She smiled against my lips. “That’s the plan.”
I couldn’t wait another second. I needed to taste her, all of her. I flipped our positions, pressing her back against the loveseat cushions. I kissed my way down her body—her neck, her collarbone, the valley between her breasts, her stomach—until I reached the apex of her thighs.
“Theo,” she whined, her eyes wide and luminous in the firelight as I settled between her legs.
I spread her thighs wider, exposing her completely. She was already glistening with desire, and the sight made my mouth water. I held her eyes as I lowered my head and gave her one long, slow lick from entrance to clit.
She cursed under her breath, eyes falling closed as her back arched off the loveseat, a keening cry escaping her lips as her hands flew to my hair, gripping the strands almost painfully.
“Oh my god—” she gasped, her thighs trembling on either side of my head.
I devoured her, my tongue circling her clit before dipping lower to taste her slickness. She was divine—sweet and tangy and utterly addictive. I slid one finger inside her, then two,curling them to find that spot that made her writhe and moan my name like a bloody prayer.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, her hips rocking against my mouth, fucking my face like she couldn’t get enough. “Please, Theo, don’t stop.”
I had no intention of stopping. I sealed my lips around her clit and sucked hard, my fingers working in rhythm with my tongue until I felt her inner walls begin to pulse. Her thighs clamped around my head as she came with a scream that echoed off the tower walls, her entire body shaking with the force of her release.
Before she could recover, I surged up and positioned myself at her entrance. Our eyes locked, and in that moment of perfect connection, I pushed inside her in one smooth thrust.
“Fuck—” we both cried out in unison.
She was impossibly tight and hot around me, her body still pulsing from her orgasm. I stilled for a moment, fighting for control, not wanting this to end too soon. But Jupiter had other ideas. She wrapped her legs around my waist and dug her heels into my lower back, urging me to move.
“Hard,” she demanded, her nails raking down my back. “I need you to fuck me hard.”
Her words shattered my restraint. I withdrew almost completely before slamming back into her, setting a brutal pace that had the loveseat creaking beneath us. The room filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin.
“You feel so fucking good,” I groaned, my hips pistoning relentlessly.
Jupiter matched me thrust for thrust, her body rising to meet mine, taking everything I gave her and demanding more. Her eyes glowed with power, starlight bleeding into her irises as her magic responded to her hunger.
“Harder, Theo—Oh god?—”
I went harder, faster, deeper, until we were slick with sweat, ruining her shower in the best way. I fucked her into the cushions as she moaned my name, and thought to myself how I’d never,everfelt this kind of pleasure in my life. Pleasure so achingly delicious that my eyes watered.
Without breaking our connection, I slid my arms beneath her and stood, lifting her effortlessly. She clung to me, her legs locked around my waist, arms around my neck as I carried her to the bed. I laid her down on the soft mattress and immediately covered her body with mine, driving back into her pussy. I captured her mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing her moans as our bodies moved together perfectly.
“Theo,” she panted, breaking the kiss. “I’m fucking close. So close.”
I reached between us, my thumb finding her clit and circling it in time with my thrusts. “Come for me again, love. Coat my cock until we’re dripping.”
She closed her eyes and moaned, her whole body locking up as she came hard. I couldn’t hold back any longer. My own release barreled through me like a freight train, but I didn’t stop moving, didn’t stop fucking her.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, her nails digging crescents into my shoulders. “Please don’t stop. I need more. I need?—”
I kept thrusting, my cock still rock-hard despite my release, driven by a primal need to claim her completely. Sweat slicked our bodies as we moved together, the bed frame hitting the wall with each powerful thrust.
“Mine,” I growled against her throat, not even recognizing my own voice. “You’re mine.” I fucked her harder, deeper, losing myself in the perfect heat of her body.
When her third orgasm approached, I felt it building in the trembling of her thighs, the tightening of her muscles. I slowedmy pace, grinding against her rather than thrusting, wanting to draw out her pleasure.
“Look at me,” I commanded softly.
Her eyes met mine. Fuck she was beautiful. The most beautiful woman I’d ever bloody seen, and she was looking at me like she wanted to devour me. I came again hard, pouring everything I had into her as she shattered around me, her inner walls milking me dry.
We collapsed together onto the mattress, our bodies still intertwined, both of us panting heavily, my heart thundering against my ribcage as I held her close. Slowly, gently, I pressed my lips to hers in a tender kiss. When I finally pulled out of her, I rolled onto my back, still struggling to catch my breath. The ceiling above us swirled slightly, my vision not quite steady. I felt her shift beside me, rolling onto her stomach, her face turned toward me. Her black hair was a wild, silky tangle around her shoulders, and I’d never seen anything more gorgeous.
I turned onto my side and gently ran my fingertips along her arm, tracing invisible patterns across her shoulder and down the smooth expanse of her back. Her tattooed skin was like satin beneath my touch, still flushed and warm.
