Page 58 of Vayn

His shadows jerked. Their growls reverberated against my lady parts, making me cum again. How the fuck was this possible? I cried out. Rage jerked his mouth from my breast to catch my cry in a fierce kiss. He kissed me as my second orgasm rocked me. He kissed me until my body finally stopped shaking.

He kissed me until the other shadows moved away from me and collapsed onto the bed, spent. Then and only then did he remove his mouth from mine. He peered down at me as I struggled to catch my breath. The way he was looking at me almost brought tears to my eyes. Love. His eyes were filled with love.

“Destiny Porter, you were worth waiting for,” he whispered.

Then he, too, collapsed next to me, spent. The proof of the pleasure they’d felt was warm against my belly. My gaze moved to Vayn, who was climbing off the bed. Dread moved to where Vayn had been and laid down. Dread smiled up at me, his chest rising and falling rapidly. My shadows were also trying to catch their breaths.

“You ready for me now?” Vayn asked, pulling my attention to him.

He was kneeling between my legs, cock still hard and ready.

“But...” I started. “But you just came.”

He grinned. “They just came, love. I’m just getting started.”

Oh. My. Fucking. Gosh. Could my pussy handle Vayn and his shadows? I was starting to rethink this. But I reminded myself that I was a bad chick. I could handle however much tongue and dick my mates threw at me.

“I’m ready,” I declared to Vayn and myself.

“Let me check,” he said, lying down between my legs.

The first swipe of his tongue against my flesh had me lifting my body toward his mouth. The second swipe had me moaning his name. By the third swipe, I was fully aroused and begging him to take me. But did he listen? No. He continued devouring me, tonguing me down so good that I almost pushed his head away.

Even a bad chick could only take so much. Vayn gripped my thighs and pulled me closer to his mouth, holding me in a grip that said he wasn’t letting me go until he tasted my cum. Who was I to deny my mate what he craved?

Like the good little mate I was, I fisted the sheets and moaned his name over and over as his tongue took me to heights I’d never dreamed of journeying to. The shadows had been perfect. But Vayn was on a whole other level. I never knew pleasure like this existed. Tears dripped from the corners of my eyes as he devoured me, drinking down my essence.

I closed my eyes as my body shuddered violently, cumming again. Before I could stop coming, he released me and switched positions. He shoved into my heat while my pussy was still convulsing from the orgasm his tongue had delivered. The moment he slid into me, I cried out, blinded by the pleasure, aroused by the feel of him stretching me far beyond what my kitty was used to.

“Vayn,” I cried out.

He lowered his chest to mine, causing the cum that coated my belly to smear into my flesh and his. Neither of us cared. I wrapped my legs around him, causing him to sink deeper into me. I gasped, knowing no one had ever gone that deep before. His hands slid underneath me, one kneading my ass and holding my lower body closer to his, the other gripping my hair.

I was at the mercy of my mate as he pounded me. All I could do was lie there and take it. And take it I did. Staring up at the ceiling, I groaned and clawed at his back as he fucked me senseless. When his fangs sank into my throat, marking me, I came again. I’d drank from him. He’d drank from me.

Our bond was locked into place, sealing our fate. We were officially mated. And it was a bond no one could shake nor break. I was his, and he was mine for as long as this world existed. Even death couldn’t part us. He sealed my puncture wounds and then raised his head to stare down at me.

His gaze was teary when he growled, “Thank you for loving me and for letting me love you, mate.”

Before I could thank him in return, he claimed my lips. I threaded my fingers through his hair as I returned the kiss, pouring all the love I felt for him and his shadows into the act. I wanted him to know that I loved and needed him just as much as he loved and needed me. I’d been alone for so long.

He’d brought an end to that. I now had a family to call my own. This male had filled every wish on my list and some I hadn’t thought to add. I would tell him that soon. For now, I reveled in the taste of his tongue and the feel of his cock throbbing inside of me as he fucked me. Around us, his shadows began groaning.

“Fuck,” Vayn said, pulling away from my lips. “Hold it,” he told his shadows. “I’m not ready to cum.”

I smiled. His shadows were growing aroused again, and it was doubling the feeling he was experiencing. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold out. He lowered his forehead to mine.

“I love you,” he whispered, voice hoarse. “I love you so fucking much.”

He slammed into me with a force that caused the bed to rock. It was a thrust that sent me spiraling again. And again, I was coming. How was that fucking possible? My walls clenched his length, milking him. He roared as his orgasm hit him, causing his back to bow. Hot cum shot into me, filling me and dripping from me as he continued thrusting into my depths.

The bed shook as his shadows jerked, caught up in our orgasm. Together, we all rode the wave of pleasure, allowing it to toss us around like a boat caught in a raging storm. Our groans echoed through the room until, finally, the wave washed us to shore, and our bodies ceased jerking.

Our stuttered breaths were the only sound to be heard as we all fought to breathe normally again. Vayn rested his head in the crook of my neck, holding me close as aftershocks of our explosive orgasm rocked his body. My body felt like jelly. I couldn’t move. All I could do was lie there as my pussy quivered every now and then, causing him and his shadows to groan when it did.

I felt his juices leaking from me, but his cock was still semi-hard inside me. Seconds turned to minutes as we lay there, unmoving. Then his cock slid from me. Even that elicited a gasp from me. Everything this male did felt good. He lifted up to stare down at me. I smiled. My mouth was the only part of me I could move.

“We’ve made a mess,” he mused.