Page 61 of Thanatos' Craving

She swallowed, and I watched as her throat moved. I leaned in, taking my tongue and licking up her neck. Her tiny hands fisted my robes, and I had to bite back a groan at how much it fucking wrecked me that she needed me–wanted me to fucking touch her.

Juniper needed me as much as I needed her in this moment.

My lips brushed against the sensitive curve of her neck while she gently glided her cunt along my throbbing shaft. A soft, lingering moan escaped her lips and let go with a passionate exhale.

I chuckled into her neck and nipped at it with my lips. “Oh, is someone sensitive here?”

My hand traveled to the front of her body, running over her puffy pelvic area.

She whimpered. “Please.”

I chuckled. “Please what?” I nipped at her earlobe.

“Please touch me.”

My mate was wound up tight. I didn’t think she’d touched herself since she arrived in my domain, and I didn’t think she would’ve wanted to in a place like Fuzzy Bunnies. Who knew what sort of cameras were present there? What sort of vile things they could have recorded?

“You need this, don’t you?” I hovered over the elastic of her shorts. These cursed pajama shorts that have teased me for many nights.

“Mhmm,” she agreed.

“I do too,” I growled and rolled my hips so her pussy rubbed in the exact place she needed it.

And fuck, it was sublime.

My lips found their way to the curve of her neck, where I gently tasted her soft, porcelain skin. It radiated a luminous glow, as tiny particles shimmered and swirled like a celestial ballet on her exposed shoulder. The faint brush of my teeth against her tender neck sent a shiver of pleasure through both of us.

She cried out while she moved her hips, and I sucked to tenderize her neck. My cock begged for more to sink into her cunt. Not now, not where we were. Tonight was just a taste of what was yet to come.

This was just my appetizer.

My cock pulsed, feeling her heat between the layers of fabric. Juniper slung her head back, and I forced another kiss upon her lips. While she continued to rub against my aching cock, cryingout and panting, she returned the kiss until her release was fulfilled.

I wasn’t done, not nearly. I wanted her to come again to make sure I satisfied her. Now in my greediness, I needed more. Juniper squealed when I flipped her over on her back. My wings hung over us, and my shadows ripped the back of the couch until my wings had enough room to be comfortable.

“Gods, what’s happening?” she squealed.

The couch now ripped to pieces, my wings hovering over us, I stared down at this beautiful female. My female, my mate, my soul. She was mine in every way, and I was holding onto a thread not to soul bond us right now.

Patience.

I adjusted my hips to meet her core and grabbed a fist full of her hair to turn it to the side.

“Thanatos,” she panted breathlessly, her head lolling back and forth.

I hummed, appreciating her whines of my name.

Each of her breaths came with a heavy heave, her breasts there for the taking. I let my index finger grow its black claw and ripped the one strap from her body, exposing one of her breasts.

My treasure made the most delicious sound of a squeal and a moan.

“You did this to me.” I growled, taking the wholesome globe in my hand. “You started this. Toying with me.” I leaned forward and put her nipple into my mouth.

She teased me. Until I no longer had control.

My mate arched her back and wrapped her hand around my head to bring me closer. She hummed while I plucked her breasts with my lips. My other hand became too impatient, and I ripped the other side of her top, exposing the other to the air. I could feel her nipple hardening as I massaged that breast until I had my fill with the first.

She tasted just like my version of the sun. One not so blinding, but one that was made just for me. I need her—all of her.