Dark Fates (A Paranormal Anthology)(33)

Asim’s eyes widened as he heard Tariq’s jackal’s warning, and he left the chamber dripping wet, the showerheads still running.

“He saw me naked.” Eden gripped Tariq’s biceps, her hands not meeting around the thick muscle.

He glanced down at her. “He saw you with me.”

She raised a brow, and her embarrassment seemed to fade as a sly expression passed over her face. He loved that look, the one she wore when she wanted to teach him a lesson.

He faltered. One she wore? How would he know that when he’d only just met her? The more he considered that question, the more he realized something didn’t make sense. He knew her, the way a man knows the woman who dwells in his heart. The heart he didn’t have…

“Tariq?”

He shook off his disquiet. “You look hungry, Eden.” As hungry as he’d been for answers…before getting inside her. “Come. Let me feed you.”

She glanced down to see him gripping his still-hard cock.

“Again?”

“I’m nowhere near done with you.” As an Elite, Tariq had appetites beyond that of a normal warrior. He could take days to satisfy his lusts, especially if in a mating frenzy, something he’d heard about but had never experienced himself.

“So you want to feed me?” She stroked his arm, her gaze locked to his straining shaft.

“Yes.” He pulled her with him into the hot water, where Asim had been, wanting to follow the trail of water down her belly to her slick core. “I would also taste you. I find I am starving for all of you.”

He just stared at her, feeling so much desire for this mortal female. She surprised him by throwing herself into his arms and kissing him, gripping him by the neck to pull herself up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She rubbing over his thick cock until the tip of him slipped inside her.

The heat around his dick, the pure pleasure, stole his breath. But Tariq refused to let her take charge, not when he had other plans.

He reluctantly eased her off him and set her on her feet, smiling at her mew of disappointment. Then he bathed her with soap and oils, slicking her down. The feel of her curves under his large palms aroused them both. Her slick lips parted on the whisper of his name, and the heat in her eyes nearly undid him. Eden was all that was strength, so feminine, so mysterious, and by the gods, she seemed to want him.

He had to taste her. Right now. He dropped to his knees, feeling the heat of water raining over them both as he drew her flesh into his mouth. She cried out as he learned her. He teethed and sucked, adding fingers in all manner of places. With a shudder, she seized and flooded his mouth with her sweet pleasure. Tariq was so hard he ached.

He gave her clit one more kiss and rose on unsteady legs. “Truly, you taste like ambrosia.”

She gave him a sleepy smile. “Let’s see how good you taste.”

“Yes.” He cupped her wet head and kissed her before she pulled back and went to her knees.

As she lowered, his balls drew close, and his cock jerked when her breath fanned over him. Better than anything he’d ever known, having her suppliant before him as she worshipped him…with her mouth.

At her urging, he spread his legs wider then watched as she sucked his balls and rubbed them while she stared up at him. Even when she took the tip of his cockhead into her mouth, she kept her gaze on his.

He shuddered and gripped the back of her head, holding her in place while she bobbed over him, taking more and more of his cock as she sucked and licked him toward his own rising climax.

He’d never seen anything more beautiful. Not even the presence of the others gathering in the bathing chamber could stop his enjoyment. Their presence pleased him because he took her in front of witnesses, staking his claim. He moaned her name, stroked her hair, her cheek, as watched her suck him.

“Yes, that’s it. Swallow my seed.”

He heard the harsh breathing of his friends, saw their sexual desire as they watched Eden loving him.

Even when Hasani dropped to pleasure Asim, and the others touched one another, sharing in the sexual enthrallment, Tariq kept his attention on Eden.

His rush to orgasm swelled, and he urged her to take more of him as his need increased. She gagged but moved past her reflex and suddenly took him to the back of her throat while she cupped his sac. He swore as he came, loving her moans and how she stroked his thighs.

Such a huge catharsis, a sharing of pleasure, but he wasn’t finished. She rose to her feet and stared in shock at his dick.

“But you just came.”

“And I’ll keep coming until I’m done with you.” Done marking you as mine. Instincts long dormant surged to life. “Once more, sweet. I promise, you’ll love this.” He ran his hands down her waist and pulled her closer, palming her ass and pulling her cheeks apart so he could touch her hot hole.

Her eyes widened. “I, well, you’re big. And I’ve never…”

“Oh yes,” he rasped, imagining how she would feel.

He turned her around and spread her feet wide then braced her to lean away from the wall, thrusting her ass out, an offering to her lover.

Behind him, he heard muffled moans and one or two grunts of release as his men shared pleasure.

The jackal was pleased, needing the joining witnessed by the pack. Tariq shook his head, not sure when he’d started to lose control of his thoughts.