Quickly, he shifted himself up a little, positioning me directly between his thighs. After pulling his thumb out of my mouth, he moved his hand to my hair and wrapped his fingers into my curls, smoothing it out of my face. “Move at your own pace,” he instructed, and nerves blossomed like butterflies in my stomach.
After taking a long breath, I positioned his already-hardened length against my lips. It gave me an odd sense of control, and our tether blazed from our skin touching for so long. It drew me to him, and I opened my mouth, tasting him for the first time. I let him slide against my tongue, andTristan’s groan made the pulse between my thighs turn into an aching throb as he kept a firm grip on my hair.
Once I lowered my head far enough, the back of my throat flexed in a gag, and Tristan’s body practically fell back into the bed.
“Gods, Morrigan… I take back what I said. I’m not going to last very long with your mouth on me like that…”
The praise behind that statement made me giddy inside, and I pulled my head back, sucking and licking, continuing the movements until I found a steady rhythm. I didn’t know how, but I lost myself within it—the taste of him. You would think that he’d taste of skin and sweat, but to me, he tasted of everything my body needed and craved. That cord between us hummed in my chest, and my body was on fire. I wassupposedto be here… with him. I didn’t know how I knew that, but I did. The stars led us here—a fate somehow written before either of us were even born.
“Fuck,” Tristan cursed under his breath as I licked up his shaft. “That feels so good.”
I couldn’t stop the tiny moan that left my throat, vibrating around him, and I found my hips rising in the air, begging for some kind of touch.
Suddenly, the air around us thickened, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Tristan eyeing me curiously. Along his chest, the markings began to pour out their darkness—thick shadows, and mist that slid down his skin like black vines. My heart fluttered as I felt something touch my ankles.
When I moved to lift my head from Tristan, his fingers gripped me tighter, making my scalp burn a little as he brought me back to his length. The strange sensation slid up my calves, lightly caressing my thighs, and I sucked in a breath as I released Tristan from my mouth.
The shadows paused, frozen still, and I could feel the wetness between my thighs from the anticipation alone.
“Do you trust me?” he asked, his voice shaky and filled with desire. Even his cheeks were red now. But even as he held my head in place, there was such tenderness to his touch.
“Yes.”
As his eyes watched mine, one of Tristan’s shadows slid against me, pushing against my slick center, and I slumped against his hold. The misty vines kept my hips up, and Tristan’s hand still held my head. With his other hand, he caressed my cheek. “I can feel it, you know… Everything they touch…”
Another one of his shadows moved around my inner thigh, slowly creeping to my entrance, and a needy whimper slipped between my lips.
“Are youthatwet for me, Morrigan?” he asked. Even his voice had deepened, filled with the same ache that had my chest tightening into a ball. “Open your mouth again.”
I mindlessly followed him, parting my lips just as he pressed the tip of his length against me. Once he slid across my tongue, I felt the tendril of darkness slide inside of me. My moan came out muffled and silenced as he moved my head up and down, taking over for me as he pleasured me with his shadows.
I didn’t understand what I was feeling. They weren’t… solid, but I could feel them inside me. They teased my center, sliding along the sensitive bundle of nerves and causing my legs to tremble.
Tristan cursed again, his hips rising to meet my mouth with each thrust. “Does that feel good, Morrigan? Getting fucked by my shadows?”
The dirty words spewing from his mouth gave my body a rush of euphoria, and the misty vines moved faster, pushing deeper… I couldn’t last any longer.
I’m… I’m going to…I couldn’t even form my thoughts properly.
“Come for me, Morrigan,” he panted. “I want you covered in my darkness.”
I was thrown overboard, my body exploding with so much pleasure that I wanted to scream. And as I finished, I felt warm liquid spurt onto my tongue. My eyes went wide for a moment.
“Shit! I’m sorry. I couldn’t… I felt you tighten around me and I…”
Ignoring his worried apologies, I tipped my head back and swallowed before licking my lips for any drops that had fallen. Tristan eyed me with wonder, and his mouth parted as I moved up his body, shivering a little when his shadows slid out of me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, brushing his hand across my cheek and pulling me to his lips.
He kissed me feverishly, like his very life depended on it. And I was convinced that, if he released me, I might have actually died.
“I need you,” I whimpered into his lips. “I need more.”
Dropping his hands to my thighs, he dug his fingers so deep into my skin that the pain made me hiss. Then, he twisted us, repositioning our bodies so that he was on top. I almost whined when he removed his lips, but his forehead remained pressed against mine.
The energy that pulsed between us was so strong it was almost tangible—like a static in the air, igniting the space around us. So much heat transferred between our bodies that it felt like the room was on fire.
“The biggest lie they ever told you was that you were made forthem,” he whispered, shifting until I felt the tip of him press against my entrance. “My sweet, sweet Morrigan, your soul ismine.”
