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I was like Pavlov’s dog, my body awakening, becoming aroused just from looking at Cian… from just thinking of him.
I quickly took off the oversize shirt I wore—his T-shirt—and let it drop unceremoniously to the ground. And then I padded softly over to the shower, pulled the sliding glass door open, and stepped into the humid, hot confines to stand behind him.
I stared at the broad, massive width of his muscular back, my nipples tingling and tightening, my pussy becoming soaked, my inner muscles clenching. I was sore between my thighs from the numerous times we’d fucked, had sex… made love, but still I wanted more. That pain only led to more pleasure.
His head wasn’t low as he rinsed off the shampoo from his hair, his biceps flexing from the subtle motions. I didn’t stop myself from lifting my hands and pacing my palms flat on his back. He didn’t flinch, but I did notice the twitch of his muscles from that small touch.
“My Evie,” he said softly, yet I heard the clear desire and yearning in his voice through the rush of the water.
I knew he’d been aware of my presence as soon as I opened the bathroom door. He finished rinsing his hair after only a second and turned around to look at me. I had to tip my head back to stare into his eyes. And the expression reflected on his face was one of pure, unadulterated rapture.
Water sluiced off his square jaw and along his full lips before sliding down the planes and slabs of muscles. At that moment I wanted to be water, droplets and beads moving sexually, erotically over his well-honed, powerful body. I was impossibly wet, so drenched that my inner thighs were coated with my arousal. I clenched my thighs to ease the pressure that settled there, but all that did was pinch my clit between my delicate folds, drawing a moan from me.
We said nothing as we continued to stare at each other, the heat from the shower incomparable to how hot I was for Cian. I looked down to trace the rolling hills of his abdominal muscles and stopped at his insanely huge and fully erect cock. The appendage twitched the longer I stared at it, growing impossibly thicker, harder.
I watched as the droplets of water continued to move along that length that stood straight out from his groin and pointed at me. I was jealous of those droplets and was about to drop to my knees and pay respect to Cian’s dick, when he growled low and had me in his arms a second later.
The startled sound that left me was one of pleasure and need as he pressed my back to the ceramic tile of the shower, my legs braced on either side of his waist, his mouth crashing against mine.
He started rolling his hip, grinding that hardness at the soft spot between my thighs until I was moaning and groaning against his lips, pleading and begging for him to fuck me.
He kept hold of me as he moved down my body, shifting me slightly so my ass was now resting on an outcropping shelf, the little bottles of shampoo and body wash clattering to the tiled floor.
My feet were braced on his shoulders as he settled between my thighs. I could feel his hot breath move across my exposed and spread pussy, and another shiver moved through me. I looked down at the top of his head, his form so big that even though he was on his knees, he still dwarfed me and the shower stall.
And then he started eating me out, worshipping my pussy like it was the only altar he’d pray at, like I was his goddess and he’d forever revere me.
And so I closed my eyes and let my mate take me away to what I was sure was heaven.
30
Evelyn
It felt… off to be willingly stepping into Adryan’s domain, but here I was, Cian by my side, his hand curled protectively and possessively around my waist as we were led through Sinner, Adryan’s nightclub.
After he’d eaten me out in the shower, he turned me around, bent me over so I had grabbed my ankles, then fucked me long and hard, his passion like another wild animal he housed inside. And I accepted it all greedily, crying out for more, for him to fuck me as hard as he could. And he had. God… he had.
He’d fed me by hand again, taken me once more on the bed, and then he held me all night. We slept in, and it had been the warm sunlight streaming through the window and the feeling of Cian trailing his hands along my exposed back, tickling me softly, that had finally roused me.
And then we left, and here we were, going right into the viper’s den. I walked beside Cian, so sore and sensitive between my thighs it brought a smile to my mouth.
As if he sensed my thoughts, he glanced down at me with hooded eyes and growled low before dipping and whispering in my ear, “Be good, mo ghràidh.” He ran his tongue along the shell of my ear before straightening, and I bit off a moan, focusing ahead and not allowing my body and need for Cian to dictate things right now. Even if I really wouldn't have minded.
Although we weren’t in the main part of the club where the patrons and clubgoers were, I could hear the heavy beat of music and bass coming through the walls.
After we checked into another hotel once we entered the city, we’d eaten dinner and rested some more—on Cian’s orders, which had just made me smile at his possessiveness. When we arrived at the club, there had been a massive line stretching around the side of the huge brick building. After the bouncer had spoken into his radio, he ushered us inside, where another man—a vampire, presumably—led us away to a side door where we were cut off from everyone else.
The hallways we walked through all had the same black and red aesthetic I noticed through the entire interior. And then we came to a halt in front of massive double doors. The man in front of us knocked twice before a deep, echoing voice boomed from the other side. He pushed one of the doors open and stepped aside, staring at me with a bland expression on his face, because he felt no threat coming from my way—but I didn’t miss the tightening of his body as he stared at Cian.
I followed Cian inside and felt his hand tighten against my waist, his protectiveness fierce and moving around me. We both stopped in the center of the room as we stared at Adryan, who sat in this throne-like chair behind a massive desk. I couldn't help it… I snorted at the sight. What an arrogant asshole.
As if he read my thoughts, he grinned and winked before standing and walking around the desk toward us. That was when I saw the biggest fucking dog following right at his heels, the beast of a canine so large that his head damn near came up to Adryan’s upper thigh. His golden coat was thick, and the hair around his face looked like a lion’s mane.
“I am so fucking glad you two could come to my club,” Adryan said and stopped a few feet from us, clapping once as if our presence had just brightened his day. But I wasn’t fooled by the sociopath.
Cian, once again, kept his body partially in front of mine in a protective stance but allowed me enough room so that I could see what was happening.
“Come on and check it out since last time you and Odhran had sticks up your asses.” He looked between the two of us, his grin still wide. I wondered if he bothered shielding those smiles among humans. It would be impossible to hide those massive fangs he sported. Then again, with this day and age, I assumed most probably thought he was one of those people who had a vampire obsession and wanted to be like one.
