A Kingdom of Venom and Vows (Stars and Shadows #3)(57)

He sucked my nub back into his mouth, and I could no longer hold it back. Pleasure shot through me, pushing me over the edge, and I couldn’t look away from him as my thighs clamped around his head and my hips surged off the desk.

I ground against his mouth as my vision swirled, and he coaxed every drop of pleasure from my body.

I let my body fall back to the desk, exhaustion hitting me, but Evren stood with a growl and lifted me in his hands. My feet pressed against the cool floor, and he turned me quickly until his chest pressed against my back.

“I’m dying to be inside you.” He kissed the back of my neck gently before working his mouth along my shoulder.

“Please.” My voice was barely audible as I stared in the mirror at him standing behind me.

I could hear the rustle of fabric, him lowering his trousers, and I reached behind me and pressed my hand against his stomach.

His gaze jumped up to meet mine in the mirror, and it was filled with such darkness. His hand lifted to my neck, and I watched as his power seeped from his fingers. His fingers wrapped around the back of my neck and the black smoke surrounded his hold.

He looked so powerful standing behind me, like a god, and I would kneel before him for the rest of my life.

I would worship him unlike any god I had ever been told of before, and even then, I wasn’t sure it would be enough.

He pressed down on my neck until I was forced to bend in front of him and my elbows dug into the hard wood of the desk. He lifted my dress and groaned as I felt the cool air against my skin.

His hand slowly slid down my neck, down my spine, until it met my bottom. He rubbed gently against my skin before his fingers dug into me. He pulled my hips backward until I almost came off the desk completely, and he continued to caress me.

His thumb ran down the seam of my bottom, and I tensed against his touch. “I cannot wait to take you everywhere.” He stared down at where his body met mine, and I could feel his hard cock pressed against me.

I wanted it. I wanted every part of him.

And my chest ached with how willing I was to let him have any part of me he wanted in return.

He ran his cock through my moisture, running it through my center from my nub to my entrance, and I pressed my head against the desk as aftershocks from my pleasure coursed through me.

He settled against me, the head of his cock pressed against my entrance, and he groaned long and hard. “Look at me.” His words were a demand, and my gaze snapped back up to meet his.

“Watch me as I fuck my wife.” He ran his hand over his mouth before it settled back on my hips.

“Gods, please,” I begged him and pressed my hips back into him. He slid into me only an inch, and I whimpered.

“So impatient.” He groaned and his hands moved against me. His thumbs pressed on either side of my center, and he spread me open impossibly so as he stared down at where he entered me. “You are mine, princess.”

I nodded my head, and he looked back up at me.

“Say it.” He licked his lips. “Tell me you’re my wife.”

“I am your wife.” I let the words fall from my lips and a chill ran down my spine at the way his gaze darkened. “I am your mate. I am anything you want me to be.”

He growled and his magic grew around us. He was barely holding on to his control as he slammed inside me, and my chest hit the desk.

I cried out and stared at him in the mirror. He looked absolutely ruthless behind me. I arched my back and tilted my hips further as he dragged himself out, only to thrust back into me again.

His fingers dug into my hips, holding me in place with a pinch of pain, and I found myself craving more.

And he didn’t make me wait for long.

He pushed into me harder and his magic slid over my back. It was a whisper of a touch, testing me and drawing chill bumps against my skin.

His black magic wrapped around my neck as he watched me, and I bit down on my lip as he thrust into me so hard, I shot forward on the desk.

His magic pressed into me, holding me in place and stealing my breath at the feel of it.

I opened my mouth, and a silent plea escaped my lips. Evren’s hand slipped around me, pressing against my nub, and my body shook around him as a sheen of sweat formed along my body.

“I have never wanted anyone more,” he growled, and I could feel myself slipping. “You were made for me, princess, and I, you.”

He rubbed his fingers more firmly against me and his magic tightened against my neck.

He watched me, his eyes dark and wicked. I panted, my arms shaking as I held myself up.

My gaze was trapped in the mirror, watching him sink into me, while his magic continued to wrap around us. It pressed into me more firmly, and I whimpered. The moment so thick I could choke on it.

My breath rushed in and out of me quicker as each of his thrusts pushed me harder against the desk. My fingers gripped the wood, and I tried to brace myself the best I could.

But then his hand came down hard on my center, his fingers slapping against my sensitive nub, and I screamed as his magic tightened around me even further.

My vision blurred, the pleasure racing through me too intense and all-consuming. Evren roared behind me, thrusting into me over and over, and I felt him come inside me.

He slowed his movements, his hips still moving inside me gently, and I trembled beneath him as I slowly came down from the high he gave me.

He pulled out of me slowly, and I felt moisture drip down my thighs. I didn’t have the strength to lift myself off the desk, so I turned my head to look at him in the mirror.