“I want to fucking soil you with cum so you’ll be corrupt enough to be mine.”
“I’m already yours.”
He groaned, his cock pulsating inside me. His warm release filled me as I trembled through my climax. With every piece Devlin gave me, we became stronger—our link solidified. No matter what kind of breakdowns he had, I vowed to be there to pick up the pieces and help him sort through them.
Chapter Sixteen
Devlin
I stood in the shower wondering how I could end this thing I’d unwisely started with Juliana. Tyler was right—I was in over my head with this woman.
When we’d come home last night, we avoided talking about what had happened at the club, but I knew she was still worried. She thought I was unstable, more than I believed it. Even with all my so-called experience with watching it manifest, I still doubted what I felt and saw was not as real as it seemed.
I felt I had an advantage over the disease. I’d spent years watching it fester in Damien. I knew the signs, symptoms, and all the hallucinations that came with it. That didn’t mean it still didn’t confuse the shit out of me, but I felt like I should’ve been ahead of the curve. At least I was aware of its presence and had spent years looking for the signs in myself.
I leaned my back against the cool tiles and replayed everything that had happened the night before—from the realistic feel of the crowd as I pushed through, to the incredible climax I’d reached when I’d taken Juliana against the speaker. I questioned if any of it was real or just a waking dream.
My cock hardened with the thought of her tight pussy wrapped around me. I palmed it. Stroking it slowly as the hot stream of water ran down my skin. I squeezed my eyes shut, cupped my balls, and imagined Juliana on her knees, ready to take me into her mouth.
Cool air wafted into the shower stall as Juliana stepped in. I blinked through the sheen of water dripping from my lashes. She was a fucking goddess. Perky tits, smooth, creamy skin, and a tight pussy that would make me grovel. Arousal took on a new meaning when I looked at her. She awakened a part of me I never knew existed—never knew I needed.
She leaned in and licked my nipple as I continued to stroke my cock aggressively. Her hands were like silk as they moved up and down my torso. I screwed my eyes shut as she dropped to her knees. The first flick of her tongue on the sensitive head sent lightning bolts of pleasure up my spine. Heat, hotter than the water running down my skin, encompassed my cock as her lips surrounded it.
I continued to stroke the base, she continued to suck, her lips brushing against my hand with every descent. She so quickly had me on edge. I angrily pulled her to her feet and pushed her back against the wall, crowding her. “How am I supposed to give this up? Huh?”
“Don’t. I’m here for you.”
Her hair looked dirty blonde under the heavy spray of water, clinging to her face as she looked up into my eyes. I pushed the strands behind her ears and bridged my fingers in the back of her neck.
“Promise me you’ll stay. Even when I am more fucked up than you’d imagined. Just promise me.”
She took a deep breath, pressed her wet lips to mine, and whispered, “I promise.”
I kissed her, hard. Her lips moved as aggressively as mine did. Our hunger for each other was equal, yet different. Mine a desperate ache, hers an instilled need of which she was unaware.
I buried my fingers into her warm pussy. The water that flowed down our skin was an unnecessary lubricant. Her soft flesh was soaked, creating the kind of dark haven my soul understood. With her back against the tiles and one of her legs hooked over my arm, I drove into her with the intensity of a crazed man. A man who’d lost all sense of balance until he found his way home in her body.
Her ragged panting spurred me on—fed my psyche and hardened my cock to the edge of agony. I sucked on her nipple, badgering it with my tongue until she clammed up and came all over my cock. I soared as high as her cries as I rode the wild waves of her ecstasy. My dick pulsing as her pussy clamped down on me. I spilled my hot seed deep into her. It felt like a force took over our bodies that lasted too long. It drained me.
I kissed her. We drank from each other as our bodies settled into a satiation that calmed us temporarily until the need to be with each other—in each other—became overbearing again.
In the end, we both collapsed to our knees, holding each other as the warm spray turned cold and brittle, but our souls burned hot with love and lust.
~*~*~
“She knows.” I stopped walking when Tyler froze in the middle of the sidewalk.
“Knows what?” Tyler’s nervous question made me realize how much he wanted things to work out for me and Juliana.