Page 87 of The Path of Blood and Betrayals

His hand finds my covered core, one finger drawing up, collecting my wetness. “Seti’sHell,” he curses, inhaling me. “You’re dripping.”

Looking over my shoulder, I cock an eyebrow. “Are you going to push me away this time?”

The question hangs between us. Does he send me away again, is this too much, or will he finally give in?

“I should.” He gazes at me, spreading my ass, lips still red from my blood. “A better man would.”

“Are you a better man?”

He smiles devilishly. “I’m not man, pet. Now, hold still.”

Lowering his head, he inhales at my entrance, teeth nipping at my sensitive inner thighs. Trapped in my clothing, I can’t do anything but wait for his touch.

He takes his time. Hands roaming over my legs, cupping my pussy, molding my ass. Every bit of skin, he touches, his tongue following to taste.

“Kaden?” I say, and he groans, pausing.

“I hate when you say my name.”

Laughing, my nails dig into his cot. “Why?”

“Because it sounds like a fucking promise, and I want it too much to ignore.”

Going back, his pulls my panties to the side, tongue lazily tasting me from top to bottom. Moaning, I drop my head, body shaking.

One touch and I’m ready to explode.

“You don’t know how badly I want to feel you wrapped around my cock,” he murmurs, tongue sliding deep, swirling inside of me. My hips buck, chasing his mouth as he pulls away, lips kissing my folds.“To see that wicked darkness and feed it until it’s all you ever know. Evercraved.”

He swallows, spreading me wide like he’s a man starved. “But not yet.”

Diving back in, he tastes me ravenously. His tongue swirls, laps and takes as if he owns me. Rightnow, he does.

Those fangs, rake along my heated flesh as an orgasm builds and my hips move, pleading for more.

He smiles against my thigh. “Is there something you need, kitten?”

This Fae is going to be the death of me.

“Please,” I beg and he shivers.

“I love hearing you beg for me.”

He pulls me higher, pressing my neck down into the pillow.

“What are you?” he asks, nipping against the underside of my ass, tongue following to ease the pain. “What have you done to me?”

Digging my head into the fabric, I’m lost to pleasure as he lunges forward, sucking my clit between his teeth. Shouting, I muffled my moans and grip the pillow. My whole body tightens, my orgasm on the horizon.

He sighs, lapping up my juices as one fingers enters me. Everything tenses, clamps on the intrusion. “This was supposed to be easy,” he murmurs. “You weren’t supposed to be so intoxicating.” He flicks his tongue over my clit, pumping steadily into me. Gods, it feels good. “So goddamn perfect.”

He keeps working me, the edge coming closer and I moan, voice breaking.I’m so damn close.

“Mark my words, Max. This isn’t going to end anytime soon. Now that I’ve had you, felt you, tasted you,fuck,” he curses, sucking at my entrance. “I’m never letting you go.”

He flicks his tongue harder, his fingers doing wondrous things inside of me and I bite down, barreling toward my release.

Just a few seconds longer—hestops.