Page 24 of Mariposa (Queens Command #1)

I pull on his hair as he buries his face in the middle of my breasts.

He sucks and bites on both pebbled nipples, moving from one breast to the other and taking one nipple at a time, biting and sucking with a handful of my tit, kneading me.

He adds another finger inside, stretching me to his liking.

My back arches off the ground, and my mouth gapes open, feeling too damn full, but he curls them in a way that makes it too pleasurable—almost in a way I can’t take.

“Violet…you’re so fucking tight. Look at you, gripping my fingers, weeping like a greedy slut who wants more.

” He’s working my body like I was made for him.

Like he’s known my body for years. My walls clench around his fingers as he brings me closer to my finish line, edging me until I moan.

“You like being called a slut? You like knowing how fucking dirty you are?”

“I do,” I moan.

He squeezes one breast as he sucks on my other. I bite my lip hard, and then I feel a lightning bolt of pain when his teeth sink into my skin on the side of my breast until he draws blood.

“You look beautiful in red, you know that?” He licks my blood off my skin and returns to my mouth. His tongue dives inside, forcing me to taste iron.

Suddenly, I’m off the ground. He throws me over him, so I’m sitting on his face while he’s standing.

He keeps stalking until my back hits the pillar, and I cry out from his tongue meeting my clit.

My legs are on his shoulders as I grip the dog tags around his neck for balance.

My heart thunders against my rib cage as I realize what he’s doing.

A dark cloud moves against the moon, darkening the environment so much that Kade’s face is barely visible underneath the bridge.

Then he’s underneath my red dress. With one hand, he finds my breasts and twists my nipple. I shudder and grind my teeth.

The pleasure is blinding. He sucks and nips my clit with his teeth. The way he makes me fall apart so easily should be illegal. His tongue spears me, and he groans.

“No one’s ever tasted this fucking good. I want to come in my pants just from eating your pussy.”

He fucks me with his tongue. My eyes roll back, my core tightens, and I’m sucking in breath after breath as heat pumps into my veins. I’m so close, stars twinkle and swirl. My nails scrape his back. His teeth pinch my clit, and I scream.

One more move, and I’m going to come.

“Violet?” Booker calls out in the distance.

My eyes shoot open as paradise is yanked away from us.

“Shit.” Kade sighs, frustrated. I push Kade away, tapping him, and he reacts quickly. I’m on my feet, and he helps fix my dress and tucks in my breasts. He runs a hand through his beard and stares at the origin of the voice booming for me. He moves in front of me to shield me.

“Violet, where are you?” he calls out again. I turn around, poking my head off to the side of the pillar and squint. Booker is walking farther away from us, holding a beer.

“Don’t. Don’t go with him.”

Is he asking me to finish what we started?

“What?” I murmur as I fully clothe myself again.

My fingers are trembling. My inner thighs are already screaming with soreness.

God, I can still feel the shape of his tongue inside me.

My body’s already begging for more as my clit pulsates with fiery need.

I didn’t get to come, but reality sets in, and as much as I want to continue, more people flood the beach.

“You heard me.” He breathes as he runs a hand through his dark hair.

He flips my cross necklace to the right side while a high tide sweeps and crashes against my calves, making me trip over my feet.

Kade grips my hips and pushes me hard against the same pillar he tongue-fucked me on.

He places his hand on either side of my head and towers over me.

“Jesus, Violet, why are you so damn clumsy when it comes to water?”

My brows pinch together.

“Wait, what do you mean by that?”

“The water portion you failed doesn’t ring any bells?”

My jaw drops.

Ass .

“How dare you bring that up. I’m not clumsy!” My palms push against his chest, but he doesn’t budge. Another intense wave crashes into us, but this time he’s the one stumbling, and before he can fall, he grips my wrist and takes me down with him.

The high wave instantly drenches us, water rises until it ices my chest and gets the ends of my black hair. I squeal as the freezing water continues to assault my skin, goosebumps erupt all over until I’m trembling and breathing hard.

I peer to the right, watching Kade react similarly, but he isn’t making a sound. Our eyes finally meet, and the moon gleams across his wolf-like mismatched eyes. We hold each other’s stare, but it’s the water droplets that drip down his lips that call my attention.

“Who’s the clumsy one now?” I angrily mutter.

We pause for a second, and then we’re both breaking out into laughter.

His deep chuckles have me giggling harder.

“I don’t think I’ve heard you laugh.” I look up at the stars as we both lie on the cold sand. I love his laugh; I want to hear it more.

“I don’t think I’ve heard myself laugh this hard in a really long damn time.”

I stare at him as he gets up, taking in the sight of a relaxed Kade. He offers me a hand, and as soon as I take it, he gently pulls me up. His clothes are all damp, and so is my dress. The breeze reminds us of the current season.

“Booker has my phone and wallet,” I whisper.

“Get some rest. Celebrate a job well done when you return home tomorrow. You should go now. You’re all… wet .” His eyes drip with infinite lust.

I bite my lip as a rush of heat swims into my cheeks. Shaking my head, I grab my heels, which I dropped a few feet away.

“Careful, Master Sergeant. I might actually think you have a soul.”

He grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks my head to the side so that my neck is exposed to him. He walks me back further into the shadows.

“I don’t. Which is why you’ll stay clear of me. This moment of being just a guy on the beach and just a girl on the beach is over.” His hot breath dances against my neck as he keeps a vicious hold on my hair, and I moan.

His once lustful expression softens and meets my curious gaze.

“I won’t ask how he died, and I won’t say I’m sorry for your loss. Those words won’t do your grief justice to lose someone as special as a father, but I will say that I’m proud of you, and I’m sure he is, too.”

My whole body grows warm as I lose my breath.

“Violet!” Booker calls out again. He’s close by.

Kade lets me go and takes a step back. He looks over my shoulder with a scowl.

If he catches us, my career is over before it even started. I can’t let a man deter my career before it begins. No matter how fucking fantastic the way he just devoured me was. No matter how much his presence alone has me in a daze. I don’t want my career to end before it can start.

I stare up at him, but the cold, distant teacher I’ve had for the past year returns.

This might be goodbye.

He’s right about this moment we shared being over, though. I have an early drive tomorrow, and I’ve been looking forward to reuniting with my grandparents. I still need to pack, and the list of things that I still need to get done comes back to haunt me.

I turn around and spot Booker. I don’t know when Slater joined him, but they’re both searching for me.

“I guess this is it, then?” I say, my eyes still on Booker.

Whipping back around, the butterflies die when I realize I’m alone.

Kade is already halfway to his vehicle.