Page 59 of Nightfall's Prophet


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That shoved me into climax. I screamed as my body bowed.

Liam swiped his tongue over the wound he’d made, stopping the flow of blood. He rose over me in the next second, plunging home before the rhythmic pulses of my climax had abated.

I sank my fangs into his chest, one piercing his nipple before I latched on.

An animalistic snarl rumbled from his throat as he started moving faster.

His hips plunged, the bed rocking from the force of his thrusts. I lost myself in the haze of passion, a primal madness descending.

Neither of us were gentle as we gloried in the other.

Liam’s climax triggered a third in me. This time I nearly blacked out, coming to several seconds later.

“Oh, damn,” I gasped.

That was—

Words weren’t enough. I felt like someone had torn me apart and then reassembled me into something new.

Liam’s head sank onto my shoulder, his body coming down to rest on mine.

I ran my hands over his back in a lazy caress as we lay there, catching our breath.

After a while, Liam shifted to settle onto the bed next to me. He drew me into his arms until I ended up with my ear pressed against his chest and the front of my body nestled into his side.

His fingers brushed a lazy caress down my arm, the room quiet as we got lost in our thoughts.

Eventually, I propped my chin on his chest to look up at him. “Did you know Thomas planned to give me this house?”

“I had an inkling.”

I lifted partially off him. “And you didn’t see fit to warn me?”

Should I be mad about that?

His expression was wicked. “Why do that when it’s so much more fun to see your reaction?”

I narrowed my eyes at him. Maybe anger was the appropriate response.

“You’re so cute when he catches you off guard.” Liam shifted to avoid my pinch, his expression entertained before he caught my hand and pressed it to his abdomen.

I relaxed into his side, a little grumpy at his admission. “We’ll see if you think it’s cute when I put a boot up his ass.”

“You never answered me about what you think of the house,” Liam pressed.

I avoided his gaze.

“That perfect, huh?” Liam asked, sounding amused.

“It’s sickening how great this place is,” I snapped.

How was I supposed to walk away when it was everything I had ever wanted? No house after this would compare. It was like he’d had a checklist of what I was looking for and then ticked every box.

Liam’s chest vibrated with laughter.

“I’m not keeping it,” I told him.

Liam pulled me tighter against him. “You sure about that?”