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Now, I don’t even need pain. I just need his presence and my entire body flames back to life.
He releases my throat, and before I can protest, he settles on his knees at the foot of the bed and starts to open my legs.
They widen of their own volition as his fingers slide from my core to my inner thighs, leaving a wet trail.
I’m falling into that sensation when Jonathan’s tongue does a long swipe. My back arches off the bed as a zap of pleasure sparks down my spine.
He holds my thighs in a merciless grip as he thrusts his tongue inside me. At first, it’s slow, almost as if he’s sampling me.
I’ve never allowed anyone to go down on me. It felt too intimate and just wasn’t something I was willing to give up. Just like, before I met Jonathan, I’d never gone to my knees to suck a man off. However, Jonathan has burnt through my inhibitions one by one like it’s his God-given right.
The foreign sensation causes my lips to part in a needy whimper.
“Fuck.” His head peeks up from between my legs. “You’re the best thing I’ve tasted.”
And then he’s back to feasting on me. Gone is his unhurried pace. Jonathan thrusts in and out of me with a rhythm that liquefies my limbs. My nipples turn into hard pebbles, straining against the nightgown’s material.
I grip his hair with both hands, fingers digging into his skull as he ruthlessly devours me. There’s no other description for it. Jonathan doesn’t only eat me, he claims me. He owns my body, but he doesn’t stop there. In a way, it’s like he’s also coming after my soul.
The detonation sneaks up on me and grips me in its ruthless clutches. I brace the sheets for leverage, nails sinking into the cloth as more of my arousal coats his face.
If that bothers him, he doesn’t show it. Not one bit. Jonathan goes on and on, lapping his tongue against my most intimate part. The feel of his stubble adds friction I didn’t know would be this pleasurable. He does one long sweep from the bottom of my slit to the top, then he does it again.
He doesn’t stop until I’m a quivering mess on the bed. “Ohh…J-Jonathan… Aaah…”
My words end on a gibberish sound as I come all over his mouth. My legs are boneless and my spine tingles due to the force of my orgasm.
Jonathan climbs atop of me, his hand wrapping around my throat as his lips find mine again. It’s almost as if our mouths were never separated. This time, his tongue smears mine with my own juices.
The intimacy kills me, but it’s not only that. It’s the fact that Jonathan is kissing me without me having to somehow manipulate him into it.
It’s the fact that he ate me out even after I hurt him.
It’s all of him.
My fingers curl in his hair, gripping it as hard as he’s holding my neck.
He removes my palm, gently stroking the bandage and shaking his head. “You’ll reopen your wound.”
A sniffle tears from my throat as I murmur against his mouth, “Why would you care?”
His expression doesn’t change. “Why wouldn’t I?”
The words leave me in a haunted whisper, “Because you killed my sister.”
11
Aurora
The moment I say the words, they hang between us like the blade on a guillotine.
For a minute, I stare wild-eyed at Jonathan, not sure why I think he’ll chop my head off.
Wait. Is he going to?
His expression doesn’t change, but the lust that covered his features disappears. Instead, I’m faced with his stone-cold expression. The ruthless one.
The one meant to hurt.
