Page 60 of Boys Who Taint (Spine Ridge University #5)

Levi

I dive into her wet, needy pussy, taking my time to watch her unravel beneath me as I coax out the moans. She curls up in the sand, but I’m right on top of her, and she’s not going anywhere.

I need to feel her, touch her, make her mine.

Now, fucking right now, or I will never survive.

“This is mine, little slut. Your pussy belongs to me,” I groan, as I plant kisses all over her greedy little lips. “I don’t fucking care anymore what anyone thinks. I’m taking what’s mine.”

She moans when I thrust in deep and flick her clit with my thumb.

“That’s it, give me your orgasm,” I whisper into her ear. “Let me see that pretty face fall apart.”

“Oh God,” she mewls, while my tongue slides down her neck all the way to her round tits and hardened nipples. I take one into my mouth and bite down until she squeals.

I know she has a thing for my whispers.

“That’s it. Scream for me, baby.”

I lavish the red nipple with licks and kisses while circling her sensitive spots until she’s writhing underneath me, and when she reaches that edge, I slam my lips onto hers, thrusting my tongue inside to claim her orgasmic moans too.

She whimpers from my invasion, but I don’t even care what I’ve unleashed anymore.

She did this. She did this to me, and I am done fucking holding back.

I pull out and spank her greedy pussy.

“Ow!” She jerks her hands up, but I grasp them and slam them back down onto the sand.

“There’s no use fighting me. I gave you that chance and you wasted it all … now I’ll lay waste to you.”

I grip her throat and lean in until her eyes burst open, and she finally looks at me.

“But you don’t mind, do you? Because you like being choked until you’re gasping for breath. You like being chased until your legs give out and you’re forced to kneel. You like it when I force out the moans, and you like it when you’ve turned into nothing but a good little slut for me to use.”

Her eyes nearly roll back into her head, not from my fingers applying the pressure, but from my words that speak to her twisted soul.

This is what she needs. This is what she craves.

To be yearned so badly it broke me.

And God, I have yearned so fucking much she doesn’t even know the depths I went to just to get a single taste, but she will.

She’s my undoing, the only thing that kept me tethered to this fucking earth, and not a thing could stop me from claiming what belongs to me.

“Every inch of this deliciously fucked-up soul belongs to me,” I whisper against her lips before I finally release her and press a violent, greedy kiss on her mouth.

My lips scatter kisses everywhere I go as I slip down, down, down between her legs, and when she clenches them together, I shove them open wide.

“No more hiding from me, little slut,” I groan.

I grasp her thick ass and drag it up to me so her body is partially lifted off the ground and her sweet, wet slit is right underneath my nose. With two fingers on each side of her mound, I spread her open for me so I can admire how wet she is just for me.

“What are you doi—”

I lick my lips and dive in under her watchful gaze, a strangled moan escaping her mouth.

As my tongue slides over her slit, she writhes on the beach, so I clutch her thighs and dig in, eating her up like I’ve always wanted.

I don’t give a shit if anyone finds us here.

Right now, she’s mine and mine alone, and I’m not going to fucking stop, no matter what.

“Oh fuck,” she moans, fingers digging up sand as her feet are up in the air. “This is so wrong.”

“I don’t fucking care, wrong or not,” I growl.

“God, I should hate you,” she murmurs.

“Tell me how much you hate me, then while I lick this pussy raw.”

“I.” She sucks in a breath. “Hate.” And another breath. “You.”

Lick . “Not.” Lick . “Hard.” Lick . “Enough.”

“Oh God,” she moans.

“Yes, I’m your one and only fucking God. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for this pussy, Aspen. Nothing .”

She tastes like a sinful gift dropped from heaven, and I’m gorging on her like a starving man. I’m angry that it took me so long to devour it, that those two fuckers tried to keep her all to themselves when she should’ve been mine all along.

My tongue thrusts inside, and she spreads her legs even farther, pushing herself into my face, and my bulge hardens in my pants. I only pull away to watch her suffer while I fan hot air around her most sensitive area. “I was willing to die to make you happy.”

“I wanted to kill you,” she says between heavy breaths.

“But you never could, could you?” I flick the tip of my tongue around her swollen clit just to see her squirm. “Because deep down, your body still remembered it always desired me.” I swipe my tongue around, her moans my fucking aphrodisiac. “Just like I crave you.”

“Fuck,” she murmurs.

“Now show me how much you wanted me,” I say, planting kisses all over her most sensitive area, alternating them with tongue flicks until she’s nearly ready to beg. “Beg for me.”

“Please …”

From underneath my eyelashes, I look up at her, wanting her to see the darkness in me in all its fucking glory and choosing to accept it.

I want her to choose me.

Look at me.

Say my name.

Make me hers.

“Please,” she whimpers as I add more licks. “Please … Levi.”

God.

The sound of her calling out for me is beyond this world. Pinpricks all over my body, setting me ablaze amid the pouring rain. Fuck.

“Please, don’t stop,” she mewls. “Let me come.”

I dig in like an addict to the taste of her, soaking it all up, sucking and licking to my heart’s content while my fingers dig into her flesh.

And I thrust inside with my tongue once more before I slather her in the sweetest licks until her clit begins to thud against the tip of my tongue, and I can feel her fall apart in my arms. Just as it was meant to be.

My little Firefly … finally, I’ve captured you.

Aspen

He lowers me to the ground and crawls on top of me while tears roll down my cheeks. Tears from the relinquished rage. Tears of defeat. Tears of absolute destruction of the soul. Because he just quite literally sucked it out of my body.

There’s no coming back from this … No coming back from giving your body to a monster.

He picks up my tears with his thumb. “Crying for me now, Firefly?” He brings his thumb to his lips and dips out his tongue, licking up my salty tears like it’s a desert after the main course. “Even your tears taste like heaven to me.”

He grabs my hands and plants them on his chest, slowly sliding them down across his muscular pecs and the myriad of tattoos, all the way down his perfect abs that make my mouth water as we get to his pants.

And for just a moment, I’ve completely forgotten all about the devious things he’s done to me.

“Take out my cock, Aspen,” he says.

His eyes never leave mine as my fingers hook under the fabric and slowly pull down until his length springs out, glistening piercings and all, and it still makes me swallow back the lump in my throat.

“Touch me,” he says.

I lick my lips, hesitant, but I still do what he says, despite the fact that my wrists are still bound. I start at the base, feeling my way up the shaft. He’s huge in my small hands, and I can’t help but feel like it’ll never fit.

But it already has.

He made it fit.

My pussy throbs from the mere memory of him taking me in that pillory, as well as in the woods when he tied Grey up, but I still can’t put two and two together that Levi is my Ghost. That they are both one and the same.

When I get to the tip, it bobs up and down in my hand, and I slowly push back to watch the veins pop as I slowly jerk him off. But he remains motionless as he towers over me on his knees, judging the way I look at him like he’s trying to decipher whether I’m doing this for him … or for me.

If this is a halfhearted decision, or if my soul is fully in it.

But touching him like this reminds me of all the fucked-up kinky stuff he did to me, and all the ways he already made me want to beg for him when he was still wearing that mask.

God, that mask made it so much easier to give in. To let go.

“No.” He grips my wrist and makes me stop when I’m at the base. “I want you … to want me. Touch me.”

My lips part, but words escape me.

Nothing could ever describe the turmoil in my mind, the fracturing of the soul, the splitting of the heart, all torn by the duality of one single man.

Because he is my tormentor, my stalker, my toughest enemy … and my biggest crush.

His Adam’s apple rises and falls. “I want you to see what you do to me.”

My hands slip up his wet abs, touching all the curves and dips of his muscular body, and I revel in the fact that he’s shuddering from just a simple touch of my fingers.

Everywhere I go, goose bumps pop up like his skin has been dying for my attention all these years, and it’s always gone unnoticed.

When I reach as far as I can go, he leans in, allowing me to feel his tatted neck, the little strands of hair covering his face, and the dip in his skin where his devious half smile makes me blush.

I pull him closer, feeling his hot, greedy breath on my skin before I press a single kiss on his lips.

I’m broken.

Because God … I want him.

I want him so badly I can’t fucking breathe.

And I whisper, “Fuck me.”

His dick throbs against my belly, a hungered groan leaving his throat. His hand slides down my body, leaving goose bumps in its wake as he lifts my leg and presses the tip against my entrance.

He grins. “That’s my girl.”

THRUST!

Levi

Her body arches into me, lips parted against mine as I plunge in completely, filling the void inside her.

There was a rift between us that I created to protect her. But her unraveling is my one and only weakness, and I’m done fighting the urge, done fighting the longing I’ve felt for years upon fucking years.

My cock throbs with neediness as I linger inside to let her adjust to my length, the feel of my piercings inside her velvety pussy, and the breathless gasps that follow from the sheer overwhelming desire.

“God, you look so fucking beautiful when I’m inside you,” I groan.

I grab her face and smash my lips onto hers, thrusting my tongue as deeply as I thrust into her. Every thrust is a testament to my perseverance and dedication to her. I don’t just want her to know. I want her to feel it.

“This pussy is mine. Mine, Aspen, mine. Do you hear me?” I whisper against her swollen lips. “Even if you hate me for it, even if Grey and Apollo have made you want them, you were mine first, and you’ll always be mine.”

“Yes,” she murmurs as I impale her.

I stick the two fingers I just fucked her with into her mouth and watch her tongue circle them as she slowly begins to lose herself to me, just like she did when I was still her masked stalker.

“Moan for me, let me hear how much you need this.”

Every moan is fuel to the fire blazing in my body as I fuck her senseless on the beach—sand, salt water, and rain stick to our bodies while we’re consumed by each other.

I push my fingers farther down her mouth, listening to her gargled moans as I plunge in deep and watch her eyes roll into the back of her head.

“Now come all over me,” I groan.

She whimpers as I bury myself inside her to the hilt while her back arches and she begins to throb.

“F-fuck,” I groan, licking her neck before I bite down on her shoulder and come so hard I realize heaven was never beyond death. It was right here, between her plump thighs, nestled deep inside her. That’s where I find my nirvana.

As the droplets of blood roll down her skin, I gleefully lick them up, my breath wild and out of control. And still it feels like I could go again, and again, and again, for weeks, just to catch up on what I missed.

God … I missed so much.

And I’m done missing out on her.

Aspen

I’m lost in thought, lost in the absolute ruin I’ve been left in after being fucked by my Ghost … Levi Torres.

My breath comes in short gasps as I close my eyes and let the sound of the sea beyond sweep me away. It’s easier not to think than to worry about what this means. What I’ve done.

Suddenly, two fingers slide across my face, and my eyes slowly open. He’s looking down at me from underneath those dark lashes, eyes still burning with heat, while he gently caresses my face, and it makes my breath hitch.

A smile briefly forms on his face.

Just for a second, but I noticed.

“Seventy-four.”

“What?” I mutter, completely disheveled from the way he just fucked the resistance out of me.

“Freckles.”

It takes a while for it to register, and my pupils dilate. “You said that before. Oh my God, you counted them all?”

“I did,” he says, tipping up my chin so I look at him. “I’ve been obsessed with you for years. I always looked at you when you didn’t see me. I didn’t wanna miss out. Not on a single one.”

My skin flushes with heat.

“I’ve ingrained every inch of you in my mind so I’d always remember, so you’d always be with me, even when I couldn’t be with you.”

Wow.

I don’t think anyone’s ever said anything more romantic than that.

I don’t even know how to respond. “I …”

Pebbles scattering across the beach distract me, and I look up.

Right into the shocked eyes of Apollo and Grey.