Page 143 of Severed By Vengeance

Derek traveled down my body, kissing and lavishing every inch. I let my thighs fall open, and he wasted no time in tearing the soaked fabric of my panties from my body.

“You know, you owe me at least two handfuls of underwear.”

“I’ll buy you whatever you want, angel, as long as I get to drown in this sweet pussy any time I want,” he groaned, licking up my dripping slit.

There was just something so sensual about the extra layer of moisture, the silky way our bodies slipped against each other, the mixture of rain and the taste of his skin. Despite the slight chill in the air, the cold never reached me. Every part of me was covered by his heat and utterly consumed by the fire he was stoking hotter with every lick and flick of his tongue.

“Fuck, I missed this,” he growled over my clit before suctioning it into his mouth. “So damn good.” His hands gripped my hips, and he hauled me closer, drinking me down, slurping up every drop.

I threw my head back as an orgasm barreled through me. My mouth parted as he continued feasting, bringing me over the edge a second time. My legs closed around his head, unable to withstand another flick of pleasure, or I’d disintegrate into unrecognizable pieces. But Derek pried my knees open and took one last lick from end to end with the flat of his tongue before climbing over me.

“Eva, I don’t have a condom,” he said, nibbling on my earlobe.

Tracking my cycle had never been more useful than at that moment.

“It’s okay. I want to feel every part of you. Fuck me, Derek.”

His pants were off and tossed into a puddle in the next second, and he slid inside me with a groan. My eyes widened at the sudden intrusion, stretching me to nearly the point of pain.

“Are you okay?”

I nodded, a sated smile on my lips as I wrapped my legs around his body and gave his cock a squeeze. He chuckled into the hollow of my throat, pushing deeper, filling me so damn good he could have very well split me in half, and I’d die happy.

“You have no idea how much I missed this.”

My nails dug into his back as he thrust forward, my body gliding against the grass with each powerful stroke.

“I love you, Derek. Fuck, I love you.”

“Can’t be without you again,” he said, punctuating each word with a thrust of his dick.

I bit down on his chest as my climax crested. “Never again.”

Derek pulled out and flipped me over, pulling my hips back before crashing inside me.

How his massive body covered mine, how he filled me so deeply, was enough to make me come undone. I broke beneath him, his name like the sweetest melody on my lips.

“Mine,” he growled into my ear as he came, chasing my orgasm. His large arms gripped me tightly around the waist as his heavy grunts faded in time with his movements.

We lay there on the wet ground, me over his chest, tracing his tattoos.

The rain had slowed to a drizzle.

“Are you going to invite me inside, or you’re just using me for lawn sex?”

I leaned my chin on his chest and laughed. “Oh, I’m definitely using you for sex.” His laughter shook my whole body. “But you’re right. It’s chilly, and we’re both absolutely filthy.”

“You know that little bastard cat was watching us from the window the whole time. I’m pretty sure he has a voyeur kink.”

It was my turn to laugh. Derek held my face, his expression suddenly serious.

“What’s wrong?”

“I was just thinking, do you think Deimos and Diego will be happy about being roommates again?”

I couldn’t suppress the smile stretching across my face. “What exactly are you saying?”

“Simple. Your place or mine?”