Page 87 of Claim Me

I won’t last long. I can’t. This is all too much. Too euphoric.

Her head is against my shoulder, her body tight and hot between me and Nox. I grab her chin and tilt her head back so I can devour her with my mouth.

She accepts me completely, her tongue dancing with mine as Nox and I drive her closer to the edge with our joint attentions.

I can feel her pulsing around me, her inner muscles clenching as she nears her peak.

Nox growls against her, the vibration seeming to reverberate through her and into me. It’s fucking erotic and forces me to pump into her harder. Faster. More powerfully than before.

Fallon pants against me, her chest rising and falling in anticipation. This angle is so intense, allowing me to feel every inch of her throbbing core as I plunge in and out of her.

“Be a good girl and come for Bane, firefly,” Nox murmurs. “He needs to feel you climax around him. It’ll force him to come, too. Then I can lick you both clean.”

Fallon releases an unintelligible noise as her inner muscles clamp down around me. “Mmm, you like that image,” I say against her mouth. “Would you rather I come down his throat instead of in your pussy, sweet flame?”

She doesn’t answer right away, either because she’s debating or because she’s too caught up in the sensations to speak. But after a few thrusts, she whispers, “Inside me, please.”

“That’s my preference, too,” I tell her before kissing her again.

I know she’s on birth control—only because I’ve helped her get monthly supplies of it—making protection unnecessary. Especially since diseases are not something we need to worry about.

Which means I can unleash inside her.

But not until she detonates.

Because I need to feel her. I need to experience everything with her. I need toknowher. Well and truly. Intimately.Forever.

I draw my teeth along her plump lower lip. “Ignite for me, sweet flame,” I beg her. “Ignite forus.”

She draws in a sharp breath, her eyelashes fluttering open as I grab both her breasts, my fingers tweaking her nipples. Nox follows suit below, something I sense more than know, his timing almost always in tune with my own.

“Oh,” Fallon moans. “Oh,stars…”

Her inner walls squeeze me as her entire body goes rigid.

And then she screams, the welcome sound echoing in the marble-and-glass enclosure, and tightens around me like a noose.

“Fuck,” I curse, her climax demanding reciprocation, her sheath clenching so severely that I’m left with no choice but to follow her over the edge into oblivion on an explosion I feel to my very soul.

Everything goes dark. Then light. Hot and then cold, only to be hot again as my cum spills inside her, claiming my mate from the inside out.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

“Ours,” a deep voice corrects.

I ignore him, too consumed by the sensual goddess on my lap, her body pulsing and driving mine to the brink of divine insanity.

I swear Fallon comes again, her orgasmic pull too intense to be from one climax alone.

But I’m too lost in the sensations to take note, too destroyed by the perfection of the moment to care about anything other than our mutual pleasure.

She’s my ideal match. My mate. The other half of my spirit.

I didn’t realize how lost I was until finding her.

“No wonder I’ve wanted you all along. You’re flawless,” I breathe, my lips against her ear. “I’m going to cherish and worship you for the rest of our lives, little flame.”

She shivers against me, her body replete and utterly sated.