Page 29 of The Labyrinth
Chapter Thirteen
Agasp escaped, vibratingthrough her whole body when Deacon pressed against her, trapping her against the wall.Slowly running his hands upward from her waist and stopping just underneath her breasts.He slid his leg between her thighs, allowing him the leverage to cup her breasts, gently pinching the hard nipples through her nightgown.The turgid peaks created an ache deep in her core and all she wanted to do was rub all over him.He bent his head and captured her mouth, and as his tongue ran over the seam of her lips, she opened to allow him to deepen the kiss.
His hard cock nestled right where she needed him.When they broke for air, he ran his nose up her neck, leaving little love bites where her neck and shoulder met.When he nibbled on her earlobe, her eyes rolled back as she gave herself up to the sensation.Slowly, he ran one hand down her body until he reached the waistband of her gown, bunching up the fabric as the cool material highlighted the flush on her skin.Butterflies fluttered as he teased the damp patch on her panties, sliding a finger under the elastic band.She couldn’t stop the breathless little moan escaping as he brushed over her clit, gently rubbing circles of stimulation before giving the tender nerves a hard pinch.The brief bite of pain flared her arousal.
“You’re going to make me come,” she breathed, her voice wobbly even to her own ears.
“I want you to come,” he countered, licking the shell of her ear.“I want you to come all night long.”
Questions were hard to think and articulate.“A-all night?”
“Mm,” he purred.“Shifters have a lot of stamina.”
“Stamina?”
Marion waited, hungered, for something to push her over.As soon as his finger slipped inside her, her hips undulated as if they worked independently from her brain.Never had she experienced anything as intense as the raw, masculine power contained in his body.It caused her to purr like a damn cat in heat, and they’d barely started.She wanted more.Neededmore.To be filled with his big cock, fucked until she blacked out.Giving herself over to the burning lust rising in her blood.
Deacon grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them down until she wriggled them free and kicked them aside.Then he yanked her gown off, and she stood bare under his heated gaze.Admiration reflected in his eyes as he cupped her face and lowered his head until their lips touched.He traced the seam of her lips with his tongue until she opened, and then dominated the very air she breathed.She’d never experienced anything quite as intense, and they’d barely started.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured.
“You’re still dressed,” she breathed.
A wicked little grin tipped the corners of his mouth.Making sure she was steady on her feet, he stepped back to reach for his t-shirt and pulled it over his head.Once more, his mouthwatering physique made her pant.He gave a little striptease as he unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall to his feet, kicking them aside.Going commando, his cock pointed at her, as if it knew where she waited.Thick and long and hard, with a bead of pre-cum formed at the tip.He took hold of the shaft, slowly pumping it, watching her like a predator centering on its prey.
He pulled her flush against him, claiming her lips and stealing her breath.As he kissed her, his hands were everywhere.Squeezing her ass.Tracing the curve of her waist.Kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples until they were hard as diamonds.She panted as he lifted her up in his strong arms, and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, locking them together.She stared him in the eyes until she swore she saw her own soul reflected back.The pounding of her heart only intensified as he carried her effortlessly to the large bed and knelt on the mattress.
“You want this?”he asked, his voice heavy with lust.
“I want you,” she moaned.“I want to feel you in me.”
He positioned her on the cool duvet, then slid his hands up her thighs, spreading her legs wide.Deacon laser-focused on her pussy, rubbing one finger against her clit.Sparks lit up inside her, causing an ache only he could ease.When he leaned forward, she closed her eyes and waited with bated anticipation.With his head between her thighs, she felt his hot breath against her core.One swipe of his tongue along her slit caused stars to erupt behind her lids.He pulled her sensitive clit into his mouth at the same time his finger eased into her opening.The dual stimulation of having him lick her as well as his finger finding the spot inside her that made her lose control.She grabbed at his shoulders, trying to let him know without words that she wanted his cock.Wanted to feel him sliding in, filling her up.Deacon took his time, and her pleasure wound tighter and tighter.
Then it snapped, tumbling her into a kaleidoscope of colors and a sexual haze that obliterated all her past lovers.Their memories turned to dust and even as she soared, she realized things were never going to be the same once their time together was over.
But that thought quickly faded as he moved up her body, leaning on his forearms so he wouldn’t crush her.He kissed her, and she tasted herself on his lips, and the eroticism of that only made her want him more.
“You want me?”he asked.
He wanted her to talk?She blinked, trying to focus on words.“Yes.”
“Beg me.”
“Please,” she gasped.“Please, Deacon.Fuck me.”
“That’s right,” he murmured.“You’re at my mercy.I’m the predator come to claim my little prey.”
Reaching between them, their gazes locked on each other, he took hold of his big cock and lined it up against her slit.She was ready to be his, for as long as this lasted.The fat head broached her entrance.
Then he thrust his hips forward, the momentum hard enough to make her breasts jiggle.There was nothing soft about his possession.This was hard and fast fucking, giving no clemency as he plunged into her body, again and again.Rushing her toward another orgasm that threatened to make her last one seem tame.She couldn’t hold back, and truthfully, she didn’t want to.Her hips bucked of their own accord as she exploded, letting out a sharp cry as she fell off the precipice.
“That’s right,” he growled.“Scream my name.”
“Deacon,” she managed to say.
