“Callum,” I whimper. “Fuck me. Please.”
Callum crouches to his knees. There’s a hunger in his eyes, one of a starving man. “Not until I’ve had a taste.”
The first stroke of his tongue has my back bowing in ecstasy, crying his name.
“Fuck, Elia,” Callum groans between strokes. “Your taste is addicting, like sunshine itself.”
He slowly thrusts one finger into me, then two. I release a sound that’s halfway between a cry and a grunt.
“That’s right, Siren.”
When a third finger enters, I’m on the brink of shattering into a million pieces. And when he curls his fingers and sucks hard on my clit, I do.
My release feels like the explosion that shook the ship earlier, blasting me apart. I’m breathing heavily now, seeing stars under my eyelids.
“That’s my good girl,” Callum murmurs, voice heavy. My wetness coats his face, and I sit up to pull his lips to mine, tasting myself on him.
“You like the way you taste?”
I nod, giving him a slow last lick of his lips before I release him.
A guttural sound escapes his lips. “You’re going to be the death of me, Siren. One I’ll happily enjoy.”
He lifts me and places my back against the pillows on the headboard.
“You sure you want to do this?” The hunger is still deep in his eyes, andmy core aches again, as if it hasn’t already had its release once.
“Please,” I beg.
Callum crawls to me across the bed. He grabs one of my feet, and places a small kiss on the top. He moves to my ankle, placing another featherlight kiss. I rub my thighs together, watching as Callum trails light kisses on every part of my body.
He’s reached my breasts and slowly teases my aching nipple with his tongue.
“Soft?” He trails his tongue around my tightened bud slowly.
“Or hard?” Callum moves to my other breast and tugs my nipple with his teeth.
“What?” I’m having trouble focusing on his words, too lost in the sensations happening across my body.
“Do you want me to take you soft or hard?”
His question shoots heat straight to my already pulsing core, toes curling.
I need Callum to know that I’m all in, for every side of him. That I want every side of him.
“Hard,” I order breathlessly.
With one effortless move, he flips me over so I’m on my hands and knees.
“As you wish, Siren.”
He presses down slightly on my upper back, positioning me so my chest is flat against the bed, ass exposed in the air.
Callum kneels behind me and rubs the head of his cock in between my wet folds.
“Last chance, Elia. Once I have you, I won’t let you go.”
This is what I’ve always wanted. This complete dedication and commitment to me. I believe Callum’s declaration, and I don’t want to be alone anymore.
