Page 35 of Bellamy

No longer restrained by the magic cuffs, Lust had free rein to do his thing. I didn’t need to seduce Phoenix with pheromones, but I released some anyway to help enhance his arousal. He was already in the mood, but it intensified.

“You’re using your power,” he said with a growl before biting my bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth.

I tasted blood. “Want me to stop?”

“No.” His mouth slammed back to mine, the bite he’d given me already healed.

My mated brothers had said the first time they’d had sex with their mates had been a completely new experience, like losing your virginity all over again but a million times better. It had been a long damn time since my cherry had been popped, and I’d fucked countless people since then.

But as Phoenix kissed me, our naked bodies pressing together, it already felt different. Stronger. And it scared me.

That fear eased as my desperation reached new heights. Three weeks with no sex? I was about to lose my goddamn mind. Lust was practically salivating, needing the taste of Phoenix’s pleasure.

“Wait here,” Phoenix said.

“What?” A groan escaped me as his weight lifted off my lap. Nothing but air was in front of me as he vanished. “Did you seriously just disappear, you bastard?”

He reappeared beside the bed seconds later, holding a bottle of lube. “Stop being so whiny.”

“Get over here.” I snatched him by the waist and pulled him back on top of me.

He smiled against my cheek. “You’re so needy.”

“Well, your dick is hard as a rock. I’d say you’re just as needy.”

“Maybe.” Phoenix squeezed lube in his hand before reaching behind him, back arching as he fingered his ass.

Was he prepping himself because he didn’t think I cared enough to do it for him?

Fuck that shit.

I batted his hands away and replaced them with mine, circling his hole with the pad of my middle finger. He was slick, so I didn’t need to add more lube quite yet. He watched me through hooded eyes, his breaths hitching as I eased my finger in to the knuckle. Wanting a better angle, I rolled him to his back and got between his legs, adding a second finger.

“Fuck.” Cheeks flushed and eyes heavy; he was the picture of desire.

I groaned when he reached between our bodies and gave my cock a slow stroke. Foreplay helped Lust get a better read on my partner and learn their kinks, what they liked and disliked. But I was too fired up, too eager to sink into him and finally know what it was like to be whole.

Stop, I told myself. Fate might’ve chosen him as my mate, but I would never accept him as such. I couldn’t.

“I still hate you,” I said, pulling my fingers free and hovering over him.

“Still hate you too,” he murmured against my lips before kissing them.

I eased into that kiss and moved my hips forward, teasing his ass crack with the head of my cock. As an immortal, I couldn’t pass on or contract human diseases, so I’d only ever used condoms with females—because yeah, I wasn’t the daddy type.

“What are you waiting for, a fancy invitation? Stick it in or I’ll find someone else who will.”

“Someone else? They won’t fuck you like I can.”

Humor danced in his eyes. “Prove it.”

I grinned down at him as I slicked my cock and tossed the bottle aside. Lining up at his entrance, I slowly pushed into him.

Bliss.

His ass was so warm and tight. Perfect. I lowered my face to his chest and licked his nipple as I sank deeper. He hissed between his teeth and grabbed me by the hair, forcing my face back to his for a rough kiss.

As his ass pulled me in deeper, my eyes rolled back. It was intoxicating. My soul mate connection to him hummed in my veins. Being inside himonly made it stronger.