Page 137 of Bellamy

After the ceremony and visiting with everyone, I had teleported us to our honeymoon spot. It was a private island off the coast of Greece. We’d wasted no time before ripping each other’s clothes off. That was hours ago.

“You’re still not sated?” I asked, combing my fingers through his blond hair. We had fucked twice already, and my body ached in all the best ways.

My heart felt whole. We were fully bonded as mates, our souls bound.

“Never.” He kissed my neck and linked our fingers above my head. “I’ll never get enough of your body or your blood.”

“Bloodslut.”

“I’myourbloodslut though.” He grinned. “Only yours.”

“I like the sound of that.”

“Know what I like the sound of?” Bellamy pushed into me. I groaned and squeezed his fingers. “That. All of those sexy little moans that tell me how good it is. I love pleasing you.”

Slowly, he rocked his hips back and forth. He kept my arms pinned above my head, grazing his teeth down my neck.

“Fuck me, Bellamy,” I panted, arching into him. “Break me apart and fuse yourself to my broken pieces.”

“I love when you say shit like that.” He groaned under his breath and dropped his head to my chest, releasing my hands. “Touch me.”

I slid my arms around him and found those slits in his shoulder blades that drove him wild. My tail wrapped around his thigh, and he gripped one of my horns. The sex was both tender and rough. Hard, yet soft.

Perfect.

“Nix?” His heavy-lidded eyes met mine, and his pace slowed. “I want to try something.”

“What?” I asked. He then pulled out of me. “I hate it already.”

Bellamy released a sexy laugh before becoming almost shy. “I want you to fuck me.”

My cock twitched. He had mentioned he’d bottomed in the past, but we’d never done it that way.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” He placed a soft kiss to my lips. “Maybe I want to die in your arms too.”

I rolled him to his back and kissed his pecs before licking down his tight stomach. My lips circled his cock, and I tongued the bead of precum in his slit, moaning at the musky taste of him. He tossed me the lube, and I coated my fingers before teasing his hole. As I slipped one inside, he closed his eyes and sunk back on the pillow, spreading his legs wider.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” I said before kissing his inner thigh, slipping a second finger inside him.

He cracked a smile. “A beautiful pain in your ass?”

“Always. But I’m about to repay the favor.”

He responded with a light laugh. The sound echoed in my chest.

Once he was stretched enough, I stuck a pillow beneath his ass to prop him up and aligned our bodies. As I eased into him, his tight heat nearly undid me on the spot. It had been a long time since I had topped.

“It’s okay if you come quick, baby,” Bellamy said in a gruff voice, snaking his arms around me. “We have the rest of our lives to screw each other’s brains out.”

“Baby?” I stilled inside of him. If I moved, I’d blow my load. Despite him saying it was okay to do so, it would bruise my ego a bit too much. “Since when are you a sweet-talker?”

Smirking, he grabbed my asscheeks with both hands and rolled his hips up. Once, twice.

“Fuck.” I ground my teeth together, trying to hold off. “You’re making me feel like a goddamn virgin.”

Bellamy gripped my nape before tugging me closer. He nibbled my earlobe before whispering, “Give me your cum, Phoenix.”