Page 46 of Whispers of Ruin
Still trapped in her haze of rapture, she stretched languidly as he pulled off her boots and pants before removing his own. Freed from its confines, his shaft stood proudly out from his body, and her mouth watered at the sight of it. It was as rigid and thick as she’d imagined, and she couldn’t stop herself from squirming at the idea of having it inside her.
Her euphoria faded as desire surged back to an all-consuming intensity that she couldn’t deny. Needing to feel all of him against her, she tugged off her shirt and undid her bra.
His eyes held hers as he settled himself between her thighs and removed her bra. Once he had her completely naked, his gaze raked her body before hungrily latching onto her breasts.
“You’re gorgeous,” he murmured, “and I’m going to owneverypart of you.”
Goose bumps broke out on her arms, and her breath hitched at his words. It was a promise she knew he would keep.
His head bent to her chest, and he claimed one of her nipples. Ready for more, Kaylia lifted her hips to him. The motion brought the head of his cock into contact with her; he pressed a little deeper, teasing her entrance but not entering.
Growing irritated by his refusal to give her what she wanted, Kaylia lifted herself further, but he still held back. Then he raised his head from her breast and reclaimed her mouth.
Brokk kissed her like it would be the last one he’d ever experience; he kissed her like she was the most desirable woman he’d ever encountered and the only one who mattered.
He kissed her as if he’d claimed her as his and she so badly wanted to be claimed by him, and feel him moving within her as he made her scream. Growing impatient, she tugged on his ears and lifted her hips to him again.
This time, he gave her what she sought and thrust forward. Him filling her created such an overwhelming sensation of rightness that she screamed against his mouth.
The awakening she started to feel on the riverbank erupted in a wave of power that shook the stacked wood around them. She barely noticed as she latched her legs around his waist and reveled in the feel of his body moving against hers.
She gave herself completely over to him as he possessed her in a way no other ever had. The memory of why she should stop this tried to surface again, but Brokk’s scent, the way he moved around her, and the enticing feel of his body sliding against hers shut out everything except for him.
Sweat slicked their bodies as she moved faster against him. She demanded all of him too as she gripped his ass and her mouth found his again.
When she felt his fangs against her lips, she didn’t recoil. Instead, curiosity made her brush them with the tip of her tongue.
She’dneverbeen with a vampire before, and she marveled at the way they extended with her ministrations. When she pushed her tongue more firmly against them, his breath sucked in when his fangs pricked her and a bead of blood formed on her tongue.
As soon as it formed, it vanished when he consumed it. Such a thing should repulse her, but she yearned for more.
Breaking the kiss, her head fell back, and she turned it to expose her vein. His mouth found her neck, and his fangs grazed her skin, but he didn’t bite.
Growing impatient, she clasped the back of his head and held it closer to make it clear what she wanted from him. “Do it.”
He stiffened, but the call of her blood must have overwhelmed him as, a second later, his fangs pierced her neck. Another burst of power erupted from her as the vampire part of him consumed her blood while the dark fae feasted on the energy their sex created.
And he wasn’t the only one strengthened by their joining. This unrestrained, gorgeous man emanated so much strength that it was impossible for her not to drink it in.
Grasping his ears, she held him against her as she whispered, “Fuck me harder.”
He bit deeper as he grasped her hips, lifted her ass off the ground, and thrust into her. His fangs retracted from her vein as any pretense of restraint between them melted away. They grasped and pulled at each other while demanding more until they both came apart with a savage cry that Brokk muffled with a kiss.
CHAPTERFORTY-FOUR
When reality settledback over her, it was a cold, monstrous beast that left her shaken while Brokk’s arms remained locked around her. The warmth he created against her back should have been uncomfortable, given the cloying humidity of the jungle, but she welcomed it… until she didn’t.
In his arms, she’d forgotten the one man who had mattered most to her. The one man she’d vowedneverto forget.
But she hadn’t thought of Fabian while allowing Brokk to sweep her up in a haze of ecstasy. She stuck her knuckles in her mouth and bit down as horror and self-hatred swamped her.
How could I have forgotten him?
But worse than that…how did I give myself more freely to Brokk, a man I haven’t known for long, than to the man I planned to bind my life to?
Sex with Fabian was always pleasurable. She’d enjoyed it, she really had, but not like she did with Brokk, and that only made her feel worse.
Yes, Brokk was part dark fae, a race known for their prowess in the bedroom, but that still didn’t explain how she’d given herself so completely to him.
