Page 144 of Court of Evil

I glance from her eyes to her lips, and I can’t resist. I kiss her, tasting my tears and her love, and when I pull back, her eyes are closed. “Thank you for coming that day, for saving me then and every day since. I think he knew on a deeper level I would need you. I like to think he knew what you would become to me.”

“What’s that?” Her words are soft as her stunning eyes open and lock me in place.

“My everything,” I respond before I crush my lips to hers again. I need her more in this moment than I’ve ever needed anything. I was alone for so long, looking after my little brother,and it took its toll. I wouldn’t trade those years for anything, but having her here, looking after me and loving me, is my undoing.

I love Tate, and I want to show her that. My cheeks heat when I think about the bag I have stashed in here, hoping she would use it on me.

Our kiss breaks as I turn and straddle her thigh. She leans her head back against the white tub, her heavy-lidded eyes watching me. The water laps at the tops of her incredible breasts, and her beautiful, scarred skin is on display as she watches me. I wiggle on her hard thigh, biting my lip.

“What is it?” she murmurs, running her eyes down my exposed body, and that hungry look I adore enters her eyes. I’m a being of lust, so I’m used to being wanted, but from her, it’s different. I can taste how much she wants me, but under that desire is a strong emotion I have never felt before—love.

I can feel her love.

“I bought us some things the other day. Will you use them on me?” I blurt out, feeling shy for once in my life.

“Things, huh? The sex shop Ronan mentioned?” My cheeks burn hot, and I slap my hands to my face to cool them down. Laughing, she leans up and captures my wrists, tugging them away as her dark eyes meet mine. “Show me what you want me to do to you, babe.”

Slipping from the bath, I hurry to pull the bag from the drawer and pick out the thing I wanted her to use on me the most. We have a long time to play with everything else, but I want Tate to fuck me. I want to be completely hers. Turning back, I step over to the bath hesitantly, and she offers me her hand as I step in and sink to my knees and offer her what I bought.

Her eyebrows rise as she takes it, but the heat in her gaze only grows as she takes in the strap-on. It’s the colour of skinand pretty big, but the tilt of her lips lets me know she likes it too.

“I want you inside me,” I admit. “Zeev spelled it so it will feel like you. I don’t know what he did, but he said it will become an extension of you.”

“Really?” That piques her interest, and she takes it from me as I sit back on my heels in the warm water and wait. “Well then, we better try it out, hadn’t we?”

Sliding the strap around her body, she deftly fastens it, and the length protrudes from her obscenely. A shudder goes through me and my thighs clench as I stare at her. I drag my tongue along my lips as I wait for her to move. I can sense her desire, which adds to my own, until I feel my own cream covering my thighs in anticipation.

Sliding through the water, she kneels before me, brushing her hands up my bent thighs, across my stomach, and then my nipples until I gasp. I sway into her touch as her fingers glide across my throat to my chin, and then she pulls me closer. I fall forward, the water splashing around me, but she catches me. Her lips press to mine. “I love that look you get in your eyes,” she murmurs against my skin as her hand slides down my side and teases my thigh before pulling them apart. “That look right there—a wild sort of desperation. It’s addictive. I can’t wait to see it while I fuck you.”

“Tate—” My words cut off as her hand cups my pussy, gripping it tightly, and I rock into it, biting my lip, but she frees my teeth and kisses me. I rock into her palm, needing more, and then her fingers stroke through my folds. She rubs my clit until I moan and then slips inside me, stretching me out. She fucks me with her fingers before pulling away, and I whine as she sits back.

“You’re dripping for me, babe. You want this a lot, don’t you?” she taunts as she gets to her feet. My head drops back so Ican meet her gaze, and her fingers tangle in the wet ends of my pink hair as she smirks. “Look at you. Fucking hell, I was going to go slow and show you I love you, but not now.”

Her hand drops to the length attached to her, and her eyes widen. “That’s so fucking weird. He’s right. I can feel it. When I stroke it, it’s like stroking my own pussy. Remind me to thank him later. I wonder how it will feel when I bury it inside your tight, needy cunt.”

My cunt throbs as I beg wordlessly, my eyes big and needy.

“Please.” It slips free, and I feel her desire triple at my soft plea.

“Then get me nice and wet,” she orders as she stands before me with her hand on the strap-on, offering it to my mouth. “Make me drip so I can get inside your tight cunt and make you scream.”

I wrap my lips around the length, and she slides deeper into my mouth before pulling out with a grunt. “Fuck, it feels like your tongue is on my cunt,” she growls.

That gives me an idea. Shuffling closer, I grip the base of it and drag my tongue down the full length before going back to the tip. Her moan fills the air, and that only urges me on as I lick it. Her hips rock before she pulls back, her face flushed.

“Enough or I’ll come,” she says as she drops to her knees and backs me up so I sprawl in the seat of the tub. My hands fist in the water as she crawls up my body, one hand gripping and lifting my thigh until I wrap it around her hip. I feel the strap-on press to my entrance, teasing me, and I rock my hips without thinking as her lips meet mine again. I tangle my tongue with hers as I fist her short locks and drag her close, begging without words.

Her other hand slides down my body, rubbing my clit until I whimper in her mouth and try to slide myself onto her. Smirkinginto our kiss, she slides her hand up and pinches my nipple, and I fall back with a cry.

I’m so needy it hurts. My channel feels so empty. I need her to fuck me or I might just?—

My thoughts scatter as she thrusts inside me, burying that length deep as she stretches me. It hurts for a moment, but it soon turns into a hum of pleasure as my eyes open to see her own unfocused gaze, her lip trapped between her teeth.

“Fuck, fuck.” She pants as her eyes meet mine. “I don’t know how to explain it, but I can feel your tight cunt around me, even while it feels like I’m being fucked, like this is inside me as well.” She slowly pulls out and thrusts back in, and her groan matches my own.

Our eyes meet, and she laughs before I dive at her, silencing her with my lips as she moves. Pleasure rolls through us, but I don’t know what is mine and what is hers. I feed without thinking, but my entire focus is on her and the huge length impaling me. It feels soft and real, like it’s truly her inside me, and I love it. I lift my hips to meet hers as she speeds up. Her lips slide away from my mouth and down my throat, where she bites, and I cry out, clenching around her. She slides lower until her mouth wraps around my nipple, and she sucks. Pleasure zips to my throbbing clit, and I grip her hips, urging her on. The water splashes around us with our movements, but neither of us cares as she fucks me.

“Tate,” I beg, and her hips ram into mine, the force of it making me cry out. It feels so good, and it’s clear it does for her as well. I can taste her pleasure growing with each thrust, and she pants against my skin as she slides up until our sweaty foreheads press together. Our hands grip each other as we find a quick, deep rhythm that has us both crying out.

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