Page 70 of Madness & Mayhem
“Come on my tongue, Lakyn,” he commands, and my body shoots off, like a match that’s lit it’s fuse, and I explode into his mouth, crying out his name as my body feels as if it’s levitating.
He sucks my clit into his mouth, and I let out a shout as I grab at his hair, pulling on the strands and wishing he would come closer yet move away at the same time.
Removing his mouth from my wet folds, he climbs up my body. Grabbing onto my hair, he wraps the strands around his fist as he pulls me upright. He pulls my shirt over my head, and I can feel the heat from the fire warm my back.
Reign stands, his erection straining against his pants. My hands reach out, and I trail my fingers along the seam of his jeans. It tenses against my fingers, and he grabs the back of my head, his fingers squeezing my hair in his grip. “Taste me, Lakyn. Taste all of me.”
I grab the button of his jeans, undoing it and tugging down his zipper. His erection springs free against his briefs, and I pull them down. He’s hard, the thick vein on the underside pulsing with need. I grip him in my fist, squeezing him tight at the base.
Leaning forward, my tongue slips out, and I smack his erection against my tongue. He groans, squeezing my hair to the point of pain. “Don’t tease me, Lakyn. Show me how good of a girl you are for me.”
I wrap my tongue around him, sucking him into my mouth and going down as far as I can. He hits the back of my throat, and I allow the saliva to pool in my mouth, spreading along his silky skin.
“Fuck yes,” he groans, thrusting his hips forward into my mouth. I choke as I glance up into his eyes.
He grabs me tightly, holding me in place as he stares down at me. His fingers graze along my jaw, sliding across my hollow cheeks before he wraps his fingers around my neck.
And then he fucks me ruthlessly, staring down at me with so much love in his eyes it makes my own water. His fingers wipe the tears as they fall, catching them on his fingers and then slipping them into his mouth. He sucks my tears clean as he fucks me, his cock growing endlessly large in my mouth, until my jaw aches, and I can do nothing but drag my tongue along the underside of him as he takes what he wants.
Which is everything.
And I give it, willingly.
He pulls out suddenly, leaning down and grabbing me beneath the arms. He hauls me up, pinning me back until the back of my neck hits the mantle above the fireplace. The flames are warm against my backside. Reign steps up to me, grabbing me around my thighs and lifting me into his arms.
My arms go over my shoulders, and I grip onto the mantle as he lines himself up and slides inside. I let out a moan, gripping the wooden mantle tightly as Reign positions himself just right.
He moves, and I hook my ankles together behind his back as he begins thrusting inside of me. Our bodies grow warm, damp with perspiration as we move together. Our eyes connect, hold and lock together as we move as one. His eyes swirl with emotion, and I let go of the mantle, leaning forward and gripping onto his shoulders. Both hands go to each side of his face, and I grip him tightly as I lean down, pressing my lips against his. My mouth opens at the same time his does, his tongue slipping between my lips. I grind my tongue against his, moaning into his mouth as his hands go to my upper back, keeping me pinned against him.
We grind against each other, our bodies becoming slick with sweat, and a moan breaks from my mouth.
His hands go to my hips, and he slides me down his body. Grabbing me by the waist, he turns me around, his front molding to my back. I reach forward, gripping the mantle as he slides into me from behind. My front prickles with heat from the fire, and we move together, sliding against each other. Every thrust from him hits the spot inside of me that has me seeing stars.
The slap of our skin connecting has me moaning, and he drops his hands back to my hips, embedding his fingers into my flesh as he thrusts into me again and again. He lets out a low growl, his nails creating crescents.
I tilt my head back, dropping my head to his shoulder. He bends down, pressing his lips against my forehead in a quick kiss. “Your cunt is fucking euphoric against my cock, Lakyn. I never want this to end.”
“Then don’t let it end,” I moan, staring at the chipped ceiling paint.
“Everything has to end someday,” he rasps, pulling me back before slamming back into me. “Though I’ll never let you go.”
Heat barrels between my legs, and I let out a cry as my second orgasm comes to a head, ripping through my limbs. I nearly lose my balance, but he holds me against him as his cock stretches my walls, emptying himself inside of me. I sigh, feeling his heartbeat pump wildly against my back.
“I never want you to let me go,” I whisper against him, my front feeling on fire from the flames. I glance down, seeing my warm skin tinged pink from the heat.
He holds himself against me for a moment before he slips out, his hands sliding down my back. “I’ll never let you go, but we can’t stay here any longer, Lakyn. Grab your things, we’re leaving.”
My brow furrows, and I turn toward him. “Where are we going, though? For real.”
He pulls his pants up and shoves his shirt back over his head. “North. We’re heading north. It’s our best bet.”
I think of trekking north, through the cold snow. On foot. It sounds horrible, but it also sounds like our only bet.
“Okay. Let’s go.”
He nods. “Grab your things.”
We work silently, getting our things together, packing the two small backpacks Reign found in one of the back closets. Once the cabin is as empty as we arrived, we stand in the doorway, staring at each other.