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“Yes. Good.”
Chapter24
Atlas
Bianca was too close to me, but I didn’t sit back. I didn’t want to, even though I knew the consequences. I needed her. That was the real reason I’d gone to get her; not because I was going to send her far away, but because she belonged with me, here, at my side.
I said none of this aloud, of course.
“I don’t want to talk about Eugene anymore,” Bianca informed me, and I bobbed my head.
“Understood.” I didn’t, either.
The mere mention of his name was enough to start my blood boiling. I had only asked because I wanted to get an idea of how Bianca would feel if I ended up murdering him. Because that was what I fully intended to do once I located the sick bastard who had sold his precious twins and killed their mother.
Bianca inched closer to me on the sofa, her hands tentatively reaching for me as if she expected me to pull away, but I made no move. I wanted her. There was no getting around it. This wasn’t simple lust, following a horniness that was leading me to her. I needed her in a way that I had never understood before, and I couldn’t ignore it anymore.
“I’m sorry about the curse,” she went on. “As soon as Dahlia is strong enough—”
I cut her off, crushing my lips to hers before she could finish her last words, which I didn’t want to hear, anyway. Sure, I could set her and her sister up somewhere, but then I would always know where they were. Would that really make it any easier?
She pulled back, her eyes huge.
“You just said—”
Again, I silenced her, my tongue filling her mouth as I pushed my weight on top of her, settling her into the hard cushions of my couch. There was no resistance as her arms snaked up to twine through my hair. Her massive doe eyes peered up when we parted, a small nod encouraging me to continue, and I smiled tautly.
“What do you want me to do to you, Doe Eyes?”
If possible, those huge pupils grew larger, and she swallowed.
“Everything,” she whispered, surging heat through my entire body.
“Your wish is my command,” I growled, burying my face in her cheek.
Softly, surely, I laid small kisses along the tender flesh of her skin, nuzzling my nose gently along the lines of her neck and chest that I had already memorized in my mind’s eye. So many nights I’d replayed them in my head, hoping for this exact moment.
I waited for that voice of reason to come back and scream warnings, but if it did, I didn’t hear it. I was far too involved in the succulence of Bianca’s flesh to notice anything except her growing moans of pleasure, the flimsy garments she had been wearing falling to the wood floor as the fireplace crackled behind us.
She lay naked at my fingertips, beads of sweat dotting her perfect form, my tongue lapping out to taste each droplet along her perfect, slender curves. Her flesh lit up my mouth, popping against my lips to ignite me, leading me lower, deeper over the lines of her breasts. My hands worked effortlessly against the thin material of her shirt, peeling it away to reveal pink, hard nipples, ripe for my taking.
“Oh, gods,” Bianca moaned, her tone a purr, the sound only fueling my desire.
I latched onto her, sucking intensely as she yanked me deeper against her, my hardness growing uncomfortable as I ground against her leg.
Pulling up, I stared into those massive, bleary eyes and smiled, licking the sweetness of her from my mouth before continuing my journey down over her belly, tracing a line until my face found the prize between her legs. She was already sopping wet and ready for me.
I spread her as wide as she would go, relishing her gasp of pleasure as air filled her, another groan meeting my ears. I delved in deep.
She struggled to sit up and look at me.
“It’s my turn,” she tried to argue, but I ignored her, pushing her back softly with the palm of my hand.
She fell easily, her fight for show, and instantly, her creamy thighs locked around my ears. Here, her musky, sweet scent overwhelmed me, filling every part of me until I couldn’t breathe. I dove in, relishing the small shriek of surprise and pleasure out of her mouth.
“Please!” Bianca begged. “Take me—oh!”
Increasing the pressure on my tongue, my thumb plopped inside her, silencing her half-assed plea. Her nectar began to cover me as my erection grew to painful lengths. I ignored my own hardness, fixated only on Bianca’s desire, her center bucking up harder toward me until she was fully smothering me. I could barely breathe, but it didn’t matter. I would have happily died right there.
