Page 92 of Virgin Lust

“You know…” I flowed closer to her. “The fact that you’re staying at least ten feet away from me no matter where we go.”

She nibbled on her bottom lip before smiling. “Fine. You don’t want to tell me? I’ll know your thoughts soon enough, Soul Reaper.”

I paused. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Prudence shrugged and batted her eyes. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Watching me closely, her blue eyes sparkled beneath the bar lights as I quickened my pace. She sidestepped.

“Are you trying to run from me?” I asked. “Tell me what you meant.”

“I might tell you. It depends.” She stopped and waited.

“On what?”

“What you do next,” she teased.

Moving over several corpses, I reached Prudence. Thankfully, she didn’t try to flee.

“You’re standing on dead bodies.” Forming a hand in my miasma, I swept her cloak aside, slipping my shadowy limb up her shirt.

She sucked in a breath. “All I see and feel is you.”

“Tell me how much you want me to touch you this way.” I pressed my form against her, gliding my mass down her skin until goose bumps erupted across her flesh. Pressure built inside me.Fuck. My soul craved,neededto be with her. After all, I was a fucking creature that wilted flower petals during her absence. I decayed without her.

Prudence sighed as I dragged tiny bits of my form inside her bra and tugged at her nipples. “I want you to show me. Because I’m not sure what my body yearns for.” Chest rising and falling with her deep pants, Prudence shut her eyes and leaned nearer, seeking me out.

“Me either,” I admitted. “But let’s find out together what our souls want.”

My mate’s pink essence burst from her, becoming erratic as it tangled around me. I shuddered, and so did Prudence. Her soul was light and soft—like magic against my own soul. In her presence, I felt complete.

Dematerializing all of her clothes except her cloak, the material spread out underneath her when I pushed her backward until she laid on the stage. I could take her body and pleasure anywhere, but I didn’t want filth touching her. I hiked her legs up, parting them so I could take in her dripping cunt.

God, Prudence was so gorgeous. I paused and stared at her, overwhelmed by her beauty.

I teased her clit with my shadowy limb, and she arched, crying out. Then I fondled her tits, her nipples, and the space over her rounded hips. I traced her lips, eyes, and collarbone with a dark finger.

Again, I stopped to admire her. How did I get so lucky?

My soul brightened and expanded the more I explored her. Prudence’s lust climbed and filled my nostrils. My princess’s eyes became hazy as she stared. And she let me touch and enter her. Her soul rubbed itself down the back of my black soul, making my shadow ripple. I groaned.

Fuck.

My miasma morphed into the silhouette of a man. I pushed my cock against her opening. Her eyes locked in on our bodies, ass wiggling as she moaned. “Just do it,” she whispered. “God, Shepherd, I need you to take me any,everyway possible.”

I thrust and stretched her until she whimpered. “Your body takes all of me so well, princess,” I murmured as a vortex of desire spun me out of control. Pulling out, I pushed back in. I shook and shimmered. As my pleasure climbed, I felt my soul pulling to my center. My solid form drew closer to the surface.

Her pussy spasmed around me as I thrust harder. When her hand went up to grab my arms securing her hips, her fingers slipped through and she huffed. “I can’t hold you.” My pleasure intensified knowing Prudence was at my mercy.

Unable to control it, my body solidified above her. As soon as it happened, she latched onto me. “I’m coming,” my princess whimpered, fingers digging into my flesh. Her bouncing tits, the way her body clenched around me, and those beautiful glassy eyes were my unraveling.

Fuck. No matter what form I was in, it would always be a struggle not to shift.I’m a goner.

It was bliss seeing her come undone. Glancing down, I thrust inside and watched. A shot of ecstasy erupted in my stomach. My mate’s juices covered my cock, and the crown swelled with my pending release.

Dragging her nails across my chest, Prudence stopped at the curse mark. Her arousal spread out like waves crashing over me through the bond. Wrapping her legs around me, she leaned back and pulled me above her. Linking her arms around my neck, the princess brought her mouth to mine. Teeth and tongues clashed.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. She was in control. She wiggled and thrust herself on my cock. When she sucked on my bottom lip, my body shook, and my balls tightened. Did my mate want my cum?

“Fuck,” I groaned.

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