Page 102 of Veiled

But all scheming comes to an abrupt halt when I look up and see her in a matching black lace set, beckoning me to her. I know for a fact she didn’t wear that to Ghost Walking, which means she rushed in to put it on just for me.

I don’t know what I did in my past life, but the gods are either rewarding me or cursing me because there is nothing I want more than to keep this woman forever, but considering who we are and what we do, it could be a problem.

She's wrapped up like a dark gift just for me as she slides her tongue up my stomach, keeping eye contact and driving me feral.

Lifting her up against the wall, I’m not even slightly disappointed when I get the chance to tear her panties off. Every dirty thought from this morning has come rushing back, and I need to be sheathed in her more than I need air.

Her hot, velvety cunt welcomes me home as I drive deep into her in one motion. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

Pain and pleasure mix as she rakes her nails down my back.

"Fuck yes, Ana," I groan as I start ruthlessly bouncing her on my cock. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s breaking skin right now; hell, I hope she is.

“Mark me, show everyone who I belong to.”

Her nails dig in deeper, and she fights to make her voice clear while I increase my speed, “No one should need to see my marks to know you’re Mine.”

“That’s right.”

Thrust.

“I’m.

Thrust.

“All”

Thrust.

“Yours”

I pull her hair back and bite her shoulder as I bottom out in her again. No amount of music could drown out her moaning.

“You like that?” I ask, knowing she hasn’t caught her breath yet.

She nods.

“I need your words, or I’m going to have to do it again.”

She still doesn’t speak, daring me to do it by simply rolling her hips back into me. I give her everything I have.

She’s kissing and biting my neck and chest as I use her ass to pull her harder onto me.

“Tell me whose you are, again. I need to hear it,” she groans.

After “I’m,” she’s already clinching the way she does when she’s getting close.

When I finish “Yours,” she is suffocating my cock with her sweet cunt.

“Please, Ace,” she begs. “Fill me with your come. I need all of it.”

I cover her mouth with my hand, and she lets out the most incredible scream, coming as I push back into her.

Then my balls are tightening, and I’m filling her just like she asked me to.

Matt, Ana, and I are waiting by my car when Sasha approaches, her face bright red as she refuses to look Ana or me in the eye.

“Ha! I knew it!” Matt barks with far too much excitement for being the guy who wasn’t having mind-blowing sex.