Page 43 of Heartless Souls


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Once my eyes hit his, he slowly lifts his hands to my thighs, dragging his fingertips over my skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake as my back arches of its own accord. He hasn’t even touched me where I need him most and I’m practically putty in his hands.

When his hands finally reach the apex of my thighs, teasing at the lace material covering my pussy, he pauses, taunting me with a growing grin on his face. “I’m going to make you come all over my face now, Harm.”

My mouth forms the perfect O in surprise, but before I can utter a single word in response, he’s tearing at the lace of my panties, exposing my core and running his tongue over my seam.

“Ah.” My moan is a garbled grunt at best as my head falls back and my mouth falls open.

Talon drags my hips forward so I’m hanging off the edge of the vanity, clinging to the countertop like my life depends on it while he draws circles around my clit with his tongue.

With the way he has me positioned, my thighs begin to tremble within minutes as he teases my entrance with two fingers. It’s not like last time, with Malik. The worry is no longer there, but the wonder I felt is heightened now that I know what can come from their touch.

I look down with hooded eyes to see Talon kiss my clit with a feather-like touch before he leans back to look up at me, thrusting his fingers deep into my core and making me cry out with pleasure.

I’m his to play with, his to tease, his to consume and he knows it, loves it, craves it as much as I do.

A grunt falls from his mouth before he places all his focus on my pussy, using his tongue and fingers with precision to bring me to the edge quicker than I thought was possible.

“Shit, Talon,” I gasp, struggling to remain propped up as my thighs tighten around his head, desperate to keep him there forever as he heats my body with such simple touches.

“Come for me, Harm. Your moans don’t give me what I want, no matter how good they are to hear. What I need is your pleasure on my tongue.”

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

“Talon.” His name falls from my lips like a prayer as my body hears his command and complies without any further prompt. My orgasm starts at my toes, tearing through my body with purpose until every nerve ending inside of me is frazzled with pleasure from his touch.

Panting for breath, I pry my eyes open, not recalling they were closed as I look at Talon still trapped between my thighs. Slowly spreading my legs, I find him grinning up at me wickedly and I smirk lazily in response.

We both know he could have escaped my needy grasp if he wanted to, but that wasn’t on the agenda for him. Not with the way he drags his tongue over his already-damp lips.

He looks delicious on his knees in only a pair of shorts, staring up at me like I hang the stars.

Panic kicks in as he rises to his feet in front of me. “I need more, Talon.”

His hands brace the vanity on either side of me, his eyes running over the length of me once more before he runs a finger over the outline of my bra covering the swell of my breasts. “I can’t give you more without you understanding what that means, Harm.”

That’s when I see the small flicker of doubt in his eyes, like he thinks I’m only here for a good time not a long time. Is everything completely on the table with the four of us right now? No, definitely not. Is there still much more to be said and done? One hundred percent. Does that change that I am theirs and they are mine? Not in the slightest.

With my thoughts swirling in my head, I press my hands against his bare chest, nudging him back a step, and he takes it, brows knitted together with a hint of confusion as he goes. When there’s enough room for me to drop down from the vanity, I place my feet on the tiled floor, giving my wobbly legs a second to adjust to my weight.

Keeping my eyes fixed on him, I reach behind me, unclasping the final piece of material that clings to my skin, hiding me from him.

“I know what it means, Talon. I’ve always known what it means, even when I didn’t know our souls were involved. I’ve wanted you all forever, no one else, no one ever. Which is exactly why I never offered myself to another single person.”

It’s his turn to stare at me with heated eyes, shoulders rising and falling harshly with each breath he takes. I know without a shadow of a doubt that he loves the fact there’s never been another. I wanted to see that knowledge wash over each of them as I told them, and the power that ripples through my veins, knowing they want to claim me just as much as I want to be claimed has me ready to explode once more.

“There’s no going back, Harm.”

I tilt my head to the side, looking him dead in the eyes as I try to understand why he’s practically repeating himself. I know what this means and I’m all in, completely here in the present willing to figure this shit out.

“I assumed that when you took me.” My response doesn’t seem to calm him. If anything, it makes a drop of anger burn in his eyes as he rakes his fingers through his hair in frustration.

“No. Fuck the deal, Harmonia. That’s not what—”

I lift my hand, directing my magic toward him as I freeze him mid-sentence. He looks like the perfect image for a steamy book cover. With his hand in his hair, arm bent back as he looks deep into my eyes with his valley to Heaven on full display. The only thing spoiling it is the irritation that quickly takes over his expression, causing his eyes to darken for an entirely different reason. But this is my show now.

“I know, Talon. I know.” My words make little difference, his body rigid under the control of my magic as he glares at me. “Now, my words don’t seem to be getting through that thick skull of yours, so I think some actions are in order. Am I right?” Before he gets a chance to even consider an answer, I wave my hand between us, continuing anyway. “Nod if you give me consent.”

Concentrating on him for a second, I focus on easing the magic around his face. He works his jaw over before talking through gritted teeth. “Consent for what?”

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