Page 105 of Dark & Dreadful Brutes

“I need you inside me,” I breathed into his mind, not daring to pull my mouth from his skin. He felt and tasted too damn good.

“You’re sure?” I could feel how much effort it took him to ask me, rather than taking what I’d offered.

“Now, Ravv.”

“Veil, you’re perfect.” He freed his erection and lifted me higher in one smooth motion.

His cock slid inside me, slow at first. The way he filled me was overwhelming—my breath stalled for a moment, until he squeezed my ass and growled at me to breathe.

I sucked in air, and he slid further in.

And further.

And further.

I thought he hit the back of me when a burst of pain had my stomach tensing, but he eased against it, and the pain faded into an achy, brilliant bliss.

Moans and pants escaped me as I released his shoulder, too overwhelmed to focus on anything but the way he stretched me.

“Tell me how you feel,” he commanded me, withdrawing his teeth from my shoulder and capturing my mouth again. I could taste my blood on his tongue, and it was so much more of a turn-on than I could’ve imagined.

“Full,” I breathed. “So full.”

“You fit me perfectly.” He sucked lightly on my lip before releasing it. “I’m going to move, now. It’ll probably feel strange at first. Lose yourself in the sensations, and the pleasure will follow.”

He thrust his hips, and my lips parted in complete and utter silence.

The pleasure that rolled through me was so much bigger and fiercer than what I was expecting. My body trembled with the force of it, and a soft cry escaped me when he repeated the motion.

“Veil, you’re tight.” The way his chest rumbled against mine when he spoke aloud made me dizzy with need. I was so damn close to the edge, and he knew it. “I’m going to fill you with my pleasure, Lae. When you go off, I go with you.”

He thrust again, and I screamed.

Wave after wave of bliss washed over me as I jerked and rocked and moved. He slammed into me, managing not to hurt me as he roared, flooding my channel with the thick heat of his release.

We came down from the high, sweating and panting. My arms were draped over his shoulders, and his face was buried in my hair. The shower was still on at our side, but neither of us even noticed the damn thing. Outside the sweat and pleasure, we were as dry as the Sands.

“Veil,” I whispered.

“That had better be a good veil,” he grumbled at me.

I laughed, still a bit breathless. “So good.”

“Then beg me to eat you while you’re full of my seed.”

I laughed again—so hard I nearly snorted. “No. I told you, I’m never going to beg you. The power dynamic between us is already a mess.”

He gave me a deadpanned stare. “Stubborn female.”

“If I were any less stubborn, you’d clean your floors with me.”

He chuckled. “I wouldn’t.”

“No, but you’d get tired of me. You need someone just as strong as you.”

He made a noise of agreement. After a moment’s pause, he added, “You said I’ve never told you whether I want you after the eclipse.”

“You haven’t.” I fiddled with the curls at the back of his head.

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