Chapter 125
Xander’s POV
I don’t move away, I stay on my knees like a worshipper at the altar of something sacred and forbidden. She’s sacred, that’s for sure. Her scent is strong, and hits me like a wave, raw, intoxicating and laced with her heat. My fingers grip her thighs, and spread them gently, while my mouth hovers just a breath away from where she’s aching.
She’s already trembling and gasping. I haven’t even given her anything right now, just small teasing touches. She looks beautiful like this, unraveling, falling apart and begging silently for more.
“You don’t even know,” I murmur, voice rough with restraint. “How fucking wet you are for me. It’s sinful, Serafine. Absolutely goddamn sinful.”
I lean forward and taste her, my tongue flicks out and does one slow and devastating stroke through her folds. Her hips jolt forward, and a broken sound tears from her throat. My growl follows, low and primal as it vibrates against her. I do it again, even slower this time, savoring the way that she falls apart
with each pass of my tongue.
“You taste like fire and surrender,” I rasp, my lips brushing against her soaked skin. “Like something no man should ever be allowed to touch. And yet you’re mine. Every inch of you. Every sound you make.”
Her fingers tighten in my hair and tug hard like she needs something to hold onto, or maybe something to anchor her as I devour her, aiming to take every ounce of pleasure she has left inside of her. I wrap my arms around her thighs to hold her steady as I tilt my head and lick her again, this time my tongue circles her clit with enough pressure to make her cry out.
“That’s it,” I growl. “Let them hear you. Let every soul in this cursed world hear how good I make you feel.”
She whimpers and grinds against me, and all it does is fuel me more. My tongue begins to move quicker, licking and stroking every drop of her arousal like it’s the only thing I’ll ever need to survive, maybe it is? Maybe I could live on this alone, her pleasure, the sounds she makes, and the way her body reacts to me like it was built to be ruined by my mouth.
“Fuck, Serafine,” I groan against her. “I could tear this world apart if it meant keeping you like this, shaking, dripping and begging me for more.”
Her legs begin to tremble and I position my hands so they’re holding her up as I slide my tongue deeper. The way she gasps sends a jolt of pleasure straight through me. I swear down, I could come just from this. The way she tastes, the way she falls apart under my tongue like she was made for it, it’s
all enough to send me to the edge.
“You don’t get to hide from me,” I growl against her skin. “Not here. Not now. I want it all. The need, the fear and the desire. I want to see every shattered piece of you, because I’ll fucking cherish it. I want to drown in it all”
She cries out and it’s louder this time. Her voice breaks as her body starts to tremble harder and faster. I know she’s close, I can feel it in the very way she grips my hair, holding me in place. The way her breathing is frantic just as her thighs tremble and try to close around my face, but I push closer stopping
her.
“Don’t you dare hold back,” I snarl, the words vibrating against her soaked heat. “You give it to me, every last bit, all of it. I war tongue. I want to taste it, God, I want to fucking drown in you.”
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Then I suck her clit between my lips and she breaks. Finally, she gives in to the pleasure and stops holding herself back from the edge.
Her scream rips through the room, i
, it’s wild, raw and so damn beautiful. Her legs give out, but I’m already there, holding her steady. I lock my arms around her thighs and keep licking, just to drag out her orgasm more and make it last longer until she’s trembling and gasping my name.
I don’t slow, or stop even as she shakes violently in my grip. I don’t let her come down from that high she’s in, I continue to tease her, my mouth staying in place but I switch to kissing her now. Reverent ones, like she’s some divine creature that I’ve been granted the right to worship. Which she is, she always was but it was hidden until now.
When I pull back finally, and stop, her legs are weak. Her breath is ragged and her eyes are heavy with the aftermath of pleasure. I rise slowly, dragging my tongue across my lips to taste more of her, therr my lips begin to press against her body, teasing every inch of it as I rise.
I grip her chin and force her to meet my gaze when I finally rise to my full height.
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Chapter 125
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