Page 61 of Fated In Forever
Something was happening to me, that fire was consuming me like a storm, eating away logic and reasonand leaving me bare—a writhing pile of need. I clenched around his finger, and he plunged in deeper, fucking me as I mewled for more, begged him for things he couldn’t give me. I didn’t know what changed, but I felt like I was transforming from the inside out, and this inferno could only be quelled by…
Malachi disappeared, then his head was between my legs and his tongue plunged into my core so deep I screamed, hands clawing at the sheets as he devoured me like a starving male having his last meal. I swore he licked up into my womb, possessing the deepest part of me.
This is what I wanted.
You taste like a warm wind blowing off the desert, heated by the sun and sweet as honey.That clever tongue swiped up through my folds and flicked across my clit as one big hand pinned me down flat to the bed, tight enough I couldn’t move. He groaned against me as he drove his tongue in again, wilder this time, like his control was fraying.
So fucking sweet, the deeper I go. I swear, I could eat your pussy all day and all night and never get enough.His thumb found my clit and started to rub, need coiling low in my belly, my body tensing as pressure built and built, unable to move, to do anything but take what he was giving me.
Not enough. I’m almost there…but not enough. Please.
I didn’t even know what I was begging for, but Malachi did. Hands sliding under my ass, lifting my hips off the mattress as something slipped beneath me. Something hard and demanding circled my tight back entrance, then slowly began to press against that tender hole.
You’re so fucking tight. I need to stretch you out, Vicious, before we play like this. But trust me, we will play.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God.” I writhed, mindless, as he mercilessly invaded my body with his tongue and his tail, tension ratcheting down so tight I couldn’t breathe, couldn’tthink, could only tremble as something powerful built to a crescendo.
Look at you, taking me so well.Pride flushed through me asMalachi drove his tongue in harder, deeper, the tip of his tail teasing and prodding, until I thought I might burst apart from the anticipation of having him inside.Every piece of you belongs to me. You are mine, Vicious. My queen, my love, my mate.
I plummeted, a brutal free fall that never stopped, until I finally shattered into a million brilliant pieces, a shattering of mind and soul and body that lasted forever. Darkness slowly filtered back in. Warmth, a hard, muscled body gathering me close.
Ragged, desperate breathing.
I was lighter than air, the only thing holding me down was Malachi’s arms and his thudding heart, beating against my cheek.
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MALACHI
“What about you?” Vicious blinked up at me, blue eyes hazed from her release, cheeks flushed the most beautiful shade of pink as I cupped a hand around her firm ass and held her tight.
This is perfect. I have everything I need right here. Go back to sleep, little slayer.
She had no idea what she did to me, how much pleasuring her meant to me. I wanted to capture her every sigh, every breathy moan, every single blissful second of our lovemaking and bottle it up for later. Despite what she might think, I didn’t care about anything but pleasing her.
“I’m not leaving you unsatisfied.” Her hand slid down my chest, my abdomen, fingers dancing lightly over every divot and bulge until she traced the hard line of my hip. “I’ve been thinking about how good you tasted. And how much I want to taste you again.”
My cock jumped, even when I told the eager bastard tostand the fuck down, and she grinned, then slid down on the bed, her lips following the path of her fingers, soft and wet and so perfectly plump.
Vicious, stop, we can just go to sleep, you don’t have to…
Fuck.My body arced up off the bed when those lips closed over the head of my cock, her mouth sucking andsucking, tongue teasing over every thumping vein as she took more and more of me inside.
I’d replayed what we’d done in Brendan’s office so many times I could recount every second in perfect detail, but this…this was sublime. Pleasure made my muscles tense and jolt, the bottom of my spine tingling, my balls tightening as I fought to make this last.
Vicious hummed as she worked me, glancing up at my face to gauge my reaction, my claws shredding the sheets, hips thrusting as if I had no control over my body.
Because I didn’t.
Evangeline was my master, and I answered to her, only to her, commanding me with every flick of her tongue, every brush of her hands across my overly sensitive body. I was on fire, burning for her next touch, the next teasing caress.
Vicious, stop. You have to stop or I’m going to fucking…
You belong to me, Malachi. I claim you, heart and soul and body.
Those words opened something up inside of me, some dark, closed off place that had been locked down tight.
My eyes rolled back in my head as I came apart for her, a sweating, straining animal beneath her touch, completely and utterly lost as I spilled everything I had, talons buried so deep inside the ruined bedding I thought I was floating as she swallowed me down, taking everything drop, her fingers digging bloodied crescents into my thighs.
