Page 114 of The Never List
His eyes are wide and calculating, and his intense power thrashes around the two of us, almost like he’s lost control of it.
“You didn’t leave.” He murmurs the words.
I blink up at him.
“When my father offered you an out…” He wets his lips. “It would’ve been so easy toleave.”
I scrunch my brow. “Nothing about leaving any of you would be easy.”
He blinks before something clicks in his eyes. Then his mouth is on mine, stealing my breath as he snakes his arms around my hips, bringing our bodies flush.
“You opened your mind to me,” he says against my mouth. I fist his shirt, heat from his kiss storming my blood. “I want you to do it again.”
I feel his presence there, that warmth with a little more bite, a little more hunger. “Yes,” I say, more than ready to let him in.
“If it’s too much—”
“It won’t be,” I cut him off, moaning as he slides his powerful hands over my ass.
“If it is, darling, I need you to say so. I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop once we’ve started.”
“I don’t want you to stop, Pierce. I’ve wanted you from the second you opened your mouth at the Choosing. Please,” I practically beg.
“Darling.”He tilts my head to kiss me at a deeper angle.
Every nerve in my body comes alive with his kiss, some piece of myself unlocked with the taste of him. And thenhis presence slides into my opened mind, his energy curling around every inch of me, inside and out.
Pleasure floods me in warm waves, and then Pierce breaks our kiss, taking a few steps back. I whimper at the loss of contact, but it turns into a moan as I feel his energy teasing every inch of my skin as if it were his fingers.
Goddess, I can’t even move beyond arching into the phantom touch.
I bring my eyes to his, my breaths shaky as he holds me there, suspending and aching with just the power of his mind.
And that’s when I realize: Pierce is puppeteering me to his liking.
And goddess save me, I love the way he pulls the strings.
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Sliding into Rylee’s mind is as easy as breathing—she’s opened that much for me. I don’t know if that makes her incredibly brave and trusting or dangerously reckless, but I’m dying to find out.
I’m theirs.The words she so confidently expressed to my father earlier this evening ring out in my own mind. She meant it, too. With every fiber of her being, she meant it. And now, all those luscious fibers are mine to play with.
My eyes skim her body, which looks gorgeous in my fellow Legends’ colors of red and blue. I’ve seen her in emerald, too, and I’m certain there isn’t a color she can’t pull off. But right now, I want her naked.
Half a thought, and her clothes dissolve from her body, the soft ash caressing her skin on the way down. Her gasp of surprise is delightful.
“Rylee,” I say, stunned at the sight of her. She’s all luscious skin, long legs, and supple breasts. I want to taste every curve she has, want to unravel every piece of her until she’s a limp, sated bundle in my arms.
“You…” I groan at the way she’s reacting to my mental touch, to my powers caressing and teasing her body. I can feel her desire flickering against every sensory receptorI possess, like little flames dancing on my skin. She’s not afraid—I hold her entire being in my power’s grip, and she’s not afraid.
“Me, what?” She’s breathless, already riding that sweet edge of pleasure with every twist of my power inside her. I seek out the spots that cause her to moan and stroke the sparkling blooms, increasing the mental pressure there.
Her eyes are on me as I slowly approach her. Her sexy black heels are all I’ve left her wearing, and they dangle just above the floor where I hold her. I unbutton my sleeves, rolling them up to my elbows as I stop in front of her.
“You’re flirting with the edge of release,” I say, my tone low between us. “I can feel the tension winding up inside you with every subtle flick of my power. Like this…” I roll my energy inside her, and she whimpers, her head leaning back. “Look at me, darling,” I say, and her head dips forward. I mentally lift her to my eye level, gently gripping her chin. “You’re mine now.” She shivers at my words. “Your mind, body, and heart belong to me. So,” I say, smiling as I tease her mouth with my tongue, “do what I say andcome.”
