our eyes lock and it all bubbles out, the air crackling with the release of all the power rushing from us and through us. Ihear the hawk again, followed by a screeching cat-like yowl that seems to come from our mouths unbidden.

Fangs glisten and we strike simultaneously, burying our sharpened incisors into each other’s neck. Tearing in roughly as electricity arcs between us, feeding makes our limbs shake and shiver with intensity. The energy zings back and forth across our connection at light speed. We drink hungrily, sucking in great gulps with hitching snarls, murmuring back and forth mentally as we feed.

The deities finally wrench free of the vessels of our bodies, leaving only traces of the magick they’d imbued us with. As our bodies slow to a stop, we’re still drinking. I’m so hungry for him, and I feel his own hunger thrumming through our connection. Our pulses are dragging, and our heartbeats echo in my head.

~Time to stop, baby. ~His voice rings in my head and I realize my limbs feel like water.

~We always do this. ~I chuckle inwardly, licking the wound over his jugular so it’ll heal.

He finally pries his lips from my neck, chuckling.~Junkies. ~

I’m unable to move as we melt into each other. My tail flicks up along his side, stroking gently as he loves for me to do. Suddenly, it hits something solid and my senses go on alert. Despite my current inability to do anything, I prepare for danger.

~What the buggering hell is that? ~he asks incredulously.

~No clue, baby. ~Tail swishing, I crack an eye open a slit to look downward. When I catch the flash of gold, my eyes pop open.~Holy fuck. ~

~What?!~He snarls in frustration, his energy drained by the deepness of our feeding. We went down to the last drop as usual, so I feel him struggling against the lassitude.

~You’re going to kill me, ~I whisper softly.

He sends the sensation of a menacing look, speaking in a clipped tone.~What. Do. You. See? ~

Knowing he’ll slip into my head and use my eyes soon, I reply in a ridiculously small voice.~Remember when you said you’d better not grow a tail, or I was in big trouble? ~

I feel that gob smacked expression that he gets occasionally.~Not funny, Sandwich. Quit messing with my head. ~

~Do I sound like I’m kidding? ~I reply seriously. Reaching over with my tail, I wrap it around the sleek length lying along his side. I stroke the exposed part and when it hits the bottle brush tip, I send him a grin.~You’re a lion, baby—my Rex. Kind of appropriate, I think. ~

He snorts loudly as he slips into my mind to look through my eyes at the soft furry appendage.~You’re right. I’m going to kill you when I can move. ~

Laughing softly, I tug on his new acquisition with mine.~You’ll get used to it. I’m sure it slides in and out. ~

~Bloody hell, woman… the trouble you get me into. ~

~Stop your whining and settle down. I have to be rested enough to stand when everyone’s done. That’s not happening unless you let me rest. ~

He chuckles and sends a soothing sensation down my spine.~Rest, baby. We’ll argue later. ~

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