Page 46 of Trial of the Thunder Moon

He groaned as he dug his fingers deep into my hair, parting my lips with the tip of his cock. I tilted my head back and leaned forward, giving him as much as I could. He took it all, pressing deeper and deeper as I relaxed my jaw and moaned around his thick shaft. My tongue sucked at the ridge along the bottom of his cock, and I swallowed to take him all the way.

My lips touched the base of his cock, and he cursed, tightening his hold on my hair just to the edge of pain.

Fuck me, Cade, I hissed into his mind through our mind speak, and he jolted into action. My lips bruised against his hips as he thrust in and out. He loved it as rough as I did, thrilling at my teeth dragging against his skin. I wrapped an arm around his bucking hips for stability, my other hand palming his sac and stroking along its hidden seam, finding that sweet bundle of nerves just before his asshole.

Inside?I asked him through our connection, wondering if he would still want my fingers in his ass, massaging deep to make him come even harder. He mumbled an incoherent consent,spreading his thighs wider to give me access and speeding up his thrusts as I breached the ring of muscle and found what I was looking for.

“Fuck, candy girl. This was... fucking worth waiting for,” he grunted, his legs shaking with the effort of holding off.

Come down my throat. I want it all, until I can’t even breathe, I growled at him in my mind, digging my fingernails into his hip. He deserved every bit of what I could give him.

“Oh, goddamn. Fucking yes, sugar. Suck it hard,” he said, panting as his body locked up, his cum sliding down my throat as he trembled against me. I pressed him against me harder, finally sinking my fangs right into the skin at the base of his cock, drinking his blood just the way he loved it - a potent blend of pain and heady pleasure.

Blood mixed with cum on my lips as he released my hair and slowly drew himself free from my grip, sort of toppling down onto the bed beside me.

“Fucking hell, Special K,” he breathed after a long moment, flicking his eyes up to meet mine.

“Good to see neither of us have changed,” I teased.

“I think you’ve been practicing that move,” he said, raising his eyebrow at me in a question I knew he didn’t care to have answered.

“Nobody pulls my hair like you, Acadian Landry,” I said with a wink. My throat was raw, and my jaw felt a little distended, but it had been so fucking worth it for his reaction. And even though I hadn’t been celibate by any means, there really hadn’t been any other men I’d let control my body quite the way I craved from him.

There was just something so sexy about both of us knowing I could kill him with a thought, but I chose to let him handle me as roughly as he wanted, just because we trusted each other that much.

“I... I sort of worried you might outgrow me,” Cade said, pulling the rest of his long limbs onto the bed and studying the print on the blanket, his slim fingers worrying at a fraying thread.

I scooted against him and curled into his chest, wrapping my arm around his waist. “And I sort of worried you might blame me for everything. That Merden might break what we had before.”

“You can’t break the broken, candy girl. And I was born in pieces that only you’ve ever been able to put together.”

“Not even Nic?” I wondered. They’d been so close, even before I met them, and we became three parts of the same whole.

“Nah. Not even the professor. He did well enough, but when I met you, I fell in accidental love.”

“Accidental?” I tilted my head back and grinned up at him.

“Meaning I never believed in love in the first place. By the time Nic gave me a word for it, I’d already figured out the consequences and handed my heart to you.” Cade dropped a tender kiss on my lips, his tongue tracing my bottom lip before seeking entry.

“Such a romantic,” I teased after a few minutes of lazy kissing.

“Southern boys are born romantic. But they also get heartbroken the easiest, and baby girl, I nearly lost hope all those years you were gone.” The sad note in his voice threatened to pull me into more doubt, but his embrace tightened, and I knew he was right. We’d made it - we were together now.

“Memories of you and Nic were what kept me alive. That and plotting revenge,” I admitted.

“Yeah, well I’ve been plotting a few other things as well. I need so much more of you.” His voice had grown husky again, and I felt his cock stirring against my belly already. “I’ve got a lot of pent-up needs to work through.”

I bit my lip, wanting to ask if Merden had... if she’d ever... but I couldn’t do it.

“Hey. Open that mind, little girl,” Cade whispered, pulling at my chin so I met his eyes. He only called me that name when he was worried, and that was the last thing I wanted to do.

“I heard rumors... about assault. Did Merden...”

Cade sighed, nodding to show he understood what I was trying to ask. “I won’t lie, sugar. She tried to touch me. More often than I want to say. But you’d already ruined me. My cock wanted liberty to fuck you, or death by neglect.” He grinned, and a surprised giggle spilled from my lips.

“You look pretty good for a ruined man,” I said, sliding my hand down to stroke his hard length.

“Well, I think I’ve held up pretty well, and my imagination is so fucking full of ideas,” he growled, rolling on top of me and dragging his fangs down my neck, nipping playfully at the base of my throat. “But I have to admit, I’ve seen way more of your dad’s ass while he fucked her doggy-style, than I really ever wanted to see.”

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