Page 62 of Sweet Vengeance


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They slammed into each other, kissing hard. They stumbled to the bed, landing on top of it, still kissing. Malachi got rid of their clothes with a flick of his wrist.

“Fuck.” Joy gasped, squirming on top of him. “It’s so hot when you do that.”

“I know,” he said, grinning, eyesglittering.

“Shut up and kiss me.”

They got lost in each other’s lips. Joy rocked on top of him, thighs spread, her cunt gliding along the length of his dick, growing warmer and wetter the longer they kissed. It was so sexy how arousing she found kissing, which made him find it arousing in turn.

When she sat up, reaching for his dick, he stopped her, a flush in his cheeks.

“I want you inside me,” he whispered.

Joy practically melted. “Of course, darling,” she murmured.

Another flick of his wrist, and the lube and her dick—she’d had him make a magical one for her in the same shade of his skin; she’d thought it wasfitting, which made Malachi laugh—appeared by her bent knee. She picked up the lubeandadjusted her position, moving until she was kneeling on the bed, his thighs spread over her lap. She drenched her hand in sticky wetness, then pressed her fingers against his rim.

Malachi moaned, arching into her touch. It shouldn’t be different, he knew, but to himit was. When Joy pushed her fingers into him, her eyes locked on his,it shouldn’t have made Malachi burn; it shouldn’t have made him feel—every single time—like he was being claimed in the most intimate way possible.

“Okay?” she whispered,thrustingthree fingers into him at once, knowing he could take it.

“I love you,” he moaned, gripping the sheets, tears filling his eyes.

Joy smiled, her eyes filled with emotion. “I love you, too.”

Malachi’s soft sighs and moans were the loudest sounds in the room, over the lewd, wet thrusts of her fingers inside him. His dick was straining, flushed dark and leaking trails of white onto his belly.

Joy curled her fingers. Malachi’s hips jolted, his dick pulsing.

“Please.” He was close already, but he wanted to come with her inside him.

“Yeah? Are you ready for me, big boy?”

He met her eyes, his own heavy-lidded. “Fuck me. Please.”

Joy groaned, sliding her fingers out with a wet squelch. She pressed the flat end of the dick between her legs, groaning, thick thighs shaking as the magic took hold, wrapping around her cunt and sucking at her clit like a mouth.

“Jesus,” she gasped, curling in on herself for a moment as the sensations wrecked her like they did every time. “Holy fucking shit.”

Her right hand went underneath his thigh, lifting his left leg higher, the other holding her dick and aiming it at his entrance.

“I love you,” she said, then thrust into him.

Malachi arched with a sharp cry. His wings flared wide behind him. Joy didn’t give him a moment to adjust, rocking into him immediately, her hands gripping his thighs, her hips rolling sexily.

“Fuck, Joy. I love you. I love you.” She felt so good inside him, filling him up like this; he never wanted it to end.

“Fuck.” Joy panted, pumping into him harder, faster, her hips tilted at the perfect angle that had the head of her length hitting the right spot over and over again. Malachi fisted the sheets, crying out each time she filled him.

“Touch yourself for me, darling,” she commanded. “Let me see you come.”

Malachi whimpered. The moment he had a hand on himself, he was gone, crying out and coming all over his fist, clenching greedily around the hardness inside him.

Joy fell on top of him, kissing him harshly as her thrusts lost all sense of rhythm. “Who do you belong to?” she asked between kisses, her hands moving up to grip his horns, her eyes burning.

“You,” Malachi said with all the conviction he felt, gasping with each stuttered grind into him, his arms wrapping around her. “Oh fuck—you, you, you.”

“You’remine.”She growled as she came, sobbing on top of him, her hips grinding hard into him, riding the orgasm out.

Her spoken claim made the bond in his chest thrum hard, and Malachi cried out as he lost control, his wings beating hard, lifting them high off the mattress. His body locked up as he experienced a mirroring orgasm, his dick aching with it.

Joy laughed when they landed back on the mattress with an undignified thump. She pressed a kiss into his jaw, melting on top of him, struggling to catch her breath.

“And I’m yours.” She sighed. In a moment, Malachi knew she would be fast asleep.

He smiled as he closed his eyes, his arms tightening around her. It felt good to be home.

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