Pure Destiny (PureDark Ones #12) - Aja James Page 0,115

it from me, he commanded in return.

Take everything if you can.

Her eyes flared bright at that.

Did he think to taunt her? Dare her?

She grinned a beatific grin. Challenge accepted.

The position he held her in gave her no leverage. He even trapped her wrists with one hand while the other trapped her legs. She was practically hogtied, left vulnerable for her pussy to receive the hot, pounding, twisting drill of his magnificent cock.

So, Sophia used what little she had at her disposal. She joined their minds even more deeply until she could channel what she felt directly into his body, so that he felt it too.

His gasp of surprise and slight faltering of his hips proved that she was successful.

Do you feel the thick steel of you burning into me? She added words to the overwhelming sensations.

How my woman’s core tries to keep you inside whenever you pull back? I never want you to leave, Dalair. I am painfully empty without you. If I could, I would always have you inside me. Filling me. Completing me.

Owning me.

We must have been formed in the beginning as one flesh, one mind, one heart and soul. I want to crawl inside you, have you live inside me.

She clenched her muscles tightly and squeezed him convulsively, making him shudder and groan. Making sweat bead and run in rivulets down the deep curve of his back, the tight line between his buttocks, past his quivering star and heavy scrotum, the sensitive strip of his perineum, to the base of his thick, veiny cock. Mingling with their juices, adding salt to sweetness.

Mmm, she could almost taste it.

Do you feel how wet and hot and hungry I am for you? Starving for your cream. It burns inside, my love. Hurts so good. Need you to flood me with your essence. Need to feel you pulsing and gushing inside me.

Give it to me, baby.

Give me everything.

On a guttural shout, he came, releasing torrent after torrent of hot, milky seed against her womb. His entire body racked with shivers and quakes as he poured his heart and soul into her, as she voraciously gulped him up and absorbed everything he gave her into herself.

In his crisis and enervation he released her limbs, falling more heavily upon her. Before he could completely pin her beneath him, she undulated her torso and pushed him to his back, rolling with him and on top.

“My turn,” she murmured, dropping a quick kiss against his mouth.

Before the last shudders of his climax subsided, she started it all over again by riding him in surging, rolling waves.

Slow, then fast, then slow again. Gentle, grinding, hard and punishing. She gave as good as she got, not letting him catch a breath between.

“Sophia…” he rumbled huskily, his silvery eyes glittering with the emotions he’d always kept hidden as he stared into hers.

Her breath hitched at the unfathomable love she saw there.

It was so vast, so deep, and so staggering, a lesser woman would be frightened by it. To own this male so completely, to have the responsibility of protecting his heart and nourish his soul…this privilege and duty could only be fulfilled by someone who unstintingly, unconditionally gave everything of themselves in return.

Good thing Sophia was more than up for it.

She smiled down at him and lowered her body to his, sealed his mouth with her own. Her tongue plunged inside to devour him, her hips moving faster, her strokes shorter but hotter, even as she answered his unspoken question in her mind.

I choose you, Dalair. I will always choose you.

Come for me again.

I love you I love you I love you…

So he did.

And together, they embarked on a whole new Destiny.

Epilogue

I think I’m dead.

There is no pain…

The last I recall I was tangled up in a bloody mess with the Hydra.

Lilith.

She tore into me with all her claws and teeth (all nine heads worth!) and thorny tail (you know those Medieval battering rams? Imagine one with a sharp, steel point and several jagged thorns growing out of it). I knew I was dead right then and there, when I made her lose her prey.

But come on, like I was going to let her get to Benjamin.

My son.

Never!

Even if she killed me before I succeeded, I’d come right back to haunt her with my ghost. Possess her body or something and drive her crazy. She’d exorcise her own heads off before I’m done with her.

So take that, she-demon!

Anyway, she had me by the throat, the chest, the back,