Ignite (The Disciples #4) - Cassandra Robbins Page 0,108

tiled wall, but I force myself to breathe in the steam so as to let it go.

Evil.

I put him down, and my only regret is that he lived as long as he did. I turn the faucets off as I step out.

Antoinette.

My radiant obsession. Swinging the door open, I go to find her, needing her more than I’ve needed anything in all my life.

I need her to take it all away, bring me back from this pit of darkness so that I can still believe. Still get up and look at my godson, James Dean, and feel hope for his future. I need her kindness, innocence, her fucking empathy that still shines bright in her eyes.

I need all of her tonight as I walk into the other room. The smell of food barely registers as I watch my princess. Because tonight I’m too raw to lie.

She stands with one leg propped on the counter as she gracefully leans over, hands on top of her head.

Exquisite.

This is the moment that I stop fighting it. Tonight I surrender. I breathe out as she looks at me.

Time stops.

Her violet eyes find mine and she slowly straightens. She’ll never be more beautiful than she is at this very moment.

My moment.

“I need you,” I say.

Her eyes find mine, and her love spills out of them. It’s pure and real. She lowers her leg and takes my Dicks shirt off. With her head held high, she walks naked to me. Her tits that look full and ripe stand proud as her hips sway. And that fucking beauty mark just does it for me.

I jerk her into my arms and a small gasp comes from her lips. Burying my nose in her hair, I breathe in her scent, letting her smell, her softness, remove all my sins.

“Mine. I need you,” I hiss as I lift her chin.

“Yes,” she whispers. I take her lips in a deep kiss that makes the world fade away.

Good and bad.

Ecstasy and agony.

Both ignite the fire, both are intertwined, and tonight I need her flame. I lift her up and bring her to the bed where we fall together. My hands take hers, lacing them on top of her head. Kissing her, it’s as though I’m possessed. Her mouth tastes like candy; her tongue twists with mine.

“I need you.” I lift my head.

“I’m yours, Axel.” She arches her back, and I kiss her neck, trailing down to her fucking tits. Latching on, I suck while she reaches for my hair, gasping as if those nipples are sensitive. My cock jerks and starts to drip.

Letting go of her hands, I lick my way down to her belly button as she arches her back and moans my name.

Then I spread her legs and like a man starved, I lick and suck her honey. Reaching down, I stroke my cock as I fucking eat her wet pussy. Her hands drop to clutch the sheet as she starts to pulse.

“Axel… I love it,” she whimpers. Letting go of my cock, I pull her deeper into my mouth. There’s nothing more amazing than watching her face while my tongue makes her come.

She jerks and freezes. Her face is flushed, lips puffy and red. Her neck is long and arched. I reach up and squeeze a nipple, causing her to come again as she pulses and contracts in my mouth.

Not bothering to wipe off her juices, I lift my head and take her mouth, thrusting my throbbing cock inside her hot walls.

“Fuck yeah, baby, you feel so good.” Her scent and cum fill our mouths as we kiss and I tell her how beautiful and good she tastes. She moans loudly. As my hips pick up speed, I take her hands once more.

“I’m going to come again,” she screams.

“Such a good girl.” We kiss again and I fuck her till she contracts on my cock. She’s so tight her cunt milks the orgasm right out of me. And as much as I never want this to end, I’m fucking soaring, coming so hard it vibrates throughout my entire body.

“Fuck, Antoinette.” I keep thrusting and watching her face as she comes undone. Her eyes stay locked with mine, and I see my future.

Ecstasy and agony. Both ignite the fire; both are intertwined.

She reaches for my lips as our breathing calms.

“I love you,” she says into my mouth. I kiss her, swallowing those words to keep with me always.

ANTOINETTE

“Cookie.” I smell his clean scent and roll over to snuggle my nose