Page 34 of All for the Beast

The thought made him both angry and sad.

“Where did you come from?” she muttered.

He smiled at her, then moved to his feet, letting the tips of his fingers run up her bare skin. She shook as he arrived at her nipples, then stroked his hands all the way up the nape of her neck. He adored the way her skin broke out into goosebumps from his touch.

“I think the real question is,” V whispered, running his hands through her hair, “where did you come from?”

She smiled beautifully, her stunning eyes glistening in the dim of the foyer.

“Take me to bed, V.”

He scooped her up and carried her upstairs. The anticipation of the union was as exquisite as her taste that lingered on his lips.

FIFTEEN

KATY

Katy had never been so physically riveted in her entire life. She’d had a handful of flings, only a few acting as long-term partners, and the sex with them had all been what she had previously defined as “suitable.” It always started with a bang, fireworks, and excitement and fizzled out just as fast.

She figured that every relationship, along with every physical interaction, would follow the same trajectory. The attraction was the buildup, the first bout of sex would be the explosion, and everything afterward would be subpar in comparison.

It always went that way for Katy, which allowed her to let go of any interest in relationships and sex altogether. But something switched in her the moment she met Vharlk, waking her carnal cravings like a beast awakened with a mystical song.

She felt instantly comfortable with him when they kissed in the club, his mouth tasting like savory peaches and sea salt. Her clothing felt like ants crawling along her skin. She was so eager to get them off and reveal her naked body to him. Katy couldn’t remember the last time she felt so enthused about becoming vulnerable with someone. It was as palpable as the rapid beating of her heart.

When he carried her up the stairs, she was dazed from the brain-splitting orgasm he had given her in the hallway. There was nothing sexier than the urgency to please, so desperate and wild that it prevented you from getting to the place where most sex took place, which was the bedroom. The fact that he wanted her so badly made her feel powerful, and it was even more intoxicating to have him submit to her between her legs.

By the time he placed her on the bed, without her skirt and her breasts pulled out from her bra, she was ready for him to completely ruin her. Her brain and body were on fire, and everything about V and his gorgeous body, face, and voice were the gasoline igniting her.

Katy removed the rest of her clothing, ripping off the remainder of her blouse and unclasping her bra from behind her back. V stood over her next to the bed and took his own shirt off, and she groaned as she finally saw the entirety of that bare chest she had been dreaming about.

“Holy shit,” she whispered.

He was thick with muscle, not only in his arms but also in his waist, back, and neck. It all looked smooth and delightful. So Katy got up on her knees once she was naked and crawled toward him.

“You are so hot, V,” she said, biting her lip.

V chuckled almost bashfully, which made her desire for him even more compelling.

“It’s you you’re talking about, my sweetheart.”

V bent to her mouth, and they kissed tenderly, with Katy slowly running her hands along the front of his chest. The muscles were like a valley full of exploration and adventure. She stopped at his waistline and played with the belt, slowly moving one hand to rest against his hefty bulge.

“Mmm, Katy,” he groaned with his eyes closed.

His voice filled her with naughty thoughts and urges, nearly sending her body into convulsions while barely touching her. She ran her fingers along his belt before arriving at the buckle, then slid it out of place to reach his zipper.

“I’m so hard for you, honey,” he whispered against her lips.

“I can tell,” she purred, slowly bringing down the zipper to reveal his boxers.

Feeling his size, she gasped, then gave him a mischievous smirk. Their foreheads pressed against one another as she felt him nearly burst through the fabric of his silk underwear.

“Fuck, V,” she groaned.

He took her hands in his and moved them away from his cock, causing Katy to grimace in confusion. He kissed her lips lightly, then put each of her fingers into his mouth as he spoke.

His mouth was warm and wet and wonderful.

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