Dusk Avenger (Flirting with Monsters #3) - Eva Chase Page 0,57

swept me around. I found myself pressed up against a tree trunk, the bark rough through my shirt and my legs splayed around the devourer’s waist.

Snap adjusted me against him, his hands on my thighs, as he dropped his mouth to the side of my neck. The flick of his forked tongue seared across my sensitive skin. His groin pressed against my sex with an unmistakable bulge that sent a wave of heat tingling up from my core.

“Too long,” he muttered. “Too many days I lost with you in that awful prison and then forgetting. I want to taste you everywhere again and make you gasp in so many ways, but for now I simply need to be inside you.”

“Please,” I said, with a perfectly good gasp just from the friction of his erection pressing between my legs through the layers of fabric.

His nimble hands made short work of my pants. He had to ease away to let me kick off those and my panties, but the second the clothes dropped to the ground, he hefted me up against the tree again. As he gripped my ass on one side, he delved the slender fingers of his other hand inside my slit. They curved into my slick channel to find the point of deepest pleasure within. When they stroked against that spot, I moaned at the flood of bliss.

Snap rocked his hand inside me and swallowed whatever other sounds I’d have made with another scorching kiss. It felt so fucking good, but it wasn’t what he’d promised me.

“Snap,” I said when he released my lips, a whine of need creeping into my voice.

He understood. With a blink, his clothes vanished—he formed them with his shadowkind magic and could dismiss them just as easily. He grasped my hips and plowed his rigid cock into me, not slow and lingering like the first time we’d fucked but all the way to the hilt in one go, thank all that was firm and fanged. The thrust set off a fresh surge of pleasure that knocked my head back against the tree trunk.

Once we were joined, though, the devourer’s urgency seemed momentarily quelled. He hummed happily, the sound carrying from his chest into mine, and traced a giddy path along my jaw with his tongue.

“My Sorsha. I love you too. More than any peach.”

A laugh tumbled out of me, even though my body was aching for him to ravage me to my release. “That’s pretty impressive, but only peaches? What about bananas? Strawberries? Mang—”

He let out a rough noise that was almost a growl and plunged deeper into me, exactly the way I’d wanted. “More than any fruit. More than anything. You are mine, and I am yours.”

“Mmm.” As he thrust again, more pleasure seared through me, and I couldn’t find the concentration to tease him any more. But one other point that I needed to make swam up through the ecstatic haze clouding my mind. “You don’t leave again. No matter how worried you are. You’ll stay and talk. Promise me.”

“I won’t leave,” he agreed. “I swear it.” Then his mouth descended on mine, our breaths and tongues mingling, and we were both completely done with conversation.

My hips bucked to match Snap’s thrusts, and if my backside was getting rubbed raw by the tree bark, I didn’t give a damn. I couldn’t feel anything but the bliss spiraling through my body with each pulse of his cock inside me. As I clutched his shoulders, I sped toward my peak faster than a hurricane.

My whole body quivered as I came, an electric shock of the most exhilarating kind jolting through me. The cry that broke from my throat probably carried all the way back to the RV. What the hell. Let them know our devourer was himself again.

Himself and mine.

Snap followed me over the edge to release with a groan of satisfaction. His fingers clenched around my thighs as he poured himself into me. He held me there against the tree for a minute longer, nuzzling the side of my face, as gentle now as he’d been ravenous moments ago.

“I suppose we should return,” he said regretfully as he lowered me so my feet could touch the ground. “The others will worry.”

“About you as much as me.” I bobbed up to give him one last quick kiss and groped for my pants. “We wouldn’t want to cause them any panic attacks. Anyway, I do have a room in the RV, and we haven’t got