Page 98 of The Dark Rising
My tongue dives in. Tasting, stroking, fucking owning as she whimpers against me. I pull her closer to me, letting her feel just how hard I am for her and she arches into me, rubbing her stomach against my covered cock. It’s not enough, it’s never enough.
I release her mouth and look down at her. Her pretty eyes are glazed, her cheeks rosy and breathing erratic. Letting me know just how turned-on she is. I lick my lips, wanting to taste her again on my tongue, and that’s exactly what I’ll do.
I lower her to the floor, not too gently in my haste and she growls when her back slams against the ground. “Darius, what the fuck are you doing?” she breathes, her eyes taking me in as I lower myself on top of her. Her body deceives the anger in her voice. I smell her arousal.
I grip the sides of her shorts and yank them down. “Eating you,” I murmur in a low tone, taking in the wet patch I can see on her panties. I growl, leaning forward and licking over it, having a small taste of her, but I need more. More, more, more, more.
I roughly spread her legs wider, needing to be able to get closer. A moan comes for her, and then a hand is in my hair, gripping it hard. My eyes blaze as I look up at her, my impatience wearing me thin. “You can’t just, you know,” she breathes, her chest rising and falling with harsh breaths as she looks down at herself. The innocence of her voice as she can’t even say aloud what I’m about to do, unfurls something feral in me.
One day, she will ask me for exactly what she wants. And I will give it all to her.
“Can’t what?” I tilt my head, my hands squeezing her hips. “Taste you?” Her pupils blow wide and I chuckle. “I want to taste you all the time. I want inside of you all the time. So I will have you, at any time.” I lean down and breathe in her scent, a rumble coming from me. “But, little wolf,” I murmur over her panties, and she sucks in a sharp breath. “I’m going to do more than just taste you.” I grip the sides of her panties, ripping them down the center and I waste no time.
I dive onto her perfect, little pink pussy, my tongue going straight to the source of her arousal. She may seem to think she hates me, but there is no denying her body craves being near mine.
I groan at the first taste of her, and she lets out a long, low moan at the feel of me. I lick her entrance, letting my tongue dip inside of her, gathering as much as I can. Collecting what I’m doing to her on my tongue. She wiggles beneath me, and I tighten my hold on her hips. I move further up and circle her clit, teasing until I keep a steady rhythm. I suck, lick, bite at her, claiming it as mine and only mine. My growls echo around us and I grip her more tightly, feeling her start to shake and I know she’s close. I bring a hand up between her thighs and shove two fingers into her roughly, just the way she likes it and start fucking her with them. She whimpers, breathing heavily as her hand in my hair tightens, her hips rolling, fucking herself on my fingers.
“Look at you, little wolf,” I murmur against her, my cock leaking to be inside of her. “Fucking yourself on my fingers again, dripping down my hand.”
“Darius,” she moans, her back arching. Hearing my name from her lips makes me feral. “So…close,” she pants, and I twist my fingers inside of her, aiming for the sweet spot and suck her clit. She shatters. The sounds of her moans, the shake in her legs, her cum coating my tongue, I can’t hold back. I pull my fingers out of her, looking at her blissed out face for a second and then grab her waist, flipping her onto her stomach.
That takes her out of her haze though.
She growls, her foot coming out and connecting with my side. I grunt, snarling at the back of her head. I go to reach for her, but she turns over, planting a foot on my chest and pushes, blue strands of power coming out of her foot to help with the force and I’m shoved back. She scrambles to her feet and I stand too, raising a brow at her.
“Want to play, little wolf?”
She shakes her head, eyes wary, cheeks flushed. “You’re not fucking me, Darius, I don’t even like you.”
I lick my lips, looking at her flushed face. My eyes dip down to her naked pussy. “I can taste you on my tongue, and we fucked yesterday, you like me just fine.”
“My body may react to you, you know I have no control over that, just as much as you don’t with me, but that doesn’t mean I like you.” Her eyes harden, something shifts within me “You have done too much.” I hold back the flinch at the reminder, my face a mask of indifference. “You let them take my pack, you let them into my home. You destroyed our way of life!”
“Well I am Cazier’s Heir, he was the destroyer after all.” And I know it well, looking into her eyes.
“That’s all you have to say?” she demands, her tiny hands balling into fists at her side. “You’re not even sorry, are you?”
“Sorry?” I scoff, and then grind my teeth. She has no idea how much my regret runs deep.
“Yes, Darius. Sorry.” She throws her hands up, and I can’t help it. The look of anger on her face makes me even harder, makes my need for her more potent and to douse those flames sparking in her eyes. To make them fill with need. Need for me.
I stalk toward her, my power reaching for her. She counters, throwing up her hands and her magic comes forth, colliding with mine in a tangle of will and strength. I move through the strands, moving my hands out to create a clear path to her. She brings her hands forward, trying to push them together to have her power close in on either side of me, but she hasn’t realized she has already lost.
I have control of my power, she doesn’t. I slash both hands out at my side and her power sails through the area away from me before dispersing. She watches it turn into nothing, her eyes wide, chest heaving but I’m already on her. I grab her by the throat, hauling her to me as she brings her fist up, hitting me straight in the nose. I growl down at her, baring my teeth as she digs her fingers into my wrists, drawing blood.
She freezes at that, and I watch the small trail of red run down my arm and smile at her. It’s not friendly. “That wasn’t very nice now, was it?” She kicks my left side at the thigh, using her power to cause more damage and I use mine to drag her to the floor. I kneel in front of her and once again flip her on her stomach. She growls and snarls beneath me, small strands of power fighting with my own to release her. But there is nowhere for her to go.
She’s trapped in my grasp, and I won’t wait any longer. I pull her hips up and bite the top of her ass. She squeals, trying to move away from my touch as I let out a low chuckle, biting the other and then licking the mark. I shove a finger inside of her, her pussy clamping down around it and I lick her from ass to clit. She gasps and struggles in my grip, but she’s in my possession to do what the fuck I want.
I unbutton my pants, releasing my aching cock. I moan when I wrap my hand around it, squeezing the base as I continue to move my finger inside of her, licking at her. My power keeps her on the floor, holding her still. She quivers beneath me, choked moans coming from her as her power still tries to fight with mine.
Not for long.
I pull back and press my hand to the back of her head and push down. Just as it touches the floor beneath my palm, I pull my finger out to drive forward with my cock, not stopping until I’m balls deep in the tightest pussy known to any male. I groan at her walls clamping down on me, pausing for a moment to savor the feeling of her wrapping around me again. Then I pull my hips back before driving forward in a brutal thrust. Her muffled scream makes me growl in approval. My fingers grip her hair tighter while keeping her head down to the ground, my hips moving faster as I slam into her again and again. She moans louder for me, her fingers clawing at the floor as more wetness coats my cock.
“Fuuuuck,” I pant, my head tipping back at the feel of her. “Your pussy was made for me, Rhea, don’t you know that by now?” She makes a noise low in her throat as she flutters around me. “This is where you’re meant to be. Taking my cock in this tight pussy of yours and moaning my name.” I lean over her back and bring my free hand to her lips. “Suck.” She obeys immediately, too far gone to do anything else as she takes my fingers into her mouth, getting them nice and wet. She sucks my fingers like I want her to suck my cock, and the thought has me pressing them to the back of her throat, stroking over her tongue. She gags, a tear leaking from her eye and I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. “Good girl,” I rumble, stroking my thumb over her cheek before I withdraw my fingers from her mouth.
I lean back up, still driving into her in long, hard strokes and I look down as I bring my wet fingers to her ass. I circle the flesh there, rubbing and gently probing as her choked gasp reaches my ears.
