Page 116 of Beast and Remedy
Beau’s mouth iseverywhere. His tongue keeps a steady rhythm that is too good. Too perfect, and my muscles ache, my orgasm teetering near the edge.
My moans grow louder, and I wish I could hold him or return the favor. But he adds a finger, and I mewl, giving up control to come apart.
And yet, Beau subtly punishes me, holding my hips in place, keeping me captive from letting my body move of its own volition. I groan, and he hums in satisfaction, the delicate vibration making my pussythrob.
“Beau,” I pant, wanting to let him know I’m close. Wanting him to know I need to come.
Just a few more licks and teases away—
But Beau removes his mouth and hand, forcing me to cry out in agony.
He rolls me over, fresh air hitting my face and a mischievous grin blooming across his features. “Told you.” He plants a kiss on my cheek before reaching up to untie my wrists.
“Youtease.” I smirk as I loop my hands around his neck.
“You love it.”
I draw him in, capturing his lips as he climbs on top of me.
I arch into him, digging my nails into his back, seeking more friction as he nibbles at the tender skin along my collarbone.
My mouth parts, eagerly waiting for him to insert a finger. But I gasp when he sinks his cock into me, fully submerging himself.
We groan in harmony.
“Seven heartrending years I’ve suffered, felt my very heart and soul wither without you.” Beau presses our foreheads together, panting. “I’ve been deprived of you and the utter perfection of being with you and only you for so long.”
He rubs my bundle of nerves, my insides clenching and my pulse hammering.
“I fucking love you,” Beau breathes. “You hear me?”
I do. Oh Deities, how I do.
He rams into me, sweat beading along his temple and never once breaking eye contact. “Iloveyou, Vi. And I fucking need you, every day for the rest of my life.”
My soul sings, my heart thrumming from his words.
I meet his every achingly rapturous thrust, our moans filling the room.
I ignore the future looming over me and choose to live in this moment. Withhim.
Taking his face in my hands, I rub my thumb along his jaw. “Then, have me. Every day.”
He kisses me, grinding deeper and applying more pressure to my clit. We devour one another, our fierce reunion blissful until Beau pulls back.
Golden eyes lock on mine, his breaths uneven. “I want to watch you unravel.”
I hold him—clingto him, wanting the same.
He drives into me, his hardness electrifying and my climaxsoclose.
I buck my hips, writhing frantically, tremors taking over from how hard I’m trying to keep him near.
His heartrending gaze never leaves mine, touching and feeding my soul as my release crosses the threshold, a long moan escaping.
Beau thrusts one final time, grunting as his climax leaves him shuddering, almost fumbling to remain upright and still inside of me.
Our breaths mingle, calming as he braces onto his elbows and languidly trails kisses along my neck.
