Page 193 of Remnants: Disruption
“Fuck me with your fingers, too,” she groans, and I catch a view of her back arching, both of her hands kneading at her breasts. “God, Arya, I need you inside me.”
I let out a growl that feels downright animalistic before sliding a finger into soaking wet flesh. Her walls flutter and contract, the added stimulation drenching my mouth in fluid.
“Another, please, you feel so—“ She screams out a string of words that sound like they’re from another millennia. “Fuck!”
She bucks against my mouth, and I barely ride the movements as I insert another finger. I curl against her front walls, roughly brushing at the sensitive flesh.
“God,” she cries again, her voice pitching higher than it usually does. “God, fuck! Fuck! I’m—”
She lets out a keening sob before bucking against my hand and face. I suck at her clit with as much as I can give, thrusting two fingers at a rhythmless pace.
“Don’t—” she pants. “Don’t stop—”
I glance up to see Cass’ mouth locked in a silent scream, eyes screwed tight.
Then her body falls slack, legs flopping onto the bed. Her hands scrabble for the back of my head and she tugs me by the half-done braid.
Her lips meet mine. She tastes so fucking good, I can’t help the loosed sob. Cass’ labored breathing is only interrupted by the slight twitching and jumping of her abdomen.
“You—” she breaths, parting our lips. “You are everything.”
“Do you—” I let out a laughing scream as she spins us both—the apparent laxity in her body clearly a ruse.
“I am going to ravish you,” she breathes and I see the gentle red hue before feeling the strong binds wrap around my ankles and wrists. “And I want to hear you scream.”
She straddles my hips, pressing her soaked center against mine. She reaches fingers between us, spreading her lips—and then mine. The contact sends a shudder of pleasure up my spine, spurred on by the gorgeous body over me.
“Oh my—” I huff out as she grinds against me. The red lightning mark undulates with her body, rippling and dancing like a living bolt. It, too, glows a soft red.
My head hits the bed, back arching. Her gyrating get stronger and faster. Her body is like tight iron between my thighs, rocking with frenzied movements that I can’t follow.
“Fuck,” I let out in a cry. “Fuck, Cass—”
Between half-closed, blurred eyes I can see her wide, vampiric grin. Her incisors gleam in the red light glowing from the binds at my wrists.
“Bite me,” I let out in a whine.
“Are you sure?” she whispers, her face closer than it had been before. She’s so fast.
“Please,” my voice cracks with the way her spiced scent reaches my nose, her wetness spreading on my stomach. “God, please.”
Her lips press against my jugular. I feel the way her body curls up mine, her slick flesh still firmly against my own.
She rocks once, electing a soft gasp from deep inside my chest before teeth plunge into my neck.
The effect is immediate.
“Fuck!” I scream, voice hoarse. My back arches as pure ecstasy floods my mind.
Bright lights flash behind my eyelids and my abdomen flexes almost painfully.
My jaw locks in a silent scream as whatever is in her fangs continues into my bloodstream. Vibrations of her humming against my skin feel like deep laughter as fluid drips down my thighs.
I ride out my orgasm as Cass applies gentle fingers to my sensitive clit.
She pulls back a little, and her tongue runs the length of my neck. “Good girl,” she whispers. “You are all mine—forever.”
I nod mutely as the binds evaporate. She rolls off me and onto the bedding beside me. Her strong arms wrap around my torso, pulling me against her.
