She slams down the last inch, and I’m buried all the way inside of her again. We share a moan, and the bond flares, like a million little fires sparking throughout every crevice, filling us with desire and heat.
“Look at your perfect pussy,” I say, my voice low. Bitten with lust. “We were made for each other, weren’t we, baby?”
Auren nods, the dazed look in her eyes driving me wild. Making my muscles strain and shake.
I grip her hips and then jut mine up. Hard.
She chokes out a moan of surprise. “Sodeep…”
“I’m going to get fuckingdeeper,” I growl as I drag my teeth over her pulse. “I’m going to be so deep inside of you, through the bond, through your body, through yoursoul, that we will never have any separation ever again.” My snarled promise is met with her pussy tightening around me, her nails digging into the skin at my neck.
My fang teases over her delicious vein, and I inhale her decadent, needy scent. Then I thrust my hips up again, and she shudders, our groans breaking out as our boat continues to drift.
She starts rocking over me, back undulating, hips moving like an erotic dance while her ribbons twist around and grip my back. A part of me can’t believe I have her here in my arms. That this bliss is meant for me.
But sheishere. I can feel her and scent her and touch her, and she’s all fucking mine.
“Give me your mouth,” I demand. Because I want to swallow her down. To taste her moans and feed her mine.
Our lips fuse together instantly. Tongues lapping. Teeth and taste and groans slipping from her throat to mine. Our kiss is frenzied. Feral. All that exists is her panting breaths and the demand for more.
I drag her body up and down on my cock. Hard. Steady. Never relenting.
“You feel…so…good.” Her confession travels down the narrow confines of the tunneled waterway, dripping with the humid air. Just like she’s dripping all over me, her liquid heat soaking my dick, my balls, permeating my senses.
My fingers dig into her waist as I drag her up and down again, making her clutch me, dragging another moan from her lips. I delve my hand through her hair and through her soft, undulating ribbons. Then she arches back, taking control of ourmovements as she starts to fuck me. My teeth clench at the feel of her exquisite body as she takes my cock and demands more.
“You perfect creature,” I purr as I nip the skin at her neck and lick.
Auren makes a desperate noise and starts slamming down over me so hard the movement starts to sway the boat. The water laps at the sides, threatening to spill in, while thrill spills throughme. “That’s it. Fuck me harder, Auren.”
Her moan echoes down the tunnel, coiling in every crevice of the smoothed bricks and catching inside the brackets of my very bones.
I capture the sound in a hungry kiss. “I’m going to keep your sounds forever, Goldfinch. Every. Single. One.” I punctuate each word with a thrust, helping her as her thighs begin to shake, her body straining as she races for her peak.
“Come on my cock, baby. Squeeze me with this perfect cunt of yours.”
She dives for my mouth. Tongue lashing, drinking me down. I’d let her drain me dry if she wanted to.
Then she slams down so hard over me I black out for a second.
Her entire body jerks, pussy clamping around me as she comes. I feel her drenching me, slick dripping out of her with her release. My eyes roll to the back of my head as she cries out, the blissful sound soaking into me and making me nearly come too.
She falls against me just as the front of the boat slams into a wall.
Dazed, I look up, and see a green orb light hanging over the door of a building that has access to the underground canal.
Thank fuck we’re here.
“Hold on,” I tell her.
But before I can stand and pull out of her to secure the boat, Auren’s nails dig into my arms, her ribbons snap aroundmy back, and she glares at me with fierce possession. “No. Stay inside of me,” she growls at me.
Growls.
Filthiest, sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.
Gold lashes out of her palm, and she sends it streaming to the wall that acts as both a dock and the separation from building to water. The gold forms into links of a chain, looping around the hook at the boat’s end and securing it to the hitch on the post.
