The faintest lift to the corner of his mouth renders me immobile. He takes a deliberate step back, his gaze wrapping a rope around my neck like a leash.
“You want to touch me.”
His fingers curl around the hem of his t-shirt. Excruciatingly slow, he peels it over his head. Two fingers trace the line down his chest and through the V disappearing into his loose boxers. They slide under the waistband.
“You want to taste me.”
“No.” My upper lip curls. “I want to fuckingdevouryou.”
Dangerous, wild flames of triumph erupt in his gaze. He reaches for the lamp on my nightstand.
“Do it then.” His cunning smirk burns into my retinas as the room goes black. “God can’t see us in the dark.”
I float outside of myself, watching like a spectator as I go at him, shoving him on the mattress. He falls back willingly with a malicious laugh. I slap a hand over his mouth to shut him up. His lips part against my palm, petal soft and plush. But there's something I want to do more than ruin his wicked mouth.
I loom over him at the edge of the bed and kick his legs apart. His shorts bunch at his crotch, emphasizing his erection. Streaks of moonlight draw stripes across every exposed inch of him.
Sin never looked so holy.
For the first time in my life, I kneel for someone other than myGod. Cupping his inner thighs, I push them wider. His chest heaves as my nails carve crescents in his velvet soft skin.
Our gazes connect.
“I hate what you’ve done to me,” I rasp.
He wets his lips. “I know.”
Then I do what I’ve fantasized about a hundred times.
My teeth sink into the meat of his sensitive inner thigh.Hard. He inhales sharply, whispering a curse as I suck a bruise. Seconds later, I attack the other.
It’s not sensual. It’sbrutal. Animalistic. Bestial. Again and again, I bite and suck, occasionally drawing blood as I move from his thighs to his hips. His cock twitches beneath me, rock hard and throbbing. He goes to touch himself?—
Lightning fast, I pin his wrists to the mattress and clamp onto his hipbone.
He gasps, bucking against my hold. “Please.”
His begging might kill me.
“Please what?”
He arches with a groan. “More. I can take it.”
“Fucking hell,” I mutter under my breath before repeating the bite on the same spot. He cries out. Red beads well in the indents. I lap them up like a starved man while he trembles.
“Sweet poison,” I whisper, licking through his iliac crest. “So delicious.” Rearing back, I gaze down at the map of marks I’ve left. “But sotoxic.” His glazed eyes track my hand as it covers the bulge in his boxers and squeezes. “Making me fucking sick.”
Cade moans. The sound is an electric shock to my balls.
I did that. My hand.Me.
It’s a rush that has me stroking him roughly again through his shorts. He writhes, fisting the sheets and biting his lip. I lean into the crook of his neck.
“I could eat you whole.”
He’s panting and rocking into my grip faster now, chasing the pleasure I’m giving him. The pressure building in me is borderline unbearable. I’m too caught up in the helpless noises slipping fromCade’s lips and the pulse of his cock as he reaches climax. His head whips back.
I take a final bite— his Adam’s apple.
