Page 8 of Bottoms Up (Mythic Beast #4)

He licked the spot he’d bitten, straightened, and my world turned inside out — slam — he buried himself deep.

Assfucked with a baseball-bat-sized dick, and okay, that’s an exaggeration but it’s what it feels like when it’s in your ass.

Now that I could orgasm, I did, and it was a vaginal, penile, and anal orgasm all at the same time, which I’m positive has never happened before, but all I could do was scream and fight to keep my body oxygenated while the most pleasure I’ve ever felt swarmed through my body — heat in every cell of my being while my racing heart pumped whatever Julian had put into my veins throughout my circulatory and nervous system.

My screams echoed back to me, pure pleasure and bliss, and then Julian hammered into me hard , held, and came deep, deep in my bowels with a roar.

He pulled out, inserted a giant plug into my ass before I could even register the emptiness, and then oh-so-gently moved me off the bolster, rolled me onto my side, and covered me with a sheet.

He put a blanket between us, and then just held me while I tried to catch my breath.

At first, I’d passed out after intense orgasms from Julian, but I was determined not to lose consciousness this time.

“I have you, amore mio . Close your eyes and drift.”

The second I closed my eyes, everything went dark.

* * * *

Silver

I awoke slowly, still curled against my vampire, my body warm and loose and spent, his arms like stone around me — cold, strong, immovable. My heartbeat was slow but steady, each thud a reminder I was still here.

I blinked up at him. “I didn’t want to pass out this time.”

“It’s okay.” His fingers brushed my temple. “Your body needed to shut down a few minutes to deal with the overload. I have grape juice, when you’re ready.”

I relaxed in his arms, soaking in the feeling of being wrapped around him, under him, claimed .

“Not yet. I’m good. Fuck , Julian. You’ve never blocked every kind of orgasm at the same time before.”

“I needed to learn your body,” he said softly, “and more than that, your mind.”

“So, it’s a different formula? Blocking a male orgasm and a female orgasm?”

“It is. Men don’t often differentiate between anal and penile orgasms. Females rarely do, mostly only those really in tune with their body. You fully understand all three kinds of orgasm, but you…”

He paused, fingertips skimming my ribs. “You feel everything. You track everything. I thought I could trigger a penile orgasm with the cock ring and the bolster, but whether I could get you going on an anal orgasm and a penile one at the same time? I didn’t know.

Mostly, I needed you to not know what I was trying for. ”

He wasn’t wrong. I tend to overthink things, and that doesn’t work so well when it comes to getting out of my head and enjoying sex.

But I hadn’t seen it coming today. Hadn’t realized he was building me toward something unprecedented until it was already detonated.

A few minutes later, he gently sat me up and reached for the grape juice in a double-walled glass container. I drank the whole thing, but was disappointed when the chilled sweetness woke me up more than I wanted, dragging me out of the lovely haze I’d been floating in.

I leaned back into him, reluctant to leave the cocoon we’d made. “I liked being soft beside you.”

It was clearly a complaint, whinier than I intended, and he kissed my temple. “I promise you can sleep in my arms later this week. I have time with you until eleven tonight, and I intend to make the most of every second.”

I smiled and pressed my cheek to his chest, even knowing he couldn’t warm me. “I’m invited to a Girls’ Night Out thing in two weeks. I hope we’ve resolved the demon issue by then, so I don’t have to worry about running into the asshole.”

The sexy fucking asshole who promised things I didn’t want to think about , but I wasn’t ready to talk about that yet.

“Kirsten and Cora will be there. I’m sure they’ll stick close and keep you safe if we haven’t figured something out by then.”

His faith in them was comforting.

“What are we going to do between now and eleven?”

“I’m going to watch you eat while we’re trapped downstairs,” he said with a smile in his voice. “Once it’s dark, we’ve added an ax-throwing area to the side of our archery range. I thought we could throw axes and play with the compound bows.”

He traced slow circles on my back, his cool hand calming and intimate.

“Kirsten has throwing knives, and she’s offered to show you how they work.

If you like them, she can show you how to wear them concealed, so if the demon approaches and knocks everyone out but you, you’ll have a way to annoy him.

She says you won’t be able to kill him, but you might make him leave. ”

I nodded. “Thank you. I haven’t carried a gun in a long time.

I have several, and I keep my carry license active, but I’d need to go to the range and practice before I’d trust myself with one in public, where I might actually need to use it.

Once I became part of Mythic Beast, we had security around us all the times I might’ve carried, so it hasn’t been necessary. ”

“Guns are loud. Knives are silent.”

His voice dropped even softer, a barely-there vibration against my skin. “I just need to know we’ve done everything we can to keep you safe.”