A Crown Of Fire And Wrath (The Shadow Walkers Saga #5) - Sloane Murphy Page 0,41
them, before he directs his hungry gaze right back at me.
"Spread wide open, Princess. Invite me inside you."
And I do. I bring my knees up as far as they'll go and open my pussy up for him to lovingly assault.
With his steel hardness in hand and his gaze firmly fixated on my eyes, he inches forward, pointing the head of his dick at my opening, and he announces, "You come when I say you come."
Then his cock is inside me, pushing deep in one swift thrust.
"You come because I allow it."
His hands are clutching my open thighs, fingers digging in my flesh and nails biting into my skin.
"You scream because I cause it."
He pulls out slowly and then slams back inside me, making my breath catch.
"You coat my dick with your cum because I demand it."
He continues to fuck me like a crazed animal, a beast demanding control. A wolf led by his instincts.
My voice is losing power, the screams scratching away at its volume. I'm mouthing, "please," hoping he can read my lips.
Then he stops and my world comes to screeching halt. Again.
His breaths are just as erratic and heavy as mine. He's close. I know it, I can see it in the rise and fall of his chest, in the bright shine of his eyes, in the tense line of his jaw. He's warring with himself.
To come or not to come?
It's never really a question, is it?
Leaning in, chest to chest, he whispers against my lips, "Come for me, Princess."
And just as the last "s" leaves his breath, he thrusts inside me. The head of his cock pummels the walls of my pussy and his groin rubs against my aching clit, until my entire body gives in and every single nerve ending in my body lights up like the Rockefeller Christmas tree sending me in a frenzy of shakes and screams.
The stars are back, the universe engulfing me once again, the electric zapping from my toes to the ends of my hairs is short-circuiting my brain cells as my mind and body shut down from the power of my orgasm.
It's glorious. It's everything.
It's… Roman.
Chapter Ten
Roman was true to his word, and he really did tie me to his bed for most of the day, only letting up once dinner rolled around and his stomach growled at him. So now I’m sore, but in the best way, because it has been an intense few days with my guys. Not that I’m complaining, because holy hell, not a chance, but I think me and my body need a day of rest to recover a little.
So today, I plan to train, since Creek told me that Colt isn’t available today. I want to go running. Do something that makes me feel like me again. Because with everything going on around us, and inside of me, I’ve never felt less like myself in all of my lives.
I pull on my sneakers, tie my hair up, and rather than heading into the gym, I decide to run outside. The way I used to. I stretch out on the patio, taking in the chirping of birds as the sun rises over the horizon spilling oranges and pinks into the dawning sky. It’s beautiful, all of it. I lose myself to it for a few moments, just letting myself be, before I start off towards the edge of the property. Today, I run using no powers, just pushing myself until I can’t go anymore. Pushing until I puke. Just like before.
So I start at a jog, picking up my pace once I reach the edge of the stream and then kick it up a notch as I head towards the back of the property. I try to clear my mind of all of the craziness swirling around inside of me, as hard as it is, I push every little fucking thing aside and just exist. Taking note of how small I am in the universe, and accept that not everything is in my control. I lap the property four times before my breathing starts to struggle, so I push harder. Needing to feel something, anything, that makes me feel like myself.
Other than the touch of my guys, everything just feels a little… off.
Well, not off. Just, different.
I know I need to take the time to go through everything in my head, in my heart. I have literally a millennia of information locked up inside myself, for when I want it, but my biggest problem right