I open my mouth to reply, but the words die on my tongue because right then, I feel it.
The telltale prickle that travels along my exposed skin, making chills scatter like tossed dice. I look toward the glass of the door, the dying gray light breathing out with the last exhale of day.
Finally, I tug off my gloves, letting them drop like a weight on the ground, more indicative than any bell toll. The moment my hands are bare, I reach back and touch the wall, and Slade freezes when he sees my bare skin collide with it...and no gold comes.
“Thank fuck.” In five long strides, he demolishes the space between us. He’s suddenly there, gripping me by the waist, hard lips fused to mine, and finally, we combust.
Chapter 31
SLADE
Auren latches onto me as desperately as I do her.
There is no holding back. Not anymore. The rest of my will snapped with the sunken sun, the tie of daylight severed, and not a moment too soon.
I walk her backwards until her back hits the wall, and then I completely devour her mouth, tasting her the way I’ve wanted to since I found her in my room. Tipping her head with a firm hold along her jaw, I make her open for me, my tongue licking up her intoxicating taste.
This isn’t a kiss. It’s a demand, and she meets my terms beautifully. I’ve been waiting for this moment. Waiting for her, so I hope she was sure when she pledged herself, because I’m just enough of a bastard to hold her to it.
It was all I could do to keep my ass planted in the chair and not reach out and drag her into my lap. It took all my willpower not to touch her while she leaned against the wall, tantalizing me with peeks of her nudity like a temptress come to test my resolve.
Fucking gold-touch.
Auren pulls from my lips to take in a gasp, but I chase her mouth, not done with her. Nowhere close to being done. And to think, I was going to leave tomorrow.
“I need to catch my breath,” she says, pulling away again to pant against my neck.
“I get your breaths right now.” My tongue darts out to lick at the burnished edge of her neck, making her shiver deliciously.
Stroking along the edge of her cheek, I dive my fingers into the long strands of hair hanging down her back. Angling her just where I want her, I nip at her lips until she opens her mouth even more. When I reach down to grip her thigh and lift it over my hip to get closer, she melts against me. She is supple eagerness wrapped in seductive grace.
I pin my hips against her, and the little nymph grinds her pelvis into me, tearing a groan from my throat when her heat seeks out my hard length. I reach down and grasp her waist, holding it against the wall with a firm push. “Naughty thing. I’m in control right now.”
Her eyes flare with impatience, but the hooded look of them diminishes any anger she might’ve been trying to display. Her ribbons wrap loosely around my torso, as if she’s going to use them to drag me closer.
“I’ve waited long enough,” she tells me, her voice gone husky, while that golden aura of hers flares around her like she’s my own personal sun.
“I waited longer,” I counter.
Not only did I wait, I was going to let her go. I almost can’t believe that she’s here, warm and willing, choosing me.
Without warning, I lift her up, because I can’t wait anymore. Auren made her decision, and that was the affirmation I needed.
She squeaks in surprise as I carry her, but both of her legs automatically come up to squeeze my waist. She feels so damn perfect that I consider just taking her like this, with her hoisted in my arms.
Next time.
For now, I want to worship her body on the soft mattress like she deserves. I want to wring out every drop of pleasure I can. I set her down on the bed so I can—
CRACK!
With another feminine squeal, Auren goes pitching to the left toward the headboard and probably would’ve ended up in the splintered bed frame if I hadn’t quickly pinned her in place with my own body.
The two of us look over at the head of the bed that’s now collapsed down, the whole thing tilted. There’s also a gaping hole where my pillow used to be. It broke straight through the mattress and the frame, landing with a resounding metal clang while feathers from the mattress flutter down around us.
“Think the gold pillow is going to break through the stone floor too?” I ask curiously.
Her brows pull into an adorable frown. “I’m sure it’s fine,” she quickly says, though she doesn’t sound convinced of that at all.
With a smirk, I cup her face and pull it back to me again, wanting her full attention. “You know, that wasn’t the way I envisioned we’d break my bed.”
A beautiful blush bronzes her cheeks, and she lets out a little laugh, but my attention dips lower. With her beneath me like this, my cock is so hard I’m surprised it’s not ripping through the seam of my pants.
She licks her lips as I lift up on my knees braced on either side of her. I brush her hair away from her breasts, finally seeing what I only had teasing peeks at before. The sight of her makes something surge in me, an almost animalistic drive to claim her.
Hair fanning around her head, eyes filled with lust, lush lips parted, and breasts moving up and down in time with her fast breaths. I look down at this gorgeous creature, and all I can do is stare. Stare and pray to the gods that I can memorize every inch of her. I want this vision burned into my mind for all eternity.
I lift her leg, my hands trailing over her calf and up to her thigh. I drag her stocking down slowly, wanting to appreciate each exposed part of her soft skin. I do the same to the other leg, relishing in the way she shivers as I pull them the rest of the way off.
To my surprise, she directs two of her ribbons to come down and start pulling her panties off. “Impatient again?” I tease.
“Yes,” she says seriously before the ribbons toss them away, and words flee from my mind as I stare down at her.
She’s completely nude, everything revealed to me, body glistening in the light of the low burning fire.
“You’re fucking perfection,” I growl, unable to keep the roughness out of my voice. Not when her breasts look like they’re aching to be touched, her dusky nipples hard and wanting. Not with her spread out in front of me like a feast, looking better than every fantasy I’ve ever had of her.
I reach down to pluck up one of the loose feathers from the broken mattress and drag it between her breasts, making another shiver travel down her skin. “If I were an artist, I’d paint you just like this.”
She laughs, the sound like music to my ears, and I can’t help but swoop down to swallow it up. She moans into my mouth as my tongue dips in, at the same time that I slip my other hand between her thighs to find what’s waiting for me.
Heat.
Delicious, sinful, wet heat. Another groan escapes me, and I grow impossibly harder in my pants. Auren is going to bring me to my knees. But who would complain with a view like this?
“You’re already wet for me,” I say against her lips before I kiss my way down her throat. I want to take her. Hard, slow, fast, lying down, against a wall, I don’t fucking care. I just want to make her mine.
She lets out a noise low in her throat. “Slade, please.”
“Please, what?”
Her eyes flutter. “Are you going to make me say it?”
A grin takes over my face. “Yep.”
“Don’t be an ass.”
I shrug. “I want you writhing. I want your blissful moans in my ear. But I also want that pretty mouth to whisper the wicked words I want to hear.”
“You’re very demanding.”
“I warned you.”
She hums in consideration and then shocks the hell out of me by suddenly bringing one of her ribbons up to my pants. But she doesn’t just have it undo the button. No, she makes the damn thing as sharp as a razor and cuts the button clear off. Then my pants are being tugged off without hesitation, and my hard coc
k springs out.
I guess I’m not the only demanding one.
Auren’s breath seems to stick to her throat as she takes me in. She sits up to get a better look, and with a nibble to her lip, she reaches forward. Looking up at me through her lashes with adorable apprehension, she then closes her fingers around me.
“Fuck.” I drop my head back and let out a groan. Her touch is like being caught in the sweetest snare.
Her grip is light and experimental at first, but then she seems to gather her courage and starts to work my length, fist tightening.
“You’re so thick that my fingers almost can’t close all the way around you,” she says breathily, eyes locked on my dick. Any other time, I’d let her touch to her heart’s content, but not now. I’m too impatient, too hungry for her.
Without warning, I clamp around her wrist and then push her back on the slanted bed. An oomph escapes her as I pin her hands above her head.
Golden eyes look up at me in surprise. “Hey! I wasn’t done touching you.”
My lips lift at her sass. “You’re done.” I lean in and drag my mouth against her neck, wishing I was in my other form so my fangs could scrape against her sensitive skin. “Come on, Auren. I want to hear you tell me that you want my cock buried inside of you.”
Her aura flares with heat. It’s a challenge and we both know it. One last chance to back out. “Great Divine, that mouth of yours,” she chastises.
My lips spread into a wolfish grin. “You’ll like this mouth plenty when I lick your clit until you scream.”
Her eyes dilate, breath quickening. “I want to feel you.”
“Want to feel me what?” I coax, pressing my cock between her legs, making a shudder travel down her body as her own wetness coats my length. She tries to move her hand out of my hold, but I keep her still as I drag against her once more, her face the perfect picture of sexual frustration. “I’ll give you what you want as soon as you say it. Be specific.”
“Fine,” she huffs on a rasp, looking pissed, but she can’t fool me. Her aura gives her away, just like the blush on her cheeks and the quick pulse of her neck. She likes being teased. And she likes my dirty talk even more. “I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to fuck me hard, I want you to bury your cock in my—”
Before she can finish her sentence, my hips punch up, and I surge into her with one hard thrust.
“Oh, goddess…” She cries out, spine arching, head thrown back, while I get damn tunnel vision because being inside her is fucking sublime.
A ground-out noise drags up my throat, and it’s all I can do to not spill inside her right here and now. Her cunt squeezes my cock like she was made for me, so tight that I have to grind my teeth to keep from fucking into her like a madman. I probably should’ve gone slower, but I just couldn’t wait another second to be sheathed in her heat.
I force myself to stay still, to let her body get used to me so I don’t hurt her. But she clearly has other ideas, because she starts to gyrate her hips. “Stop that, I’m letting you adjust,” I reprimand playfully, leaning down to run my mouth over her breasts, tongue flicking out to lap at her peaked nipple.
“I’m adjusted,” she pants out, making me chuckle. “I want more. I need you to move.”
I need to move too. Having her pinned like this, her body hugging my cock, is enough to make me lose my mind. But I want her to lose hers too. “Look at you, you’ve had my cock for two seconds, and you’re already begging for more.”
Her scowl is damned adorable.
I grab her thigh and hook it around my waist, right where I like it.
“Move,” she urges, lifting her hips up again.
“I’m enjoying the view.”
Smirking at the impatient frown on her face, I take my time to stroke behind her leg and then travel up the curve of her ass, loving the way it feels in my palm as I squeeze it. I use my hold to tip her hips up slightly, and then I drag my length out of her before slowly pushing back in, her frown morphing from one of frustration to pleasure.
“Yes...” she whimpers.
I do it again, but this time, I drive in so hard I make her body slide up the bed. Her ribbons shoot up to curl around the bedposts, and they go firm to hold her in place.
I can feel my eyes practically light up. “Oh, the things I’m going to do with those ribbons...”
Her tongue darts out to lick her lips like the idea excites her, and I lean down to nip at it, punching my hips forward with another deep thrust that makes her gasp. “You like the sound of that?” I love the way her cheeks flush, the way her eyes dilate. I’m going to make it my personal mission to bring that blush of heat over her as many times as I possibly can.
“Y-yes.”
“Good.”
Another hard thrust, but her body doesn’t move away this time, not with the way her ribbons hold her in place. Both of my hands grip her hips, tilting her up to the perfect angle.
The second she’s where I want her, I drag my cock out and start fucking her harder, relishing in the way her breasts bounce with every drive of my hips, at the look on her face as I drive into her. She begins to writhe beneath me, her back arching up in a bended beg, and I’m all too happy to oblige her.
My head dips down to lick a line over the slope of her breasts, and a little mewl escapes past her plush lips. “I’m going to fuck these too. Spill my seed on you, mark you as mine everywhere.”
“Oh, gods, I need...”
“What do you need, Auren?” I say against her breast before giving the other one just as much attention. Her nipples are darker, almost bronze, the tight tips practically begging for my touch. I flick my tongue over it, promising myself I’m going to taste every inch of her. Take her as many times as I can before the sun dawns.
“Faster,” she begs. “Harder. Make me feel good.”
“You want to come, baby?”
Her eyes flare at the endearment. “Yes.”
“You want me to fuck you hard and fast while my fingers play with your clit?”
“Yes!” she cries out with wanton restlessness.
I reach down and pick her up, her ribbons instantly giving me the slack I require as I reposition us on the broken bed. She’s on my lap before she can blink, and I lift her by her waist, dragging her up my cock and then slamming her back down.
“Fuck!” The curse flies from her mouth, and her hands perch on my shoulders, little nails digging into my skin. I hope she leaves a mark, makes little crescents of claim all over my back.
I grip her hair and pull her face back to look at me, her hooded eyes dragging open with effort. “When you called me by my name for the first time, all I could think was that I wanted to hear you say it while I was buried deep inside of you.”
Her exhale stutters out, body quivering.
“That’s right,” I nod as I lift and lower her body over me again and again until both of us are panting, the cusp of pleasure dragging us upward. “I want to hear you scream my name while this perfect pussy squeezes my cock and milks me dry.”
Her eyes fall closed. “Oh goddess... Please, please, please!”
My resolve snaps.
Whatever control I’d had left unleashes with her chanted plea. As quick as a blink, I have her pinned to the bed again, and I start to power into her like a male possessed, and then I well and truly start to fuck her.
I slip my hand between us to play with her clit, and she jerks so hard she nearly comes up off the bed.
“Oh my…” She starts to moan unintelligibly, head whipping left and right, ribbons tangling in the sheets.
“Take the pleasure I give you, Auren.”
The sounds our bodies make together is the dirtiest song I’ve ever heard. Moans, skin against skin, a bed creaking in protest. All while her delectable body gives me everything I ever wanted and more.
My fingers pluck and circle and stroke as I watch her, note every movement that makes her pussy flutt
er. I want to learn her, I want to know every trick, every spot, every move that will make her body sing for me.
And sing she does.
“Yes, yes. Don’t stop,” she begs, and I lean down to take her mouth as I drive into her, because I want all of her, every fucking part.
When she whimpers against my lips, I drag my mouth down her neck to the sensitive flesh beneath her ear. “Do you feel how tight you are around me? Do you feel how hard I’m fucking you?” I say, lips skimming over her flushed skin. “I’m going to have you again and again and again. I will learn every inch of your body, drive you to pleasure, and then do it all over again.”
“Oh...”
My hand doesn’t relent as I pinch and play with her nub, and I feel her wetness coating me. I drive my cock into her faster and harder, my circling strokes on her clit an unrelenting demand to see her fall apart.
I feel her pussy tighten, feel her whole damn body go tense, and I know she’s right there. I use my other hand to tip her hips up even more, earning a mewl. “That’s right, baby. Come for me. I want you to finally unravel.”
She curses, eyes clamped shut, breasts bouncing, looking beautifully wanton, and then her aura surges with light. That’s all the warning I get before she screams out my name, pussy squeezing me as tight as a vise. “Slade!”
My name on her lips in the throes of her orgasm is enough to tip me right over the edge with her. My cock pulses, and then I’m exploding inside of her. I come so hard I damn well almost black out. “Fuck.”
The collision of our shared pleasure encompasses all the pent-up attraction, all the push and pull we’ve had since we met. She is so damn perfect that even while I’m buried inside of her, I still want more. I want everything, just like I told her.
The pleasure stretches on, my thrusts gone ragged, each drag slower than the last, because I don’t want this to end. I want her right here against me, want to feel her perfect pussy clamp on my cock as she wraps her arms around my neck.
Her body shudders, lips letting out a small, blissful noise, and my chest goes tight. For a second, we just look at each other, breaths panting, skin slick.
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