Goddess of Pain - Katie May Page 0,97

cock like an iron vise. Emily Lopez, Goddess of Pain, was made for me, there is no doubt about it. And I was made for her, eccentricities and all.

I begin to rock inside of her as her hips jerk upwards, meeting me thrust for thrust.

“Are you going to be a good girl?” I ask, lifting my eyebrow and gazing pointedly to Desmond on one side of me and then to Tate on the other. Avery and Helio are both sleeping on the ground, though I can’t imagine they’re comfortable. Oh well. Not my problem.

She nods her head eagerly, desperately, as she finally pries her wrists free from my hold. She begins to claw at my back, her fingernails embedding themselves in my skin, as I rut into her like an animal in heat. A fitting analogy, considering that’s exactly what I’ve turned into—a fucking primal animal claiming his mate.

Offering her a cunning smile, I light a tiny flame in my palm. Her answering moan, quickly muffled by her own hand, is marvelous. Without preamble, I lower the flame slightly so it hovers over her pebbled nipples. I won’t touch her with my flame, at least not yet, but I allow the heat it emits to course through her, evoking immeasurable pleasure in both of us.

My girl likes taking pain just as much as I like giving it.

I reach over Desmond’s sleeping form to grab a scented candle she has on her nightstand. Keeping my eyes on her, I place my finger to the wick and allow the candle to burn brilliantly.

“Fuck, Arsin…” she moans.

“I thought I said to be silent.” My breathing is erratic as I lift one of her thighs, switching the angle in which I pound into her. She shoves her hand in her mouth and bites down hard to keep from screaming. Fucking her like a man possessed, I slowly tilt the candle so the wax pours down over her bouncing breasts. She hisses at the initial sting of pain before that turns into a pleased groan. “Fuck!”

Unable to stop myself, I lower my lips to the trail of wax and begin to lick it off of her tan skin. When I reach her nipple, I tug it between my lips, swirling my tongue over the sensitive nub. My other hand fondles her neglected tit, tugging and twisting it until she’s screaming behind her hand.

“Come for me,” I whisper as her pussy squeezes around my cock. My hips stutter and my balls tighten as I drop the entire fucking candle on her stomach. The wax pools on her glorious skin as she cries out her release, voice still slightly muffled.

I peel her hand away and replace it with my lips, kissing her through our shared orgasm.

Fucking hell.

“Fuck, I love you. I love you so damn much,” I say around her lips. “You can never fucking leave me again. Ever. Or else I’ll burn this entire fucking world.”

Is that a crazy thing to say? Probably. But I don’t care. I want her to know how serious I am. This world will burn if she’s not here to keep it in one piece.

“I love you too,” she breathes, kissing each corner of my mouth.

“Well, that was touching,” a dry voice states from the side of me. I lift my head to see Desmond watching us with lazy eyes. Tate, on the other side of us, is awake as well, his cock straining as he eyes Emily’s bare breasts still dripping with wax. “But now, I’m going to fuck my girl until she sees stars.”

“We’re going to fuck our girl,” Avery corrects, moving to stand at the end of the bed. Helio stands beside him, all of them naked and all of them zeroed in on Emily.

A delicate blush clamors up her neck and to her cheeks as she meets each of our hungry gazes. I just made love to her, and already, I want a round two and three and four. Hell, I could live inside of her pussy if she let me. Which she won’t; I already asked.

“What do you say, Emmy?” I slowly slide myself out of her and scoot to the side, content to watch the show unfold. Already, my dick twitches, and I absently rub at the tip. “Are you up for an orgy?”

Chapter 31

Tears well in my eyes as I stare at each of my men, memorizing their beautiful faces. Sin’s right—our love is eternal and everlasting, and nothing anyone does will ever change