Page 142 of His Darkest Desire

Finally, he took that swollen bud into his mouth and sucked.

Kinsley’s hips bucked, and her entire body tensed. He opened his eyes to stare up at her as she lifted her shoulders off the bed, mouth open in a soundless scream, only to collapse and arch her back, thrusting her pelvis up at him.

Liquid heat rushed from her cunt. He devoured it hungrily, greedily, delving his tongue into her to coax out more. Kinsley’s voice finally emerged in a broken cry of pleasure as her thighs clenched around him, but her hand only pulled him closer still.

“Vex!” she rasped, curling her toes against his back as she met his gaze. “Please, I need you. I want you inside me.”

He dragged his tongue over her clit one last time, savoring her taste and the tremors wracking her, before he crawled up over her body. Nestling his hips between her thighs, he braced his elbows to either side of her head. His long hair hung in dark curtains around their heads. He lowered his face to hers as she wrapped her arms around him.

Stroking his hair with her fingers, Kinsley searched his eyes. “I love you.”

“And I love you.” Vex shifted his hips until the head of his cock was poised against her entrance. Beckoning heat radiated from her, and he didn’t resist. He slowly pushed into her hot, wet, welcoming body.

Kinsley’s breath hitched. She tipped her head back and widened her thighs, allowing him to settle deeper inside. Her sex closed over him, ridge by ridge. Just as it seemed she could take no more, she banded her legs around Vex, dug her heels into the backs of his thighs, and drew him more snugly against her until she’d taken all of him.

Vex’s claws raked the bedding as her cunt clamped around his cock. Just lying there, seated within her, feeling her inner muscles twitch and her pulse race, was nearly enough to make him come.

With his hair blocking out the firelight, there was only Vex and Kinsley. The rest of the world had ceased to be. All that mattered was here, now. All that mattered was her.

“You are my mate,” he whispered, brushing his lips over hers as he pulled his hips back. He slowly pumped into her again. “You are my soul.”

Kinsley moaned and rocked her pelvis upward, meeting his thrusts as he set a rhythm with slow, steady strokes. She kissed his lips, but he did not yet allow her to claim his mouth fully.

He slid his arm up, combed his fingers into her hair, and kissed one corner of her mouth. “You are the air I breathe.” He kissed the other corner. “You are the water that slakes my thirst and the food that nourishes me. You are the trees that bless me with shade and shelter”—he kissed the center of her lips—“and the sky through which I soar.”

A crease formed between her eyebrows, but she didn’t tear her gaze from his. Panting softly, she cupped his cheek. “Vex… My darkness. My night sky.”

Pleasure coiled around him with crushing strength. His muscles tensed, his breathing faltered, and his heart quickened, but Vex maintained his deliberate pace. Their bodies moved as one, giving and taking equally. Their souls sang in harmony.

“You, Kinsley,” he rasped, “are all to me.” He kissed her again, more firmly this time, and felt her tremble beneath him. The press of her lips enhanced every other sensation. “You are the song in my heart. The melody of my soul. I am yours.”

She pulled him into another kiss, moaning against his mouth. Their breaths mingled; their tongues danced. Vex closed his eyes. All his other senses heightened, drinking her in. Every shred of his being thrummed with passion, with pleasure, with love. For her, because of her.

Panting, he tipped his forehead against hers, their noses tip to tip. They opened their eyes. Hers were dark, shimmering with reflected light from his.

“You are mine, Kinsley,” Vex growled. He caught her bottom lip with his teeth.

She gasped and bucked her hips.

His chest rumbled, and his cock twitched, disrupting his rhythm. Only then did he speed his thrusts, surrendering to their mutual need.

“Naught can change that.” He punctuated each word by driving into her harder, deeper. “Neither time nor distance…”

She hooked her arms around him, her clutching fingers and scratching nails urging more haste, more force. Her desire was his, woven with it as surely as their souls were twined.

The pressure in Vex’s groin swelled, threatening to overtake him, to sap his strength and wrest control from him.

“Not beast,” he grated between ragged breaths, “nor magic, not fate itself.”

Her features, stained crimson by the glow of his eyes, went taut. Her cunt clenched, wrenching a fresh growl from his throat. But neither of them relented. They drew strength from one another, carried each other ever higher in their pursuit of ultimate intimacy, of unrivaled bliss.

“Naught…will change it.” Vex’s pace became frantic, erratic, and his wings snapped out, their tips raking the bedposts. “You. Are. Mine.”

Kinsley’s voice rang out in time with his declaration, just as bold, just as confident, just as possessive, just as raw. “I am yours!”

Vex’s entirety shrank down to a single point—the point of contact between their bodies, their hearts, their souls. It was far too small to contain all that pleasure, all that pressure, all that fire. All that love. Much too small to encompass his whole world.

The universe around him exploded. White hot flames engulfed his senses, his very being, blasting away all thought and sensation and leaving only Kinsley and ecstasy behind.

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