Savage Hearts (Queens & Monsters #3)(73)

If I wasn’t already a goner, those emotional, gold-flecked eyes of hers would push me right over the edge.

Same as they’ve been doing since the beginning.

When our lips meet again, it’s with a new urgency. A new understanding drives our need. I push her down against the mattress and kiss her hard, my hands tangled in her hair, her chest pressed to mine. We kiss until it feels like we’ve fallen through a hole in the earth, into darkness and heat, tumbling over and around, losing all sense of direction.

Then she’s tugging at my belt. Yanking down my zipper. A warm, soft hand curls around my hard cock.

I push up her nightgown and suck on a rigid nipple as she strokes my shaft, panting and rolling her hips. When she slides her thumb over the slit in the crown of my cock, I groan into her flesh, shuddering.

“Let me—I want to—”

She’s pushing at my chest, trying to move me. I lift my head and gaze down at her, not understanding what she wants.

Until she wriggles out from under me, slides down, and takes my cock down her throat.

My moan of pleasure is loud and broken.

She flattens her hands on my hips and pushes again. I roll to my back on the mattress and bury my hands in her hair. Kneeling beside me, she opens her throat and takes me in, her head bobbing as she sucks me. She curls both hands around the length of my shaft and licks the crown.

When she slides her tongue along the slit and fondles my balls, I have to force myself not to hold her head still and fuck her mouth like an animal.

“Ah, fuck. Malyutka. Christ. Your mouth.”

Panting, I slide a hand up her thigh and over her ass, squeezing it briefly, then slipping my fingers under her panties from behind.

Her pussy is soaking wet.

I slide two fingers inside her tight, slick heat. She moans around my cock, canting her hips so her ass tilts farther into the air. I find the swollen bud of her clit and stroke it, spreading her wetness all around.

Then I put my fingers in my mouth and suck the sweet taste of her off them.

When I slide my fingers back inside her, she moans again. She sucks faster, her hands working in time with her mouth.

It feels fucking incredible, but I need more than this.

I drag her on top of me so her knees are on either side of my shoulders and her belly is resting against my chest. Then I position my face between her spread thighs, pull aside her panties, and bury my face in her wet pussy.

When I suck on her clit, she jerks. My dick pops out of her mouth. She lets out a long, low moan.

I slap her ass, and she jerks again.

“Suck that cock, baby,” I growl. “Take every inch down your throat.”

She obeys me instantly, fitting her mouth around me and opening wide.

I go back to sucking her clit, flicking my tongue over it and lapping at it greedily. I finger fuck her while I do it, listening to her muffled cries of pleasure grow louder.

When I reach down with my free hand and fondle her breast, she trembles. I pinch a nipple, and she starts to ride my face, wantonly moaning around my cock, rocking her hips against my mouth.

I need to come so bad, and I haven’t even taken off my clothes yet.

My baby goes first, though.

Still with her tight nipple caught between the fingers of one hand, I pull my other fingers out of her slick heat and slide them up between her ass cheeks. Then I shove my tongue inside her pussy at the same time as I breach the tight little knot of muscle in her ass.

I sink my finger in past the knuckle.

She sobs around my cock.

Then she comes, bucking against my face as I tongue fuck her pussy and finger fuck her ass.

She moans and shudders and makes desperate noises, all with my hard cock still down her throat.

By the time her shuddering eases and I feel her body relax, I’m seconds away from coming in her mouth. I pull her head back by her hair.

“Easy, baby. Not yet.”

I can barely get the words out, I’m panting so hard.

I roll her to her back. Sitting up, I get her out of her nightgown and panties, then tear off my clothes. All of it gets thrown to the floor impatiently.

I take her in my arms again and take us back down to the mattress, positioning myself between her legs.

Lying on her back, she looks up at me with melting eyes and a sweet, soft smile that nearly breaks me in two.

As I slide inside her, she breathes, “Hi there.”

“Hi there, yourself.”

“That was very dirty.”

“You loved it.”

“I did,” she agrees, nodding. Then, softer, “I love everything we do together.”

She wraps her legs around my back and her arms around my shoulders and kisses me.

It’s like falling off a cliff all over again.

All the adrenaline, all the dizziness, all the tumbling down into lakes of burning flame. I thrust into her silken wet heat, loving the way her breasts bounce against my chest, swallowing her small cries of pleasure as she feeds them to me.

When she breaks the kiss and I look down at her, my breath catches.

Time slows to a crawl.

I feel every throb of my heart, every bead of sweat on my skin, every hot pulse of blood coursing through my veins. I’m aware of the ache in my chest, the smell of her hair, the sounds our bodies make as they move together.

The room has shrunk to the space of us, only us on this bed.

The power we’re generating is enough to light the whole world on fire.