Page 54 of Bellamy

“Already healed,” he answered with a seductive rasp in his voice. He gripped my hips.

His scent wrapped around me. Bourbon and the citrusy note of bergamot. I closed the gap between our mouths, suppressing a moan at just how good he tasted. I burned all over, and he was the only one who could put out those flames. With his touch. With his kiss.

Bellamy deepened the kiss, no space between our bodies. I felt the hard bulge of his cock in the front of his jeans and groaned deep. Our mouths slid together slowly. Perfectly.

Passion set me on fire, burning away all my reserves. Burning away everything but him and the confusing, scary, but fucking amazing way he made me feel.

And then I smelled it, a warm spice mixed with a bit of sweetness. His pheromones. It was intoxicating and made me pull at his pants in a desperate urge to get him naked. Our teeth clanked as the kiss turned sloppy and rough.

“I didn’t mean to release the pheromones,” Bellamy murmured against my lips, his hand trailing to my pants and popping them open. “It was Lust. He got excited.”

“You speak like he has a mind of his own.”

“He does.” Hazel eyes met mine, the colors in the irises swirling like paint. At first, I thought there was only green, brown, and a bit of gold in them, but that close to him beneath the lights, I saw other colors too. Blue, amber, deeper shades of green, and silver, like a kaleidoscope of every single color existed in the depths.

Was that how his power worked? The colors swirled in his eyes until Lust picked up on what a person found most appealing, and then that color surged forward?

Bellamy’s face softened as his thumb smoothed along my jaw. “What color do you see when you look at me? I can’t tell.”

“All of them.”

“They shift between colors?”

“No. I see all of them at the same time.” I lifted a hand to his cheek, touching right below his left eye. “Like paint splashed on a canvas, the colors all running together. What’s your real eye color?”

Sadness stared back at me. “It doesn’t matter. No one ever sees it but me.”

“Do you want them to?”

Bellamy gripped my nape and captured my lips again. A clear sign he didn’t want to talk about it. Fair enough.

He lowered us to the floor and guided me onto the mat. He shoved his pants down to where they rested below his hips, and then he worked mine off.

“No lube,” I pointed out.

He smirked. “I don’t need lube to make you come.”

Bellamy glided his lips down my neck and chest. His breath feathered across my skin as he lowered to my belly and swirled his tongue around my navel. Chills spread down my arms and legs. His eyes flickered up to mine as he went even lower.

I groaned as he licked the tip of my cock. He gripped my base before taking me inside his wet heat. Hotter than I’d ever been, I watched myself sink in and out of his mouth. It was just like the fantasy I’d had of him in the shower a while back, but a million times better.

Because it was real.

“You taste good,” Bellamy said, his voice creating delicious vibrations on my cock. His voice was a bit deeper. “And you’re all mine.”

Holy shit. Was Lust taking over him? I didn’t have much of a chance to ponder it before he took me back into his mouth. All thoughts went out the window at that point.

I ran my fingers through his golden hair, loving the slight waves of the soft strands. He found a nice rhythm, and I eased into it, watching him through heavy-lidded eyes. He played with my ass, finger fucking me as he worked me with his mouth. My hips jolted when he flicked his tongue across my slit.

A smile lit his eyes before he did it again.

My orgasm came out of nowhere. I could usually last way longer than that, but I was in fucking paradise as I came hard, dick pulsing and ass squeezing his fingers. And he definitely didn’t seem to mind given the victorious look in his gaze. He had known exactly where and how to touch me without me saying a word.

Bellamy spit a large load of my cum into his palm before slicking his cock.

“Ah, hell,” I said on an exhale as he lined up at my entrance. “You’re going to kill me.”

“You like it.” Bellamy tossed me another smirk as he slowly eased forward. The attention he’d paid to my ass made the glide easier as he seated himself inside me. I groaned. “See? I’ll make you feel good.”