Page 3 of My Soul Is His

“Look at me. Only I exist right now.”

My gaze focuses on him. Sebastian’s brown hair falls across his forehead, and he wets his lips before dragging his tongue down my torso.

Snatching me up, he carries me further into the tunnel, but the faint echoes follow. When he lays me down on the moss, the damp earth chills my skin, a stark contrast to the warmth of his touch.

Sebastian lowers between my legs and nips along my inner thighs before exploring me with his mouth. Each lick makes me tremble as lust fills my body and need courses through my veins. His fingers enter and fuck me as I thrust my hips against him.

“Come for me. Get ready for my cock,” he rasps.

I’m out of reach mentally, and as he sucks on my clit, my thoughts cloud with memories. My mind works against me. The demons fill each crevice with every worry I’ve ever had. Not again. I can’t do this right now.

“Marla, focus on my tongue. Out of your head—they can’t have you now. Just enjoy the way your body responds to me.”

Struggling to drown out the demonic whispers, I concentrate on the physical sensations coursing through me. Sebastian’s touch lights a fire within me, but as I gaze at him, I know I can’t be what he needs. The folds of my brain won’t let me relish this moment. Everything jumbles as I try to focus. It becomes a blur of fog.

My gaze lingers on the vibrant colours and bold lines of the tattoos adorning his skin, my favourite pieces of art. His brown gaze locks with mine as he thrusts his fingers into me. I cry out, pretending the orgasm is racking me.

“Now who’s lying?” He arches his eyebrow at me, lowering his jeans and ripping off his band tee as he moves to lie on his back. He strokes his hard cock.

My gaze runs over the barbells along his shaft.

Carefully, I position myself over his body before I lower onto his throbbing dick, savouring the sensation. I attempt to tease him, but he is determined and denies me the opportunity to play.

His grip is firm around my neck as he guides me onto him, and this time my body surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure.

“That’s my girl. I knew you could do it,” he whispers.

Sebastian brings his knees up and bounces me on his shaft as he cups my tits in his hands. I let him use me before collapsing forward. My body trembles, and I grip his face tight, needing to anchor myself.

Lust courses under my skin. He’s everything to me. My lips find his and tenderly kiss him, using this moment to block out the battles filtering through our area.

“I’ve got you,” he growls into my ear. Sebastian pulls me off him and lowers me to the ground. The heat of his chest covers my back, and he penetrates me again. “Feel that? I’ll always be here to take away all your pain. Forever.”

His words soothe my soul like a salve on a deep cut. I can breathe with Sebastian’s hands gliding across my skin, with him behind me.

Lust rolls through me so raw I’m already on the edge. I slip my hand under our bodies and rub my clit as he thrusts into me. Nothing exists at this moment except the two of us and his intense growls against my neck.

“Don’t stop,” I whisper.

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Sebastian

As if I would ever stop giving her the pleasure she needs.

I straddle her legs and slide into her from behind. Tight wetness grips me in the vise I’ve been given for all of eternity.

There is nowhere else I’d rather be. My dreams came true the day I ate the bullet. Her soft sounds centre me at this moment.

I entangle my fingers in her jet-black hair and tilt her head back to meet my gaze.

Her eyes fill with a mix of lust and longing, and I respond by slipping my hand beneath her, twisting her nipple to intensify the pleasure coursing through us.

“Come for me,” I growl.

Her muscles tense, and she milks my cock until a strangled cry erupts from her throat. My fingers raise to her neck, and I thrust into her.

The tremors of her ecstasy squeeze me tight, my skin tingling with the heat of her body. Scrambling into a kneeling position and grabbing her hips, I slam into her once more and fill her with my release.

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