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With tight strokes I lash her clit with my tongue, and she falls apart, spasming around my fingers, her entire body bucking against me.
She screams my name to the Heavens, but I don’t fucking stop. I continue to fuck her with my fingers, ignoring her attempts to push my head from between her legs. Her cum coats my hand as I suck her clit back into my mouth, and this time I bite down, giving her a taste of pain, and she fucking breaks.
I lean back, watching her eyes roll to the back of her head and her mouth drop open on a silent scream as I fuck her abused cunt though another orgasm.
“Oh, God. Declan,” she pants, her body shivering as I slip my fingers from her core.
“I’m here, M’fhíorghrá.” I grip her chin, forcing her to meet my gaze. “Open that dirty mouth and receive the sacrament of your new Savior. Taste how sweet you get for me.”
Like the sinner she is, Eve opens her mouth.
“Stick out your tongue.”
She does as I ask and I push my fingers into her greedy mouth. She gags as they hit the back of her throat, but I leave them there, letting her choke on her own cum as tears fall down her cheeks.
She’s never looked more beautiful.
“That’s a good girl.” I ease them out of her, painting the sign of a cross on her forehead with her own saliva.
Eve groans, reaching for my belt, but I back up, putting myself just out of reach. There’s no way I’d last if she put her hands on me, and I’m not coming unless it’s deep inside her tight cunt.
She’s my destruction, my salvation, and I intend to ruin us both before the sun comes up.
CHAPTER TEN
EVE
Declan takes a step back after giving me two of the most mind-blowing orgasms of my life. His brown eyes are dark, almost black. His hair is wild, his mouth is damp with my arousal, and he still looks starved, wild, feral.
He looks every bit of his nickname—the Devil.
I open my mouth to protest the distance separating us, but he raises a finger and flicks open the top button of his dress shirt. And then the second. And then the third.
This is wrong, so wrong.
He’s got one thing right though—I am a sinner. A dirty, dirty sinner.
I want to be ruined.
Corrupted.
I want to find my voice so I can live again.
I really should feel bad about the years I’ve wasted here, trying to assimilate into a place I never really belonged, but I can’t, not when it brought us back together again. Even if it’s just this one night, it’s given me some of the forgiveness I spent so long trying to find.
He didn’t know I was here. He didn’t know about the baby. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.
My parents are the ones that separated us, that lied. I don’t need their forgiveness.
Declan shoulders off his shirt and tosses it to the floor. My breath catches in my throat as I take in his sculpted chest and abs. He’s broader now, more muscular, and his torso is littered with scars and tattoos, none of which were there four years ago.
I drink him in with my gaze, my hand going to the rosary, clasping it tightly as my thighs squeeze together and my nipples ache.
He quirks a brow as his hands go to his belt, undoing the buckle, the top button of his pants, and finally working down the zipper. “Such a greedy little sinner you are. Are you hungry for my cock, Eve?”
“Declan.” I drop the cross, leaning forward to get a better look at the tiny pale lines decorating his chest. “Those scars…”
“Are a story for another day,” he says, removing the rest of his clothes, leaving him standing naked before me. He quickly grabs a condom from his pants pocket, tearing the wrapper, and rolling it on his thick erection. “Right now I need you to lie down on the altar and offer yourself up as the ultimate sacrifice, the ultimate feast.”
