Page 81 of A Curse's Death Sun


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?He shifts back just a bit and then I feel his tip nudge my entrance. It makes me whimper and for a moment I regret everything. You can’t go back from this. You can’t take it back.

?But only a whimper leaves my throat as he pushes just the tip in.

?“Fuck,” he pants, his warm breath dusting over my back and everything feels coiled so tight. My muscles straining from his hold. “Unholy gods, you’re so tight.” He presses a kiss to my spine. “So wet.” Another kiss. “I need you to relax, Mavyn.”

?My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I try to rub myself against his bed. Needing the friction, needing anything because it feels too much. And he’s asking me to relax?

?His hand on my waist begins soothing as he tries pushing in more and I bury my face into the sheets.Too much, too much, too much.

?Touch me, please.

?He slides in another inch and we both moan.

?“Fucking gods. Mavyn, love, please relax for me. I – I’m not gonna last.”

?“Touch me, please, Thorne. I can’t – I can – “

?His hand on my waist slides between me and the bed and the second his fingers touch my clit I jerk, which only makes him groan into my back and push in his cock further in.

?“Mavyn,” he demands, but it’s all breathless and choppy and nothing like his usual drawling tone. “Shut the doors of your magic. Now.”

?What?

?His fingers swipe over my clit and I can’t think. Then he thrusts forward and pushes all the way in.

?Every muscle and molecule of my body tightens up and it kind of stings down there as he holds out bodies together but doesn’t move.

?He starts kissing up my spine and hums lightly. “Does it still hurt?”

?I shift my hips making him groan but it just feels full. The smallest of aches, but nothing else. “No.”

?His arm wrapped around me trembles as he says, “Good, now shut those doors of your magic.”

?Taking a deep, steady breathe, I concentrate within me and shut those four doors that were wide open.

?He finally lets go of my wrists allowing me to bring my hands to rest beside my head, only to firmly grip my hips now. Anticipation rolling but I finally relax and this thumbs rub circles into my skin.

?“So beautiful,” he murmurs. “So perfect. Now keep those doors shut.”

?And then he pulls out nearly all the way before slamming right back inside me.

?His fingertips dig into my skin as he hammers into me building the pressure so high up it feels like I’m about toexplode. That slight ache forgotten as we rock against the foot of his bed.

?He groans and grunts and I can’t do anything but whimper in the back of my throat as I take it, but it feels too good. Especially as he leans over me and slides a hand back between us.

?He touches me like he knows exactly how to make my body sing. As if he’s been watching me my whole life preparing for this.

?Hands and teeth and tongue and lips and he shifts my hips to hit a different spot within me. A deeper spot.

?“Are you going to come for me,Poison?” he rumbles by my ear. So raw and deep and I clench around him making him growl into the side of my neck. “Yes, the fuck, you are.”

?His hips move faster and his fingers touch and pinch and rub and Ican’t think. There’s absolutelynothingexcept forusandright now.

?I can feel it this time. Right before he tips me over that edge. The bond between us beginning to pull taunt.

?For a split second I place all my focus within me. Keeping those doors shut. Concentrating on not letting my aura escape past this room. And making sure the bond between us does not cement.

?I still don’t know how it was able to be cemented between me and Varian, but I can’t let that happen now.