And while he ate me out, while hedevouredme, he said the filthiestthings into my mind.
I was so well-pleasured that I felt like jelly when I pulled his hair until he got the message. He abandoned my clit after sucking and nipping his way down my inner thigh, then pulled me further up the bed with him. His eyes were already hazy with the lust and pleasure that he must've felt through our bond, leaking from me.
I slid back down the mattress far enough to take his cock in my hand and lower my mouth to it, meeting those hazy eyes and waiting for him to turn me down.
We held each other's gazes for a long moment, but he finally dipped his head.
I wrapped my lips around his length, and his hands were in my hair in a heartbeat as he snarled a curse, the salty taste of his pleasure already on my tongue. He hadn't come, but he was already close.
A little pleasure after a lifetime of pain would do that to you, I guess.
"You are fucking unreal," he gritted out, his hands tangled in my hair almost to the point of a pain. I loved it, though, so he wouldn't be finding out.
"You taste good,"I murmured into his mind.
"You'll be choking on my cum if you talk like that, Kitten,"he growled back.
"I was planning on it. Don't freeze my curls."
"I would never."
I bobbed over his cock slowly, taking him deeper into my mouth once, then again. His hips jerked and his body rocked as he fought the release, but he came hard and fast. I swallowed his pleasure, dragging my tongue over his slit when his climax ended as I met his eyes again.
They were dark.
Piercing.
His chest still heaved, his hand still tangled in my hair and gripping tightly. "Did I hurt you?"
"Of course not. I think your magic likes me too much to hurt me."
"Kitten..."
"I would tell you if it did. I'm fine. Better than fine, considering how many orgasms you gave me."
"Thank fuck."The words came out on a breath, into my mind, and I wasn't sure he'd meant to project them to me at all.
I was glad things had gone how he wanted them to, because I didn't want to know how far he would push me away if the day ever came that his magic actually caused me pain.
Neither of ushad slept much during the night, so we napped in bed for a while before someone's incessant pounding on the bedroom door dragged us back to the land of the living.
"Hey!" Liv yelled through the wood. "Stop screwing and come to the club with me! I invited Jonah, and I need you to help me figure out how to ask him if he wants to hook up! I need to get over Niall already!"
"I take back what I said about you picking a good best friend," I mumbled against Callum's chest.
"Agreed."
"I heard that!" Liv shouted. "I will break down this door!"
"Can she actually break it down?" I asked.
"She can indeed."
"I'm more powerful than he is!" she yelled, to answer my question."My magic is just less murderous!"
I rolled out of bed, calling out, "I'm getting dressed, give me a second!"
Callum watched from the mattress, his eyes hooded and his gaze following me across the room.
