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I sink my teeth into my bottom lip as he pulls his hand away from my throat to grip a handful of my hair. He’s definitely fucking me now—a primal being dominating what’s his, and, my word, it’s the best dick I’ve ever had.
He doesn’t slow down until I hear him growl the words, “Oh, Willow.Fuck, I’m coming, baby.”
Just when I think he won’t have the restraint to pull out, he does, and his hot cum spills onto my lower back. I sigh, collapsing onto my belly as he groans and shudders with his release. I glance over my shoulder and he has his dick clutched in hand, pearly streaks dripping from the tip.
I have to brace myself at the sight of it because even after his release, his semi-hardness is massive. Sure, he felt big in my hand, and yes, he filled me up like never before, butseeingit brings forth a unique awareness. For a moment I can’t believe something so big was inside of me. Is that how all the men in Vakeeli are? Violent, darker, broodier, and…bigger?
“Turn over,” he commands after wiping his cum off my back with a towel.
“What?”
“Turn onto your back.”
“I thought we were finished.”
He cocks a brow. “Didyoufinish?”
I start to tell him no, but he grabs my hips and drags me toward the edge of the bed. To his knees he drops, and he glideshis tongue through the lips of my pussy before sealing his mouth to my clit.
“Oh, my—”
I can’t even finish my sentence. This man is just…oh my goodness.What kind of man is he, and how did I get so lucky?
He licks my clit, sucking away at it with dire need like his only priority is pleasing me. His eyes flicker up to mine, and they glaze over as he groans and buries his face deeper, like I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted. And I watch him do this to me, a rush of coolness sweeping through me, fusing with a pleasurable heat—an icy-hot combination that’s indescribable butoh-so-good.
“Oh, Caz!” I cry.Oh, I’m gonna come.
Come.
His voice makes me detonate. I rock my hips against his mouth, clutch a handful of his hair, arch my back, and come.
A loud cry breaks out of me, my body shattering into a million shards as he groans between my legs, drinking me all in.
When I look down, his cool gaze is on mine, and he’s clearly pleased with what he’s accomplished. His eyes are filled with pride, confidence, and a smidge of arrogance. “There,” he says. “Nowyou’re finished.”
When he lets me go, my legs drop, and my feet hit the wooden floorboards. He steps away, using his thumb to wipe the edge of his bottom lip.
We stare at each other, breathing raggedly, the energy between us charged and palpable. It fills the room, striking every nerve in my body.
I don’t know what comes over me—whether it’s my insane attraction to him, our Tether, or a combination of both—but when I stand, I throw my arms around his neck, drag him back to bed, and one word runs through my brain as I kiss him.
Again.
Sixty-Six
CAZ
We’ve fuckedthree more times, and I’m still insatiable. I don’t know what it is about her that has me craving more, but when I had that first taste, I knew it wouldn’t come close to being enough. She’s so tight and wet, and the sounds that dispense from her body when I’m inside her…fuck. They’re everything.
I’ve had to put up my mind’s wall so she can’t hear any more of what I’m thinking about her. I’m afraid if she hears too much, she’ll assume I’m some sex-crazed lunatic. But that’s not true. I’ve never craved sex like this before. Hell, I’ve hardly ever really enjoyed it. With the others, I’d have to get myself drunk enough to stand it, and I’d double up on red pills, just so their touch wouldn’t bother me. Fortunately, my dick doesn’t mind the pleasure or touch it receives. It’s just the rest of me that doesn’t like being touched, which makes enjoying sex virtually impossible for me unless I’m intoxicated.
But it’s not like that with Willow. There’s something about her hands, her touch, her body. The voluptuous curve of her hips, the dimples in her thighs. Her full breasts and the way theybounce, her dark-brown nipples that peak to perfection when she’s close. It awakes everything inside me—every atom, every blood cell, every single strand of my DNA. It’s all connected to hers, and I have her. Fuck, do I have her.
We’re lying in the bed, and she’s in my arms. Her head is on my chest, a foreign affection to me, but it feels nice. She tried getting up once, thinking she was overwhelming me with her touch, but I held on to her. I don’t want her going anywhere. Hell, I don’t ever want to leave this cabin again, but I’m aware it’s an unrealistic thought.
There’s one small window next to the bed, no curtain. It’s dark outside, the moon beaming into the cabin between thick branches of the forest. Moonlight bathes her skin and mine. We’re a beautiful mixture, light and dark. Crème and cocoa.
Willow draws in a deep breath and exhales, and I glance down. I try listening to her thoughts, but I can’t hear them. My brows dip. Ican’thear her. That’s a first.
