Page 52 of All Your Deadly Truths (The Filthy Duet #2)

Xeraphine

A n unexpected shriek escapes my lips as a hand wraps firmly around my throat.

There are ten on me, actually, and I can’t tell which belongs to who.

Not that it matters—every single one feels unmistakably like Kai’s touch.

It’s something I never thought I’d desire beyond him fucking me like an animal.

To feel every part of my sensitive body touched by him at once; it’s euphoric if there were ever a word to describe it.

“Look how you melt into my touch,” he purrs.

My head falls against a chest, just as fingers caress every inch of my body. Kai has his hands on my hips, dragging me slightly forward while spreading my legs wide so his cock meets my slit. His thumbs press into my hipbones, and as he drags me across his length, those bars flick against my clit.

The moan I exert is eaten as one of his shadows captures my lips, while two others latch around each of my nipples. Hands grab at my ass, and I’m being completely devoured by him .

My hands move instinctively, brushing against each of the shadows, only to be seized and pinned behind my back. I gasp into the mouth pressed against mine, the sensation overwhelming. As waves of pleasure ripple through me, I hear Kai’s low chuckle, sending a shiver down my spine.

“You taste and feel so good, little demon.”

Both of my nipples are nibbled on simultaneously over the lace, and my back bows, lifting from his cock that was stimulating my bundle of nerves.

I’m given no moment to come back when the hands at my hips thrust me down, and instead of those bars caressing my clit, they massage my inner wall as his cock sheaths inside me .

The burn of his forced entry makes my eyes squeeze shut, the pain melting quickly into pleasure as I drive my movements up and down on top of him.

Someone unclips my bra, and the hands around my wrist release me. The tender touch across my back and down my shoulders make goosebumps crawl across my skin. As soon as the fabric is lost, my arms are thrust back behind me, just as a body comes flush to my backside.

Every single one of his shadows has the same size cock as their creator, so when the one behind me begins brushing it against my ass, I tremble with anticipation.

“They’re going to bite you, Xera,” he says through bated breath. When I look at him, his eyes are half-lidded, glazed with a look of utter intoxication, completely lost in me. The sight sends a flush through my body, and a wave of pride washes over me because I’m the one making him feel this way.

He was right, I love his praise of me. From his stare to his words, I will never get enough of him appreciating me.

The moment that one set of fangs sinks into my shoulder, three more do. Two on either side of my neck, and the others right around my areolas. I have no idea whose hand is flicking across my clit but the moment the pain subsides, and they bring in my blood, my legs are jelly.

The immediate orgasm I have makes my hips throb and body succumb to complete vibration.

“Oh, fuck! Fuck! Kai, I’m—” I have no idea what I’m saying or doing because his drive upward into me has Sprites flying across my vision. The sound of my arousal spilling out of me with his thrusts is as loud as all of his groans.

“I love seeing you come undone for me,” he says, as a filthy smirk crosses his far too handsome face. “I’ll never tire of tasting each part of you.”

A set of hands hoist me up as all but one pair of fangs retreats from me. My skin is on fire, and I’ve got blood dripping down my stomach, which I think was the intention because Kai runs his hands across the area and smears it everywhere.

I’m suddenly thrown onto my back, and as he moves over me, his tongue glides slowly across my abdomen. At the same time, a set of hands—not his—grasp my legs, lifting and curling me forward. He moves to my lips, and when he kisses me, one of his shadows pierce right at my ass cheek.

“Ah—” I whimper into his mouth.

Those fangs aren’t there for long, and as that set of lips drags across my cheek straight to my asshole, I begin to squirm.

“Every part, baby,” Kai says between turning his head and shoving his tongue down my throat.

The moment another tongue flicks at my rosebud, a mouth finds its place wrapped around my clit.

My eyes immediately roll back into my head and I’m breathing so heavily that I’m barely capable of kissing Kai properly.

I’m unsure of where each shadow is, because another comes to the opposite side of where he is resting over me and begins biting and sucking on my breast with such need I feel like I’m overheating.

I’ve never had my ass eaten out, but with the tear of my underwear, I’m guessing this won’t be the last time.

There’s a momentary absence of his shadows mouth as the fabric is torn away, before it dives back in.

It’s sucking and flicking against my backside like it’s my godsdamn clit and my body can’t sit still.

It doesn’t matter because there are enough hands holding me in this forward curl that, even if I fought with all my strength, I’d barely stand a chance of breaking free.

“Oh—my—Gods, please! Fuuuck !”

Kai brings his hand up and laces his fingers through my hair, tilting my chin down toward my chest.

“Watch what I do to you,” he demands. “See how incredible your body sings for me.”

There is one shadow latched onto my breast, while another is holding me curled forward, face in my ass, and the other is just as deep in my pussy. I can’t see the fingers enter my cunt, but when they do I’m tumbling right over into another powerful orgasm.

The shadow at my center moves to slap my clit over and over, making it look more like a faucet broke than me simply coming. The wave across my bundle of nerves has me lifting from the bed and arching my back, a scream falling out of my open mouth.

“So perfect,” he breathes out.

As expected from my monster, I have no moment to breathe and get myself together.

A shadow grabs hold of me and tears me up into its arms. My back slams against its chest as it stands.

He carries me around like I’m a damn feather; I’m not small and the fact his shadow can effortlessly hold me up, legs spread outward without seeming to struggle, makes me yearn for him more.

Kai is in front of me, just as the shadow that’s carrying me lowers me onto its cock. It completely sheaths itself into my cunt, and I let out a loud moan at the feeling of being full. His hands come to cradle my neck while flushing his body against mine .

He moves his hips back and forth, his cock brushing up against my clit, making me clench around his shadow.

“I’m going to fill your beautiful pussy with two cocks, Xera, so I need you to breathe.”

My eyes completely circle. “W-What?” I actually choke on the singular word.

The smirk that comes over him, oh my Gods , I’m terrified. He knows how big he is. He can’t be serious?!

His fingers move down to my cunt, and with two of them, he squeezes through while his shadow continues to thrust up into me. The constriction in my chest makes me gasp, my lungs struggling to find the means to gather air.

Those long fingers of his brush up against that soft spot that makes me writhe, and I fight to have my legs released.

Another slips through and I wrap my arms around his neck, screaming into his shoulder through the pain of being stretched, but I can’t ignore the shockwave of pleasure that shatters my hips.

I want it.

Fuck, I want him.

“I’ll fit,” he says while curling his fingers, beating that glorious place while his shadow breaks through my back wall. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt, and my eyes roll back before closing them tight.

Through a whimper, I plead, “I need you inside me, please, Kai.”

I regret it immediately, because his fucking shadow thickens, which means he does too.

“I knew having you beg for me would be my undoing.” His words are followed by his fingers retreating from inside me and a pressure beyond what I feel I can take, begins to push into me.

Being stretched doesn’t quite cut it, but once the second head is through and fitting into my cunt, I don’t think I’ll ever want less.

Throwing my head back as he pumps into me, I can feel both cocks beating my walls, knocking the breath out of me I can’t keep under control.

Kai’s physically breaking me, quite literally bringing me to tears, but it’s everything I want.

He breathes out words I can’t put together, those of affirmation and love.

My Amoro coils around even the shadow at my back, feeding deeply from the lifeforce he constantly provides.

His gates remain open for me always, an endless well of energy that I can draw from without hesitation.

When my body tenses, he leans in and sinks his teeth into my shoulder, his shadow coming to the opposite side and doing the same.

I fall apart, and in that moment, the world goes silent around me.

The sensation of weightlessness washes over me, like a fever dream come to life, and I’d gladly die to stay in it.

I hear his muffled calls of his own climax, and suddenly the overwhelming pressure inside me shifts.

My back is slammed against the wall as he consumes me completely.

One hand grips my waist, holding me close as my legs stay wrapped tightly around him.

His other arm braces firmly against the wall, pinning me in place.

He lifts his head from my neck, his breath hot against my skin, before pressing his forehead against mine.

He isn’t sweating, but I am, and when he clings to me he lets out a soft chuckle.

The moment his eyes open and meet mine, worry licks across his expression. “Xera?” His tone has turned… somber.

“Hmm?” I breathe out. “What…?”

He draws his hand from the wall to my cheek, brushing away… tears.

“Was that too much?”

As I process my emotions, I realize these aren’t tears of pleasure or pain—they’re tears of sorrow.

Even my Amoro feels it, clinging to him desperately, as though he might vanish at any moment.

A strange black pit begins to form in my chest, just below my sternum.

It grows slowly, its darkness creeping closer to my heart, an ache I can’t ignore.

I shake my head and take a deep, unsteady, breath.

His hand caresses across my forehead and back to my cheek, holding me tenderly.

Nothing good ever lasts… I’ve never felt so fucking good before, and it’s like this feeling has dug into the weakest parts of my mind just to remind me of that fact.

The moment I’m turning my head away to hide this… shame, he grabs my cheeks and keeps me facing him. “Don’t look away from me.”

I release a shaky breath, fighting back the grief that is slowly consuming me.

I need him to last for my eternity, and just the thought of him falling to ash, to never have this again, has me beginning to shake.

“I… I don’t know what’s happening.” It’s the truth; I was so, so happy and he made me feel incredible. I still do feel that way. But for some reason, these thoughts are creeping in now, triggering something too deep to control, and I can’t stop the tears from falling.

He’s searching between my eyes, and I’ve seen this look before, it’s the one that’s trying to find what I need in this moment. How is it possible for him to know what that is when I’m just as lost, unsure of what I need myself?

“This is stupid…” I whisper. “I shouldn’t be crying. You did everything right.”

As I draw in a breath, ready to apologize for something that isn’t even my fault, he gently presses his lips to mine. His hand moves behind my head, anchoring me to him as our kiss deepens, turning passionate and intense.

A brief moment passes before my back is pressed against the bed. “Don’t talk, Xera,” he murmurs, pulling away just enough to look into my eyes. “Let it go. Let me take care of you.”

His lips are back on mine, and every part of me shatters under him. I wrap my arms around his head and allow myself to break apart, crying without the fear of judgement.

“That’s it,” he says softly. “I’ve got you.”

I’m not afraid of what I’ll have to do to have this forever, I’m terrified of what I might lose in the process.

It just can’t be him. That’s all I know.

The fire in my soul will die, and with it, I’ll let loose on this world a vengeance that will reek of despair.

If she takes him from me, I will turn this world into nothing but sorrow and ash.