Page 72 of Slashers & Secrets


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I let out a moan, my hands going to the back of his head, fingers burrowing into his hair. He groans, the humming of his throat zinging through my sensitive flesh. He releases my breast with a pop, and, lowering himself, he drags his hands to the button of my pants, and the sound of the zipper is loud in the quiet forest. I glance over my shoulder, worried someone is watching us, but there’s no one.

An anticipatory shiver works through me as he pulls my pants down my legs. Grabbing my leg, he lifts it, tugging my pants over my foot, and then he goes to the next leg, doing the same. Tilting his head back, his dark eyes gaze up at me. They see through me.

He grabs my legs, hauling them over his shoulders, until I’m sitting on top of him, and I lean back, my spine grinding against the tree trunk.

His eyes narrow as he leans forward, brushing against my panties. He inhales, nudging my clit with his nose. “How badly do you want me right now, baby Lake?”

My eyes settle closed, and I let out a moan.

His fingers slide forward, and he curls one under the fabric of my panties, pulling them aside. I can feel how wet I am as the air caresses my folds, and he lets out a groan.

“You’re drenched, Lake. I know you fucking want me. Just tell me what I want to hear.”

He doesn’t deserve my words, not after he left me.

His fingers grip my thighs, prints embedding into my skin. He stares up at me, and the moon glints off his eyes. Though Reign has always been a little mysterious, he’s always been open with me.

Even now, that hasn’t changed.

I can see the emotion in his eyes. The guys have always cared for me, but there’s something different about Reign and me.

He bleeds for me. I bleed for him.

How do you protect yourself from the one person you don’t want to be without?

“Tell me you want me, Lakyn,” he commands, his voice a rasp against my skin. With my panties pulled aside, he gives a slight swipe of his tongue, enough for fireworks to bolt through my body, and I can do nothing but let out a groan as he tastes my arousal.

He pulls back, and the words drip out of my mouth like an elixir.

“I want you, Reign. I’ve always wanted you.”

He lets out a growl, feral and vicious. Diving forward, his tongue lashes against my clit, flattening as he swipes between my folds. I grind against his face, my mind forgetting about our past, and how I’ve been shattered from his words and actions. The only thing that’s on my mind is getting more of him.All of him.

He licks me until my thighs tremble on his shoulders, quaking so violently I’m worried I’ll fall off. But he keeps me pinned against the tree, his hair falling over his face as he ravishes me.

Then as he hollows out his cheeks, his tongue flicking against my clit, I skyrocket, my body bursting like a firework, my orgasm washing over me like a never-ending tidal wave.

‘That’s it, baby Lake,” he murmurs against my wetness. He lifts me, dropping me into his arms. My legs wrap around his waist, delirious on pleasure. Head bobbing to the side, I burrow my face into the crook of his neck.

I listen as the button on his pants pops open, and he lowers his zipper, before he’s shimmying them down his waist with one hand. I keep hold of him, my arms cinched around his shoulders.

“I’m the only one made for you, Lakyn. Don’t ever forget it,” he rasps, before his hips shift forward, and he enters me. I can feel the pinch of his cock as he stretches my walls. Wiggling against him, I adjust to his length and size. It feels so perfect as he molds into me, securing myself against him.

He straightens, pinning me against the tree, his hand going to my jaw as he stares into my eyes.

“You know what we are, Lakyn. You know what we’ve always been.”

I nod, too high on him to fight against the truths. I can’t hide from him. Can’t hide from the way he makes me feel.

If there’s only one person made for another, Reign would be the one made for me.

He’s worth breaking for.

I grip him as he curls his fingers in my hair, squeezing tightly as he brushes his forehead against mine. His eyes darken, and my breath catches in my chest at the way his eyes bore into mine.

Like I’m the only one in his world.

He grinds his hips forward, holding me hostage against the tree. His thrusts pick up, and my nails dig into his shoulders as I meet him thrust for thrust.

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