Chosen Fool (Forever Evermore #5)(103)

My body swayed, but he held on tight, stumbling with me. “You are drunk.”

“So are you,” he mumbled, tilting his head back and grinning sloppily before downing the rest of his drink with one hand. His other warm palm was on my hip, keeping me close. Uncaring, he dropped his bottle on the ground when he finished it.

In a rush, he bent and his mouth was on mine.

I stilled for all of a heartbeat, my vision blurry as my head spun.

Then it was spinning for a whole different, pleasant reason, rather than because of the splendid alcohol I had consumed. His lips were the softest I had ever felt, full and supple, yet dominating in attention. I pressed harder against them, groaning quietly. Vibrations tickled my lips as he moaned. His tongue darted out, slick and hot against my bottom lip. I swayed from drink and allure, and I opened for him, my own glass dropping to the floor. I fisted my hands in the softest curls imaginable, but oddly he didn’t dip his tongue inside my mouth. He merely continued to outline my lips, then he stroked my lips with his—with skill.

It was heaven in an embrace.

We started moving, my feet stumbling backward as he pushed us through the groping crowd. His mouth never left mine. Our lips meshed damn perfectly, a seamless, uncanny fit. His hands were running down to grip my ass hard, both of us moaning as we relocated. Panting against his mouth, I mumbled, “Where are we going?”

“To the room I’m staying in with my friend,” he slurred, his right arm wrapping around my waist.

Eyes closed, I managed to wobble my head in acceptance, stroking his lips greedily.

Why the hell not?

If I was stuck in this blasted time, I was going to have some fun.

Real fun. Fucking finally.

No consequences. No reasoning.

And he, the man with the f*cking body from paradise, was going to give it to me.

Stumbling through the dark hallways of the club, we exited a back door into a brightly lit hallway. The abrupt, glaring light made me squint, and I kept my eyes shut against the heinous shine. He lifted me straight off my feet and we banged against a door across the hallway.

He cursed quietly, releasing one of his arms that he had around my waist, and a second later the door against my back opened. We were inside a dark hotel room. He slammed the door closed behind us, setting me on my feet. Our motions became blurry again, fumbling with each other’s clothing as he walked me backward, each of us trying to undo buttons and zippers until we finally reached another door.

Our hands were still busy tearing off each other’s clothes.

Our masks disappeared in the blackness.

Dizzy, and both of us blessedly naked, I grunted as we fell sideways against a wall, his weight heavy against my smaller frame. He turned us and lifted me, pressing my back against the wall. My legs automatically hooked around his lean waist. Vision was all but impossible in here, and I shouted when his hand went between my legs, two fingers instantly sliding between my folds.

With complete dominance, he bit my neck roughly.

My vision dimmed further, carnal pleasure evaporating the world around me.

His talented fingers rubbed from my core to my clit, playing with me.

I was suddenly on my hands and knees on the bed next to us, unsure how it happened. His heated body pressed against me from behind and his cock was shoving into me.

His cock was…big.

There was no other word for it as he stretched me completely full, past full. The feeling was not exactly one of pleasure. I shouted, dropping my head onto a pillow as he groaned long, the sound deep and purr-like. His fingers were digging into my hips while his own hips pulled back.

Without mercy, he drove his hips forward.

He passed my virginal barrier and buried himself deep inside me. He filled me painfully as his long, thick cock stretched my channel to its limits. With a choked scream caught in my throat, he stilled behind me. My muscles strained as my fingers dug into the soft mattress under me. Shallow, heavy panting was all I could hear for a few beats behind me.

His voice was guttural. “Virgin.”

“Not so much now.” I was trembling. “You’re f*cking huge.”

He grunted, his large palms running gently down my hips, petting me.

With alcohol coursing through my system, time slowed. He started a relaxed rhythm behind me, a gentle coaxing as his cock pulled in and out of me, rubbing against my channel’s wet walls in a gentle glide. Slow and steady. Working my body to accommodate his size.

When the pain finally subsided, I demanded, “More. Give me more.”

“Fuck yes,” he murmured quietly on a moan, our breathing escalating as he pumped in and out of me. His rhythm increased until I was screaming under him, his hand fisting in my hair and yanking me up. My back slammed against his chest. One of his bulging arms gripped me around the waist, and his other hand slid down, his fingers delving to my clit. I jolted against him, but he held my hair tight. His teeth landed on my ear, nibbling softly. “You must be abnormally weak because you didn’t buck earlier, so I’m going to taste you.” I was confused, but his slick tongue pressed inside my mouth, stroking against mine sensually.

I was lost in carnal bliss. I could kiss this man forever.

His fingers stroked faster below and his cock pumped inside my tight channel.

We groaned as we, indeed, tasted each other.

A unique forest scent, like the scent before a rainfall and spiced with evergreen, wafted on the air. The scent was his, his smell of arousal, and it was a subtle scent that tickled my nose past the alcohol. I was confused for a second. In the club I had thought him a water Elemental, not an earth Elemental, but it must have been my glowing eyes that had reflected on his hair, making it appear blue instead of green. But it didn’t matter as our tongues slid against each other with insatiable hunger, perfectly in sync and making me quiver against him.