Page 55 of Sugar Rush


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"You're here with your mates. We're in the devil's castle."

"I—I need to—"

Dev. I needed to see Dev, to look at him and convince myself he was still breathing. I'd been away too long;what had I been thinking?Anything could have happened without me at his side—

I started to shake, my hands trembling beyond my control. Arkan and Taj reached for me through our bonds, and Joseph pulled me into him, brushing a kiss over my hair.

But X didn't move. I'd lurched upright, I'd probably cried out or made a sound andhe hadn't moved.

"X isn't—he isn't moving," I rasped, my throat closed up.

"No," Arkan hissed, launching across the bed in a cluster of shadows and landing at the other side of the mattress. He reached for X and blew out a rough breath, his body corporeal again.

"He's breathing, and his heart's beating—slowly. But he's unconscious."

A small sound escaped my throat; my eyes stung viciously. But X was alive, he wasalive.

Arkan looked across X's body and met my eyes. "For whatever reason, he can't feed from anyone else. Maybe because you're his mate, the desire is stronger. I don't know."

My blood went cold at those three last words. So I forced my breathing to even and nodded. "I know. And who cares why? We can help him heal.Ican help him heal. But—fuck—I don't think I can stand anything rough or hard right now."

Arkan's eyes softened; he reached across to caress my cheek. "We'll be gentle, princess."

And now there was a lump in my throat. Great.1

I nodded, blinking fast. "Joseph, can we…?"

Ugh, my voice was thick and clogged with emotion. Nothing that involved the wordcloggedwas sexy.

"If you want," I added quickly. "I know everything's a mess."

I knowI'ma mess.

Joseph turned my face to his, his fingers a brush of cold on my jaw. "I want you, Sweetness. I will always want to feel your body scald mine, to hear your gasps and groans in my ears, to feel your pussy squeeze my cock when you come. Being with you is pure heaven."

I leaned into his touch, heat moving in a gradual, sensual path down my body, waking up all my sensitive areas. Clever bastard, working me up with his words.

Not that I wasn’t already drenched thanks to the lust magic drowning the air around us.

"Here," he murmured, pulling me on top of him, my legs on either side of his. He rolled us, pressing me beneath him, and reached between us to push down his boxers and glide inside me.

"Fuck, that was smooth," I laughed, sinking my fingers into his hair and pulling him into a slow, sucking kiss as I stretched around his giant cock. The temperature drove me crazy; I felt every single place he stroked with an acute sensitivity.

He didn't immediately draw out and slam back inside; he stroked my body as we kissed, grinding in patient, loving circles. My body caught fire slowly, each stroke making me hotter, slicker.

I held onto why we were doing this, but also gave Joseph all my focus. It was the least he deserved, my sweet reaper. I clung to him, arching up as we kissed, his cool skin caressing mine when he began to move inside me.

I was close enough to see the exact moment that black spread from his pupils, darkening his eyes, and my breath caught when his skull mask flickered across half his face. Brown skin turned to bone, making me clench around him, the innate danger he presented spiking my pleasure with a tremor of nerves.

It was a perfect drug, knowing he could end me in a heartbeat but feeling utterly safe under him.

"You feel so good," he groaned, grunting deep in his throat when I throbbed again, my pussy clinging to his cock. "So fucking warm, so wet."

I shuddered as he stared at me, black eyes intent. He gyrated his hips until he found the angle that made my eyes roll back, a wicked smile crossing his face.

"Good, mate?"

"Fuck," I panted, wrapping my legs around him and clutching him closer. "So good."

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