Page 7 of Cheshire’s Smile (The Crimes of Alice #3)

The words barely left my mouth before Cheshire’s lips crashed onto mine. His tongue delved into my mouth, massaging and pulling my tongue into his mouth. I was hesitant to move it too much with his sharp fangs pressing against the sides.

Reluctant conversations with Kat have made me aware that kissing someone with fangs was an art that was painfully hard to master.

I dragged his tongue into my mouth, sucking on it until he let out a low growl. Cheshire hitched my knee over his hip, then rolled over to settle between my thighs.

A moan escaped me as his hard length ground against my center.

Ripping my mouth from his, my head fell back as I gasped for air. “Cheshire.”

Cheshire’s mouth moved down my neck, sucking and nipping at my flesh. I tensed against the touch of his fangs. “Relax, love. I’m not going to bite you... yet.”

His hand palmed my breast through my corset. My back arched into his touch. Desire burned through my veins, lighting my skin on fire.

“Please,” I whimpered.

A low rumble vibrated against me, and his nose brushed down my clavicle dipping between my breasts. “For a hundred years, I have dreamed of this body. Watching the others take you, listening to your sweet moans, it took everything I had not to take you right then and there.”

“Why didn’t you?” I slipped my hand beneath his top, caressing his chest before pushing at the material.

Chuckling, Cheshire slipped his arm out of his top before shifting to remove the other side, leaving his bare chest for me to explore. Hot muscular skin met my hands.

I grabbed and dragged my nails along his flesh, unable to get enough of him.

“Oh, pet.” Cheshire’s fingers worked on the ties of my corset, each tug and yank sending flashes of anticipation through me. “I wanted you wide awake and focused solely on me for our first time, and now I have you.”

He parted the stiff material of my corset, freeing me from its constraints. My nipples hardened and pushed up against the bodice of my dress. Cheshire’s thumb brushed over the peak. His mouth closed over it through the fabric, ripping a gasp from me.

“Cheshire, more.” I tugged on his hair, needing his mouth on my bare skin.

“Patience, darling,” he purred against my chest. “I’ve waited so long to have you. I want to take my time with you.” He pulled the bodice down to exposed my breasts to him. “Perfect.”

I gasped, clutching at him. “I bet you say that to all your lovers.”

Cheshire licked his lips and cupped my moderately sized breasts in both hands, circling the tips with his thumbs.

“Oh, no, my love. They weren’t lovers. They were an assignment.

The queen made me mate with them. I did not worship their bodies like this.

I didn’t ache for them in my very soul. They were a quick rut to procreate and nothing more. ”

He smiled. “The only lovers I’ve had by choice were Mercury and you. So, when I tell you that your breasts are perfect, I mean they are the only breasts I’ve ever wanted to see, to touch, to taste.”

His mouth closed over the tip, sucking it hard enough that I cried out. He released it with a pop of his mouth before laving it slowly with his tongue.

“I’m going to take my time with you, pulling out every delectable sound from those luscious lips.”

“This is pure torture,” I groaned and lifted my hips, trying to grind against him. “I need you this instant.”

“Do you now?” Cheshire mused, tugging my dress down until it pooled at my waist. His lips found a path down between my breasts and over my abdomen, his tongue dipping into my belly button before he teased where my dress started. “Beg for it.”

My fingers tangled in his hair as I pushed at his head. “Please, pussy cat. Touch me.”

Cheshire growled. “I warned you, didn’t I?”

Without warning, he ripped my dress from my body, leaving me in just a tiny scrap of fabric. A sharp clap hit my center, sending a jolt of pleasure and pain through me.

“What’s my name?” His claw slipped beneath the side of my panties and yanked, snapping the fragile fabric. He made quick work of the other side, throwing the ruined garment to the side.

I whimpered. He was so close to where I ached for him, and yet he wasn’t giving me what I wanted.

Another sharp slap to my clit made me scream.

“What’s my name?”

A hot wet trail slid up the inside of my thigh. My legs spread wider on their own, my hips pushing up to meet his mouth. Yet he moved further away the more I fought to get him where I wanted.

I knew what he wanted. I just had to give it to him and then he’d give me what I wanted. Pride told me to tease him more. The pulsating need pooling between my thighs didn’t care.

“Cheshire. Please,” I moaned, tugging on his hair.

“There’s my good girl.” Cheshire’s mouth covered my clit, sucking it into his mouth hard enough that my back bowed. The intense pressure in combination of the left-over sting sent me over the edge in mere seconds.

“Hmmm.” Cheshire lapped across my folds. “I will never get tired of the way you taste.”

“Cheshire,” I pleaded, my body quivering with each stroke of his tongue. “I need you.”

“Do not rush me, pet. I’m contemplating if I want to mark you here,” he stroked his claw down my inner thigh, “near this perfect pink pussy. Or here,” he cupped my breasts, pulling my nipple hard between his fingers, “the breasts that haunt my dreams.”

So overwhelmed by the feelings he was pulling from me, I didn’t know what I was saying until it was already out of my mouth.

“Both.”

Cheshire chuckled darkly. “Such a greedy girl. You want both? Then come for me again.”

Something soft and velvety wrapped around my throat, holding me in place while his fingers thrust slowly inside of me. He pressed up against the top of me, holding pressure in that sweet spot while his thumb circled my clit.

My release rushed through me so fast that I couldn’t catch my breath. A sting lashed into my inner thigh, sending me higher than before. Cheshire didn’t stop. He stroked me through my release until his fangs pulled out of my flesh.

A whimper came out. My hand grabbed the tail around my throat and trailed down it until I found the base of it at his spine.

I gave it a firm tug. A loud snarl came in response, his tail tightening around my throat so I was gasping for breath.

“Careful, pet. I’m not ready to fuck you yet, but if you do that again, you won’t give me a choice.”

Eyes narrowing, breathing shallowly, I gave his tail another firm tug, breathing shallowly. “Fuck me, Cheshire. Now.”

He ripped his hand free of my grip, then pinned both my hands above my head. As he held me with one hand, he dragged his pants down his hips. Purple stripes decorated his hip bones, pointing down to his long, hard length.

“Is this what you want, love?” He stroked himself, eyes locked on mine. “You want me to fuck your pretty little pussy with my cock?”

His tail released my throat and stroked across my chest, flicking nipples with each pass. I moaned and arched up into its touch.

“Yes,” I gasped, widening my thighs for him. “I want it.”

“Don’t move these hands or I’ll stop,” he growled, eyes firmly on me.

Swallowing, I nodded. Anything to get him inside of me sooner.

“Good girl.” Cheshire released my hands and cupped the back of my thighs, pulling my knees over his shoulders to leave me completely vulnerable and exposed. He teased me with the hot tip of him, barely pressing in before pulling back, making me whimper.

“You know, the twins are so mad at you, they wouldn’t even let themselves think about you.

” He pushed in an inch, stretching me agonizingly slow.

“I would torture them for hours, describing what it looked like, watching them fuck you. Watching this pussy envelope their cocks.” Another inch pressed in.

“The way you smelled. The sounds you made.”

My fingers curled into fists as I tried to keep myself still and not force him to go faster. Each inch was a sweet agonizing torture that I couldn’t get enough of.

Another inch.

“Cheshire,” I gasped, eyes rolling up. “Please.”

“Oh, just like that, pet. Keep begging so prettily for me.” Without warning, he thrust completely inside of me.

“Oh Reaper!” I cried out as I clenched around him. Each thrust sent me higher and higher.

Cheshire’s claws bit into my hips, dragging me hard and fast up to meet him.

“Fuck, love. You’re squeezing me so tight. It’s been so long. I don’t know if I’m going to last.” His eyes dipped to my chest, where my breasts bounced. His thumb reached between us and pressed on my clit right before he bent over and pierced the flesh of my left breast with his fangs.

The scream that came from me burned my throat. My legs trembled, and I couldn’t breathe through the pain and pleasure that sent me careening over the edge. After a moment, Cheshire released my breasts and roared, hot cum filling me before dripping down my backside.

“Yes, love. Take all of me,” Cheshire rumbled low, a satisfied smirk on his lips. “I knew you would ruin me for anyone else.”

I hummed and wiggled beneath him. The movement brushed against my sensitive areas, making me moan. “What about Hatter?”

Cheshire cupped my chin and leaned forward, pressing deeper inside me, his length barely softening inside of me before he was hard once more. “Who said he isn’t the one who fucks me?”

I groaned at the imagery. “I’d like to see that.”

“Would you now?” Cheshire purred, rocking his hips gently so he slid in and out of his own mess. “Or maybe you’d like me inside you while Hatter takes me?”

I clenched around him, a whimper escaping my lips.

“You’re squeezing me so tight,” he gasped, smiling down at me.

“I think you like that idea.” His thrusts became a bit longer and harder, hitting me deep inside.

“Or maybe you want us to take both of your holes at the same time. Would you like that, precious?” His nose brushed against mine before he sucked on my bottom lip.

“Want me to take your pussy while our Hatter takes your gorgeous ass?” He cupped my bottom, the pad of his thumb pressing at my back hole.

“Fuck,” I gasped, my eyes squeezing shut. “Yes.”

“Oh yes, our girl likes that idea. Come for me again and, when we find Hatter, I’ll make sure you get it.”

Just the thought of them both taking me at once sent me over the edge once more. Cheshire’s mouth pressed to mine, smothering any sound that came out of me. His body tensed against mine, and his fangs nicked my tongue.

Cheshire grunted and sucked on my tongue, his hips jerking a few times inside of me before he released me with a groan.

“That was...” I panted, stroking my hands down his shoulders and biceps.

“I know, precious.” Cheshire traced my lips with his own. “I know.”

I ached deliciously in all the best places. The only thing that could have made this better was if Hatter was there with us now. The twins could watch since they were mad at me. If only we could find them, then everything would be perfect.

“Did you seriously have sex in my bed?” Tick’s voice interrupted this moment of bliss. “Without me?”