Page 145 of Shifting Hearts 1
I snake my hand around her front and rest it on her upper thighs before I show her my true self. The skin darkens and black scales ripple all the way to my elbows. Sharp talons appear, and I lightly scratch the inside of her thighs.
She shudders, and I can’t hold back any longer. “Do you want this? Do you want me?” She must be used to relinquishing powerwith her job, but I won’t allow that. I am going to make her so strong that she will never feel unwanted or lost again.
A taste of our power is the least I can do. Or so I try to convince myself.
“Yes, I want this but go slow. I want to feel everything.” Her voice is husky but demanding.
I back away and pull her towards the dining room. The coffee table is packed full of containers, and suddenly I am starving again. She follows willingly and waits while I move the chairs out of the way. She allows me to put my hands on her hips and lift her up onto the kitchen .
“You want to be worshipped. Tell me how.”
Her eyes widen, and the tinge of vulnerability within them makes me cringe.
I fall to my knees and place my hands on her knees and push her legs wider.
“Do you want me to devour all your goodness and leave nothing but pure unadulterated bliss and power behind in the void that your soul once was?”
She nods.
“Do you want to taste yourself on my tongue after I push myself into you so deeply that our bodies meld into one writhing being?”
She groans a sweet little needy sound.
“And lastly, do you want the power that only I can give you? The power to take control of your universe and to find your Alexi?”
Her eyes sobered, and for a second, I thought I said the wrong thing.
But she surprises me by grabbing my hair and pulling my head back before she leans in to hiss, “I want to find Alexi and kill every single fucker that dared to raise a finger to touch whatwas never theirs to touch. No one will be spared my wrath, and you’ll give it all to me.”
She pushes my head forward, and I waste no time diving in and starting to feast. With every languid stroke of my tongue, a slight quiver goes through her body.
And I am loving it. I have never had such a lustful being react to me this way. She is so responsive, and in turn, I can feel myself losing control.
My hands cramp with the punishing grip I have on her thighs, and my knees are aching from the hard tiled floor, yet I feel invigorated.
The mewling sounds she makes every time I graze her sensitive nub fuel my hunger. I growl as I circle her clit, and she grabs my hair by the roots.
I know she is close, and her body convulses as she comes on my face. I lap every single drop away before I stand and push my body between her thighs.
“Are you ready, little viper?”
She scoots closer to the edge, and I take that as a yes.
With my finger under her chin, I lift her head to look into her stormy eyes. “You are going to take me so deep and so good, you’ll taste my lust on your tongue. Is that understood?”
She whimpers. An honest to fuck whimper and a chill runs through me. I look down at my hand holding my dick and swirling the head around her overstimulated clit. I see the transformation in my skin, but I still can’t believe it.
The last time I lost control like this over my powers, I must have been a boy. It was just after I lost my mother.
A trail of scales ran up my arm, over my shoulder, and down my side before I could stop it.
“You seem to be enjoying yourself, but when does the real fun start?”
I can hear the false bravado in her voice, and the corner of my mouth pulls up. This one is trouble. But I should have known that already after her fantastic display in the warehouse.
Positioning my cock at her opening, I say, “Remember, you begged for it,” before I slam into her.
The inkling of resistance that I tear through makes me pause.
