Page 24 of Broken Shadows (Corrupt Shadows Duet #2)

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Lorcan

My shoulder taps the doorframe of the porch on the second floor as I lean against it and trace Evie’s curves with a searing gaze.

I inhale my next breath sharply as undeniable, primal lust squeezes my veins, forcing nearly all the blood in my body sprinting toward my cock faster than the white water tickling my ears further down the river. I want her. I always do, but this insatiable drive to devour my witch right here and fucking now is on a level I've never experienced.

A groan slips past my lips as a lash of Hell fire coils around my balls and tugs.

She turns toward me and caresses our bond. What's wrong ?

I fucking need you, Baby Girl. I prowl toward her as she steps back and presses her ass against the wooden railing. I peel off my mask and chuck it on the wooden rocking chair, then collar her with my shadows and lower my lips to hers.

She bites her lip . Now?

Now.

The pulse in her neck hammers beneath my shadows, each beat sending an electric current across my skin. I skim her hot cheek with the bridge of my nose, inhaling as I continue to the shell of her ear and whisper. “ I need to be inside you.”

My witch arches into me as I sweep my lips against hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth. Evie gasps and I delve deeper, thrusting in and out of her mouth like it’s her cunt. Sweet vanilla rose scented arousal curls around us, thickening the more our mouths dance. I uncoil the shadow from her throat, then leisurely trickle it into her shirt. Evie moans as my shadow splits and attacks her tits with primal intent, rolling her nipples into tight, hard buds. My fingers glide over her hips and grasp her ass, lifting her, and grunting as she crosses her ankles at my lower back, grinding against my swollen cock.

The wooden planks reverberate with our combined weight as I drop to my knees and pant against her mouth. “Take off your jeans.”

My witch scrambles off my lap, stands, then drags her pants down her mouth-watering legs before stepping free of the puddle of fabric. I grunt as a searing wave of desire hardens my cock further. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous. Come here.”

Evie shrieks as I dive forward, and her feet flow out from beneath her before she can comply with my request. My fingers cradle the nape of her neck and the small of her back as she falls, turning us so my back hits first.

Evie lets out an oomph, then laughs. “Impatient, are we?”

I stretch out on the porch beneath my witch, grip her hips, and lift her to kneel over my face. “Godsdamn, Evie.” I lift my head and smother my face with her drenched panties. The fabric clings to my mouth and nose as I draw in a torturous breath of her musk. My cock thickens to the point of pain as I consume her essence and she groans. Evie turns to look over her shoulder as the clink of my belt buckle sounds, followed by the zipper.

“Lorcan, what--?”

“Eyes on me,” I demand, nipping her swollen pussy through her panties. Evie’s heart rate speeds as I sneak a claw under both sides of her panties, slice through the thin lace, then yank them off her and ball them in my fist. “Such a dirty little whore, soaking your panties instead of my face.” I bring the fabric to my nose and chuckle deeply as her eyes widen, a blush stealing across her cheeks. “Now be a good girl and ride my fucking face. Let me taste that needy cunt.”

Evie moans and lowers herself, her glistening pussy barely touching my lips.

No.

I need more.

I grip her ass with my claws and her blood scents the air, driving my need higher. My stubble covered face rubs against her soaked cunt, a growl vibrating against her sensitive pink flesh. “I said sit on my fucking face. Not. Hover.”

Finally, she sighs and allows her full weight to rest against my mouth. I swipe my tongue through her slit. Arousal blazes within me, stealing my breath. I continue pleasuring my witch with my tongue as I reach down, tug my cock free of my pants, and wrap her wet panties around my shaft. I groan against her pussy. “Ugmphm. You taste so fucking good.”

A breeze rushes past, igniting the low hanging fog’s illumination as it lingers around us.

I shuttle my fist up and down my aching shaft as pleasure tightens my lower abs. I tug on our bond and absorb just how good I make her feel, then speak into her mind. What a messy cunt. So damn needy you’re practically drowning me.

“Lorcan,” Evie cries, grinding her pussy lips down and chasing her pleasure. I stab my tongue as far as I can into her pussy, then curl it backward, her sweet slick pooling on my tongue. My cock jerks, the friction of her panties a mind-numbing combination of pleasure and pain. I smile against her vulva as a brilliant idea forms. I will my tongue to shift into its demonic counterpart, elongating and splitting in two. My witch trembles against me as I sweep my tongue against her inner walls, moaning as the taste of her desire sweetens. My arousal only worsens the more of her I taste, pre-cum leaking continuously into her lace panties as I fuck into them. Shit. I’m so close.

That's it, Baby Girl . Fuck my face so hard I’ll never be free of your mouthwatering taste and scent . The rhythm of her thrusting hips falter, then speeds up as I growl, the sound traveling down my demonic tongue as it vibrates within her.

“Holy fucking shit,” she pants. “Oh Gods, I'm close.” I dig my fingers into the outside of her thighs and press her further into my mouth, gliding my stubbled chin against her silky, slick skin. Evie whimpers as I retract my tongue, then gasps as I massage her tits with my shadows and smooth my demonic tongue from the base of her slit to clit. I cuddle her bundle of nerves between the two halves of my tongue and growl, swallowing as a fresh wave of arousal floods my mouth. Mmm, do you like that?

“Y-yes!” she screams. “Mmm… Ughng… Why does that feel so good? What are you doing to me?”

Look down and see for yourself.

Moaning, Evie sucks in a breath as she draws back slightly, taking in the scene beneath her. “Is your… tongue split?”

I laugh, then suck her clit between my lips. It is.

“Oh Gods, yes. Please. More.” The ground vibrates as her palms meet the wood just above my head.

What a needy fucking slut. I pinch her clit between my teeth and suck hard, my climax cresting as her sounds of pleasure rise in pitch and volume. Make this pretty pussy come all over my face.

“F-fuck, I’m coming!” Evie screams my name over and over as ecstasy claims her, washing through our bond and taking me with her.

I grunt and groan as my cock throbs painfully and my sinful pleasure tightens around my balls. My head falls back against the porch and mind-numbing bliss consumes me as I orgasm. I moan, words of praise falling from my lips. “Ahh… Ughngh… Baby Girl… Fuck!” I gather her panties around the head of my cock as cum shoots into the fabric and drips onto my stomach, the lace over-saturated with my release.

Evie climbs off me, then curls into my side. We stay there, soaking in comfortable silence for several minutes. I rub circles onto her back as we catch our breath.

Evie leans up onto her elbow. “What now?”

“Now, I find you some food. Don’t think I have forgotten how neglectful you’ve been of your body.”

***

“So, we need to talk about the trials again. I know you’re the embodiment of lust, but I think what we’re all experiencing surpasses even what you’re capable of.”

My throat tightens and something within me crumbles. No response came to mind, so I let my silence answer for me. The absence of sound rings with warning, begging her to shut that pretty mouth of hers, the post coitus glow plummeting. It’s complete folly to argue the same point over and over. I pinch my eyes shut briefly and ignore the chasm opening behind my ribs.

My madness stirs, breaking the surface of my mind like shattered glass. “I suppose this is when you use the trials as an excuse to pull back from me again.”

“What? No! I’m serious, Lorcan. No one is acting like themselves. For fuck’s sake, I swear I caught Rosa and Ezra watching each other masturbate!”

I pinch her cheeks roughly between my forefinger and thumb, then jerk her face toward me, the claw on my thumb digging in a little too hard. I lean forward and lick up the trail of blood trailing its way to her jaw. Fuck, that’s good. “‘I told you I’d show you I can still terrify you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Lorcan. Listen to me. This is just the trial of desire pulling your strings! Snap the hell out of it!”

I growl sharply, then fold my arms over my naked chest. “No, it’s not. It’s honestly fucking pathetic that you think you’ll escape me again. I can see it in your eyes. You want to run. Try it. I dare you, Witch. I'll collar your pretty neck so fucking fast it’ll snap.” I hiss in a breath. “Better yet, I’ll drag you around on a leash like my personal pet whore. Always by my side where you belong.”

She storms toward me, then pokes me in the chest. “You’re going to have so much groveling to do once you realize I’m right.”

Evie’s back bows backward as I lean over her, pressing my chest against hers. “You keep speaking, but I’m too busy imagining shoving my cock down your throat to shut you the fuck up.”

“You’re being intentionally cruel.”

I tap a clawed finger against my lips. “Perhaps.” My cock jerks against her belly as I catch her throat in a palm and squeeze. “But you wouldn’t want me if I was nice.”

Evie shivers, then takes a backward step toward the bedroom door. The heel of her back foot lifted, ready to pivot her at a moment’s notice. No, dammit. I squeeze my eyes shut, trembles cascading to every limb as I fight to maintain my sanity. She will never forgive me if I allow my madness to spew vile words at her whenever it pleases me.

My eyes flash open and she gasps. “Your eyes.” Her torso tilts toward me as she stares, mouth forming a perfect O. What a good little distracted prey she is. “They’re split down the middle of each iris, one half green, one half black. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Her breathless comment washes over me like ice water, numbing my shock and chipping away most of my madness induced anger. I don’t even recall what she said to send me into a rage. I melded my madness with my self-aware mind. I’ve tried countless times over the centuries but failed. Every. Time.

I will not let this opportunity go to waste.

I tunnel a hand into her hair, then drag her head back sharply.

“If it gets to be too much—”

“It won’t.”

I growl and shake her with the hold I have on her hair. “I need to know you’re okay. Communicate through the bond if you’re unable to speak. Green for good and yellow for if you’re getting close to your breaking point. If it’s too much or you don’t feel safe, shout red down the bond and everything stops. Do you understand me, Baby Girl?” My question rushes from me, husky and deep, my lust clear in every syllable.

Evie nods. “I need your words, Witch.”

“Yes, I understand, Demon.”

“Run, Evie. Before I do something that cannot be undone.”

“Now?”

I will my demonic self forward, my skin zapping as the shift quickly takes hold. My voice growls out of me in its full, demonic timbre. “Go. Before I do something that cannot be undone. You have two minutes until I hunt you.”