A Crown Of Smoke And Ash - Sloane Murphy Page 0,95

his need and frantic with the desire to spread his wings.

My fingers are digging into his shoulders, his skin almost breaking beneath my nails, urging him to fuck harder.

"More, Levi, give me more, please," I beg, spreading my legs wider for him, accommodating his size, and pleading for him take out his fear by loving me.

And he does. His monster orgy bed pounds into the wall, a steady beat every time he hits my sweet spot.

Lifting my hips, my feet pushing his perfectly sculpted ass, I meet him thrust for thrust, groans being pushed out of me every time he enters me, and my breath leaving me when he pulls back to the tip.

But then I see it.

The moment he can't hold back anymore. And I'm right there with him.

"Play with your clit, make yourself come for me," he orders me, and I'm only happy to oblige.

It only takes me two strokes to lose all semblance of control, freezing when he pounds inside me, and arching my back to ride the wave of pleasure coursing through my body.

"'Oh fuck!" I scream, "Yes, Levi, yes!"

And he's right there with me, spilling his seed deep inside me, giving me his everything.

On a roar, his wings burst out and hover over us like an armor, a shield protecting this intense, intimate moment.

My name is the only one on his lips as he repeats it like a prayer, "Remy, Remy, Remy," until he crashes on top of me, his beautiful feathers like a blanket on the bed.

"You slay me," he murmurs, and I know exactly how he feels.

Chapter Twenty-One

I spent the few days I had at home with the guys, Fallon, and Colt. Hanging out at the house, immersing myself in them while trying not to let what Marie told me hang over my head too heavily. I told the guys about what she said, about what is coming, or as much as she could tell me at least, and things ramped up a bit. We’ve been training, and I think I’m fitter now than I’ve ever been, working out with these guys is intense. I thought Colt was going to pass out after sparring with Levi and Roman yesterday. God knows I thought my lungs were going to explode. We might be Hunters, and be a whole lot extra compared to humans, but those two had us beat hands down.

I stare at the bag on my bed before me, knowing I’m leaving again in the morning, but I have no idea what to pack. Roman said the Dracul are all fancy and shit, and knowing Kain, and how he never has even a hair out of place, or a fleck of lint on his pressed suits, I can see it. But that doesn’t help me, considering I practically live in jeans.

I sigh again and throw myself backwards to stare up at my ceiling. I always thought I’d enjoy travelling but the flight to France might just kill me.

“What up, cupcake?” Fallon beams as she enters my room. She stayed here last night after a heavy drinking session, my heads still a little fuzzy, even with my Hunter healing.

“Just thinking about the flight to France. Turns out, flying really isn’t my favorite thing,” I tell her as she lays beside me on the bed.

“I could just pull a portal for you,” she offers. “Just don’t tell Mom. She’ll crucify me for exerting myself.”

“Really? It wouldn’t hurt you will it?” She shakes her head and takes my hand.

“No, but I will need to reach into Kain’s mind to pull an image of where he wants you guys to go, so I can do it. I need to see the other end to do it.”

“Oh, I’ll ask him. Thank you. Honestly, I don’t know what I’d do without you, even without all of this going on. “

“I got you girl.” She squeezes my hand, and I smile.

“Ditto. So, things seem better with you and my brother,” I say as I sit up, and a smile toys at her lips.

“A bit. He’s still got a lot of groveling to do.”

“Aha! So, you guys were getting it on.” I wag my eyebrows at her, and she cracks up, almost falling off the bed laughing.

“Girl, don’t you ever do that again.” She holds her stomach, laughing as she sits up and steadies herself. “Yes, you could say that, but it was more, or at least I thought so. But he said some pretty shit stuff, so I’m not sure