Page 135 of Blood & Lace
He looked like the angel of death, and I’d willingly hand myself over to him.
"That felt better than I could have ever imagined. All those times where I imagined a target was him. None of it compared." A smile slowly took over his face.
"I love you, Onyx."
He blinked up at me, some of the coldness in his gaze ebbing back. "Love you, too." He grabbed hold of the collar and yanked me down closer to his face. His lips hovered over my own. “Get on your knees, right now.”
I dropped down without question. Blood soaked into my pants. It was warm at first but quick to cool and cling to my flesh.
He hiked up his dress and pulled the black lacy thong to the side as he bent over and exposed himself to me. My cock wasalready hard and leaking just from the sight of him killing, but now I was ready to explode.
“Bella, you drive me insane.”
He widened his stance a bit more, balancing on the six-inch heels like a pro. “Just get me wet enough to take you.” Onyx’s words sounded as desperate as I felt.
If this was a dream, I never wanted to wake up. I grabbed Onyx by the waist and dove in like a man on a mission. I flattened my tongue over his hole and dragged a moan from him. He tasted so good. I speared my tongue and pushed past the first ring of muscle, loving the way his body tried to suck me in deeper. A groan rumbled up my chest as I tongue fucked his hole, not giving a damn about the drool coating my chin.
“More, Lucero.” His fingernails scraped along my scalp, sending sparks of need through my body.
My hips lifted as I thrusted up in the air. I was so hard, and all I wanted to do was eat Onyx out until he was crying my name.
I nipped at his hole before soothing it with my tongue.
“Fuck.” Onyx tugged at my hair just as I shoved my tongue back inside of him.
“Please, bella, a little more.”
Onyx was breathing just as heavy as I was and it had nothing to do with how labor intensive killing his father was. It had everything to do with how good we were both feeling.
“Later, Lucero, I will let you eat my ass until you can’t breathe, but right now, I need your huge cock inside of me hitting places only you can hit.”
“That’s a promise,” I said as I scrambled up. Blood coated my hands as I slipped a little. It didn’t matter as I freed my cock and spat on it before lining it up with Onyx’s hole.
As I plunged forward, Onyx pushed back. His wet, tight heat had my cock in a vice grip that threatened to never let me go. I saw stars in my vision as pleasure robbed me of all my senses.
We set a punishing pace, one that spoke both of our needs. Our bodies were in perfect sync as we fucked hard. The clapping sounds of our flesh colliding was thunderous in the small room. Onyx grabbed onto my clothes, leaving bloody hand prints wherever he touched.
I was fast approaching my breaking point, and I wasn't the only one. Onyx’s hand moved in time with my thrusts. We were both falling prey to the high of killing and losing the little sanity we probably never truly possessed in the first place.
Onyx’s back arched as he let out a slew of French that I didn’t have the know how to decipher as his ass tightened around my cock.
My climax came barreling through me like a tidal wave. I pushed up on my toes, slamming forward until there wasn’t an inch between us. I filled Onyx with every drop of cum my body could come up with.
“Fuck yes, Lucero, breed me.”
Pleasure rippled over me as I continued to rock back and forth. Every drag of my cock against his walls was overstimulating and amazing.
Our breathing slowly leveled out as we panted. My cock slipped out of his tight hole, pulling a groan from the both of us. I straightened Onyx out the best I could but without proper stuff to clean him down in the room. It would have to wait till we got back upstairs.
“How mad do you think your brothers will be that we fucked down here?”
I shrugged. “Who cares.” I nuzzled the back of his head, breathing him in. I couldn’t get enough of him. “I love you more than life itself.”
Onyx softened in my hold. “Yeah, I know.” He closed his eyes. “Thank you for everything.” He bit his lip and tilted his headback when he opened his eyes. They were glossy. “Thank you for loving me like this.”
“I always will.”
He chuckled. “You better, freak. We’re married, and I only believe in death, not divorce.”
