“Eiden.” My name falls from her lips in a smile, pupils wide, mouth parting. “You’re beautiful.”
A slow grin spreads across my face, a chuckle rumbling from my chest. “Beautiful, huh? I was going for dangerous.”
Her teeth catch her bottom lip. “Your eyes… they’re the color of a storm.”
“Come here, hellcat.”
I pull her up onto me, her thighs sliding around my waist until she’s straddling me. Heat radiates from her bare pussy, burning through the thin barrier of my pants and straight into my cock.
“You’re mine now,” I tell her, my voice dropping intosomething dark enough to bind. “You know that. Don’t you?”
She doesn’t flinch. Doesn’t break her stare. “Your darkness. Your violence. It completes me, and I’ll go to the end of hell to protect that.”
Her hands roam my jaw, tracing the shape of my mouth, memorizing every inch. My heart hammers, my fingers digging into her thighs. I want to give her the space to see me, truly see me, but fuck it!
My hand locks around the back of her neck, and I drag her mouth to mine. The kiss is brutal, full of need, and when she gasps a chill runs down my spine. My tongue claiming, owning, tasting her until nothing else exists. Sweet and floral all at once, she meets my hunger with her own. She grips me, her nails biting into my chest, and she grinds against me, so slow, so hard.
Fuck. Me.
I’m on my feet, her legs clamped tight around my waist, our mouths locked, the kiss deepening as I carry her to the bed. We don’t break apart until I throw her onto the mattress. Her hair falls into her face as she laughs, low, sinful, enough to make my cock ache.
“I’m going to fuck you all night,” I growl, leaning over her, “and show you how a man worships a goddess.”
She pushes her hair back and drags her tongue acrossher lips; then she spreads her legs wide, baring herself for me. Her cunt is wet, flushed, and waiting. Her gaze drops to the hard line in my sweats, and her pupils blow wide.
“That looks dangerous,” she says.
I grin. “I’m going to come so deep inside you, your cunt will still be leaking out the next time you slice some fucking bastard's balls off.”
I move between her thighs, planting my hands wide as my tongue makes its way up her body, over her knee and along the inside of her thigh, until I hover over her pussy. I blow a slow breath against her and she arches.
“So fucking needy, hellcat.”
Before she can answer, I drag my tongue through her folds, deep and slow.
“Oh, fuck—Eiden.” Her voice breaks, head tipping back, chest rising fast.
I don’t stop. My mouth works her until she’s trembling, hips jerking against my face. I suck her clit, bite just enough to make her gasp, and when I pull back, I crash my mouth to hers, letting her taste herself. She moans into it, but when I break away, she’s glaring, breathless.
“Don’t hold back, masked man.”
A dark laugh escapes me. My hand clamps on her waist, flipping her over my body so she’s sitting onmy stomach. I rip the pillow from behind my head and toss it aside.
“Sit.”
She blinks at me. “What?”
“Sit on my fucking face, hellcat.” My grip tangles in her hair, pulling her toward me. “Now.”
She hesitates, lips parting, but her curiosity betrays her. She shifts forward, knees braced on either side of my head, her pussy hovering inches from my mouth. I hold her there, letting her feel the heat of my breath.
“Don’t make me drag you down,” I warn, low and dangerous.
Her thighs twitch. That’s all I need, my hands lock around her hips, and I pull her down hard, burying my mouth in her.
She cries out, the sound breaking on my tongue.
“That’s it,” I growl against her, not letting her lift an inch. “Grind on me. Use me. Don’t stop until you can’t breathe.”
