Page 29 of This Wicked Curse


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I smile down at her and a wave of lust rolls through our bond. “I know...”

“Be gentle with me.”

“I will. As much as I can be.”

Her hands tighten in my hair, and she arches into me, guiding my mouth back to her throat. My hands explore, lifting her gown until it’s bunched above her tits. I pull her up off the bed just enough to yank the stain over her head.

“You’re so godsdamn beautiful, Scarlet... and all mine.” She sucks in a sharp breath, but she doesn’t protest when I lower my head again, cupping her breast in my hand. “Mine to touch,” I breathe, and her eyes darken.

Need spills through our bond. Something about my voice... That’s what she said earlier, but she forgot to mention that it didn’t just calm her, but that it turns her on too.

“Mine to please,” I say, kissing the valley between her breasts. “Mine to make scream my name while you come...” I groan, sitting back to take in the sight of her. “I’ve been dreaming of that sound since I laid eyes on you.”

Heat pools low in my gut, but Scarlet blushes and averts her gaze, likely unused to admiration. I cup her cheek, forcing her to meet my gaze. “Look at me, Scarlet.”

A shiver rakes through her, and she stares up at me, full lips parted. I bend my head and kiss her, slow and deep. Her hands roam over my shoulders and back, gently scratching my skin. I moan against her lips, desire burning hot in my veins.

Breaking the kiss, I travel lower, kneading her breasts one by one and teasing her nipples into peaks. She arches into my touch, hands fisting the sheets.

“Sebastian—”

“Shh.” I kiss my way down her stomach and settle between her legs. “Just feel, Scarlet.” Biting the inside of her thigh, I chuckle when she jolts. “Do it for me.”

And then I taste her.

Her hips buck at the first lash of my tongue, and I wonder if she’s ever had anyone ravish her this way. She’s not a virgin. She told me that much and that only one man has ever been here, but have they done this?

She cries out, back arching off the bed as I swirl and flick. I devour the most intimate part of her, drunk on the scent and taste of her pleasure, and driven by the need to claim her in the most primal way possible.

I won’t stop until she comes apart for me. Slipping my hands under Scarlet’s thighs, I tilt her hips up for better access. Her hands fist my hair like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer.

As her thighs tremble in my hands. She’s close, so fucking close I can feel her muscles tense and coil. I can taste it on my tongue. With a low moan, Scarlet shatters. Her back bows, hips jerking against my mouth as she rides out the waves of pleasure. I don’t stop, drawing out her climax until her head falls back against the bed, and her chest heaves.

Only then do I raise my head, lips, and chin glistening with the evidence of her release. Scarlet blinks at me through half-lidded eyes, cheeks flushed, and mouth parted. She looks thoroughly sated, but I can still feel her desire burning in my veins. It mixes with my own, and I can’t wait any longer.

“You’re not done yet,” I say, voice low with need. I climb up her body and settle between her thighs, the head of my cock nudging at her entrance. Her eyes widen, pupils blown with lust. “Are you ready?”

Her slight nod is the only answer I need. With a groan, I thrust into her and we both cry out. The blood bond flares to life, stronger than ever, until the pleasure nearly becomes euphoric. It’s... otherworldly.

Scarlet won’t be able to know this drug-like state since she refused the oath, but fuck... Zephyr understated what this felt like. Maybe that’s because his is a true mate bond where ours is magically induced, but I don’t care. Nothing and no one will ever compare to this, not anymore. Our desire spins through me on loop and I bury my face into the crook of her neck, inhaling lavender as I try to steady myself.

After a moment, I push up, dusting the stray hair from Scarlet’s face. “You fit me so perfectly.”

I kiss her lips, long and deep as I start to move. She moans against my lips and my eyes roll back into my head. Fuck, I could suffocate on those noises...

“More,” she whispers, lifting her hips to take her pleasure.

“You want me to make you scream, little lamb? To ruin you for anyone else.” The challenge in her eyes, the emotion roiling through the bond says yes, but I want to hear her say it.

“Please,” she breathes, and I straighten, gripping her hips as I drive into her. She cries out, fisting the bedding as her eyes close and her head falls back. Those perfect pink lips of hers part on a moan and I grit my teeth, biting my tongue between them to keep from coming right here and now.

“Come for me, Scarlet. Show me how pretty you are when you fall apart.” Angling my hips, I hit that spot deep within her. She shudders, inner walls clenching down on me until it’s nearly impossible for me to move. With a sharp cry, Scarlet comes undone, convulsing around me. She doesn’t hold back, either, letting her moans ring out in the air. A part of me wants to smother them, to keep them for me and only me, and the other wants to try to make her come louder.

My name is on her lips as she comes down and I slam home hard. The slap of our bodies fills my ears as I take what’s mine, and I chase my own release.

Scarlet looks up at me, those bright hazel eyes locked on mine from beneath her long, dark lashes. The sight sends me tumbling over the edge after her, pleasure exploding through me as I bury myself deep within her dripping core and empty myself with a groan.

Catching my breath, I bend to kiss her, mustering up the energy to move. I want this moment to last, to savor it. She holds me to her chest and I nuzzle her throat, pressing soft pecks against her fluttering pulse.

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