Maven kisses me. I wrap her close and turn again, pulling us out of Limbo so that we roll sideways into the mortal world. She relaxes on top of me, her head on my naked chest so she can listen to my heartbeat as we both come down from the high.
I shut my eyes in utter contentment, memorizing the way her perfect body presses into mine.
Long, blissful minutes pass like this. I would wonder if she fell asleep, except then she starts to slowly trace my markings along my neck, up to my scalp, and back down over my shoulder.
Finally, she yawns and sits up, straddling me and brushing hair out of her face. My attention immediately catches on her chest.
Ecstasy floods me.
There it is—the triangle of my House upon her lovely skin. It nearly lines up with the Elemental square, with the Arcana line straight through the middle on top of her scar.
It’s beautiful.She’sbeautiful.
“We’re bound,” I rasp, relief washing over me.
Maven glances down and breaks into a smile, tracing her new emblem.
So we are,she murmurs…inside my head.
And just like that, I'm ready for her all over again.
Darling.
Yes?
I pull her back down for a kiss, allowing my hands to explore everywhere as she inhales sharply and begins to rock against me.Her deliciously devious fingers again brush up my chest to pinch and tease my piercing.
Gods above.
Allow me to worship you again, I groan telepathically, rolling once more to kiss down her neck and lick the place my emblem now sits proudly on her pretty skin.
Gods.“Yes,” she whispers, delving her hands into my hair as we begin again.
Every whisper of her voice in my head, every touch, is excruciatingly perfect. But I need more. I groan and position myself at her entrance, sliding the tip of my cock through the wetness seeping out of her from my last orgasm.
Maven moans, arching her back to add to the friction as I continue to tease her, a desperate madness beginning to buzz through my veins.
“Fuck—those piercings,” she gasps.
I thrust hard into her, gritting my teeth against the onslaught of pleasure.
Fuck.
Yes. Fuck. Now,she replies, only heightening the frenzy building between us.
I swear and press her legs back until her knees are beside her head. Her mouth drops open at the stretch before I slam deep into her. Pleasure sparks down my spine, tightening my balls and sending me into a mindless haze of lust as I fuck Maven with abandon, giving us what we both need once more.
Her nails dig into my back, scraping. The slight bite of pain makes me hiss through my teeth. I grow rougher, losing any remaining control.
“So tight,” I grit. “So wet. So—fucking—mine.”
I slam deep between each word, making her cry out.
“Crypt,” she whispers, chanting. “Crypt, Crypt…fuck, I need?—”
I will always know what she needs. Cursing as I further unravel, I brace one arm beside her and reach between us to pinch her clit ruthlessly.
Maven swears as she comes, squeezing her eyes shut as the most beautiful, decadent bliss sweeps over her face. Feeling her perfection tighten and gush around me proves too much, and I moan as I bury my face against her neck. My cock pulses once again with release.
