if I can’t see you. And you want to come, don’t you, baby girl? Don’t you want to be filled with this massive cock?”
I nearly cry out as I spread my legs for him. Normally, I’m not a fan of dirty talk. I tried it once with Uriel, and we both agreed that it wasn’t our kink. But with Elias, I could happily listen to him speaking to me like that every day for the rest of my damn life. I might just come from his voice alone.
He kneels at the foot of the bed, grabs my ankles, and drags me forward, his eyes intent on my bouncing breasts. He swings one leg over each of his shoulders and then lowers his mouth to my throbbing core.
My hips jerk when he languidly licks a line up my wet slit.
“You taste fucking divine. You’re so wet for me, baby girl. So fucking wet.”
“Better than you imagined?” I whisper as he begins to lazily circle my clit with the tip of his finger. It’s utter fucking madness, and I swear I’m about to lose my mind.
“Nothing could compare to this.” He licks another pathway before pressing a kiss to one inner thigh and then the other. “Touch your pretty tits while I eat you out, okay, my love?”
I don’t know what it is, his dirty words or the fact that he called me his love, but I swear I come right then and there.
Gasping his name, I place my hands on my breasts and begin to knead them, running my thumbs across my painfully hard nipples.
Elias watches the show, eyes half-mast, before he dives between my legs and begins to devour me. His tongue laps at my pussy like it’s the nectar of the gods.
“Elias!” I gasp when he begins to suckle on my clit. I pinch down on my nipple, just as he inserts a finger into my aching cunt. Combined with his assault on my clit, I’m a goner, and I come with a scream capable of being heard from miles away.
Elias doesn’t relent as he tongue-fucks me through my orgasm, a low moan emitting from his huge body.
“Fucking hell,” he murmurs as he pulls himself away. He reaches around me, towards his night stand, and grabs a condom, sliding it over his throbbing length. “Fuck, Peony.”
“That’s the idea.” I tug at his hair until he crawls up my body and thrusts his tongue into my mouth. I can taste myself on him, taste how badly I want him.
The tip of his cock lines up with my entrance as we break our kiss.
“Is this okay?” he asks, sounding hesitant for the first time in his life. At my nod, he slowly inches himself inside of me, giving me time to adjust. I gasp as his piercing brushes my inner walls, my pussy automatically clenching around his girth. “Fuck, baby girl, I need to move.”
As he slides in and out of me, our eyes remain connected as if we’re the only two people in the world. I forget about the Bloods attacking me on the street. The other Devils and Mariabella. My decision to go home to California. I forget everything except for this man before me—a man shrouded in darkness and anger but somehow clawing his way into the light.
What we’re doing can’t be described as just fucking.
It’s making love.
His hands move to my back as we tumble on the bed, switching positions, his cock still inside of me. I place my hands on his chest to balance myself as I begin to ride him. This new position allows his piercing to rub against me with every upwards thrust of his hips.
“Yes, Peony, yes,” he moans as I bounce on his cock, my breasts dangling enticingly over his face. He arches his neck to take one in his mouth, dragging his teeth over my sensitive peak and releasing it as I gasp.
“I’m so close.”
“Not yet,” he grits out as his fingers move to rub at my clit. “Milk my cock, baby girl. Fuck, just like that.”
He begins to suckle on my nipple again as he applies more friction to my clit. I can feel myself unraveling, nearing the finish line…
“Come,” he demands, and I do.
I fucking detonate.
My pussy clamps down on his cock like a vise.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he curses as his cock swells and explodes inside of me. I take a moment to appreciate his orgasm face—flushed cheeks, closed eyes, parted lips with his tongue slightly out. Elias is