Page 29 of Heartless Souls


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“Please, Malik,” I beg, finally relenting after what feels like eternity, and his name on my lips seems to pull him from his mind. A curse falls from his mouth as he retreats from my core, grabbing my thighs and pulling me toward him with determination.

With my legs firmly wrapped around his waist, my shoulders still against the mattress, I look up at him with wide eyes, pleasure rippling through my veins at the way he handles me. Despite his need to protect me, he doesn’t handle me like I’m made of porcelain and I love it. Fuck, I crave it.

“Your last five minutes as a virgin are going to be spent with you coming on my tongue, then I’m going to claim it, claim you, and burn the world to the ground with us.” His words leave me speechless, but I don’t get a moment to consider a response before he’s grabbing my thighs and lifting my pussy higher in the air. I squeal in surprise before his mouth joins me halfway, lavishing at my clit with purpose as my squeal turns to groans of pleasure.

My knuckles are white, my fingers clutching the sheets so tight I’m sure I’m going to tear them all to shreds. The louder I get, the more determined his moves become until I’m a panting mess writhing beneath him. I’m coiled tight, my body ready to detonate, and I’m more than willing to tumble over the edge with the feelings vibrating through me.

As he thrusts his fingers into my core and rakes his teeth over my sensitive nub at the same time, I don’t have to wait a second longer to feel my body climax. I can’t hear anything, I can’t see anything, I can’t feel anything but the explosive pleasure rippling from my center.

I’ve never orgasmed at the touch of another before, and it’s not the same as bringing yourself to the edge. Not even a little bit. I can hear my pulse ringing in my ears as I come down from the almighty high, but before I can sob with euphoria, I feel Malik lower my ass to the bed.

Peering up at him, my hands still clenched in the sheets, I watch as he snaps his fingers, making his boxers disappear and revealing the thick length that they were concealing. My jaw falls loose, my mind going into overdrive trying to figure out how we’re going to make this work, but with the same breath, my body pleads for him desperately.

“I’m going to make sure it doesn’t hurt you, Mona. I promise.”

I nod eagerly, trusting in his every word as he moves to hover over me. Our lips meet again, the urgency not quite as brutal as he offers me languid kisses at the same time he caresses my skin.

My hands lift to cup his face, my body almost becoming frenzied with how much I need him right now. It’s like he can sense it too, because a moment later I feel his cock press against my core. Nerves threaten to creep up my spine, but it’s like my soul is consuming my entire body, relaxing me as my thighs widen slightly to accommodate him more.

His thumb brushes against my clit, making me groan into his mouth as he nudges into my core a little. I brace for the pain, but his hand moves from my clit to my lower stomach, where heat radiates from his palm at the same time he pushes all the way inside of me.

I gasp for breath, not from pain or discomfort, but from the raw sensation of how full I feel with him seated inside of me. I gasp, my lips slipping from his as I tilt my head to look into his eyes.

His pupils are as blown as I imagine mine are, his muscles coiled with tension that I want to alleviate. “If your hand is making this less painful for me, then please fuck me. I’m okay, or okay as I can be without you taking me,” I ramble, unshed tears welling in my eyes.

With his hand still placed against my stomach, he slowly retreats, but this time he slams back into me with purpose, a cry of pleasure bursting past my lips as he does it again and again, setting my body on fire with his touch.

I feel nothing but pleasure, my core clenching around him with every thrust as my entire body screams for release again. “Please, Malik. Please.”

I have no idea what I’m pleading for, but it’s like he knows exactly what it is I want. Moving his hand from my stomach, he grips my hips and slams into me, unrelenting, and I watch in awe as his eyes turn white.

I’m breathless. I’m exploding. I’m his.

Wave after wave of pleasure washes over me as I feel my magic rise to the surface, like it’s touching his in the most sensual of ways, guiding me over the edge even more intensely than before.

Feeling him release inside me, it’s like my body is whole, my heart full and my soul… sealed.

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