Page 34 of Exquisite Death


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Tarian’s cock is hard and dripping as it nudges my core. The cool metal of his Prince Albert piercing presses against my clit, and I’m anxious to know what it will feel like when it finally slides inside me.

I capture his face in my hands, to keep him from looking away.

“I want this,” I tell him earnestly.

Tarian doesn’t waste any more time, and as his thickness stretches me, the blissful pain sends a shiver of relief and fear racing through me. My legs are trembling, but I don’t release him from between my thighs. I can’t. I run my nails along his shoulders, causing him to shudder, and as the corner of his mouth lifts, his lip and eyebrow piercings flicker in the low light of the bedroom.

“I can’t move,” he moans as he lays his forehead against mine.

It’s a tender moment. There’s a vulnerability to him I haven’t seen before, and I don’t know what to do with it. It’s new to me, and I’m not sure if I can handle Tarian as gently as he’s touching me.

Resting his weight on one elbow, the fingertips of his free hand skate over my curves, and when he reaches my ass, he grabs it and pulls me against him. The motion makes him sink even deeper inside me, filling me completely.

“You can,” I urge, wanting him to do something, but then I realize he’s waiting for my permission. “Fuck me, Tarian.”

He stalls for a silent moment before he pulls out, almost all the way, and then slams back into me, making my toes curl. Pleasure racks through my body as if I’m being electrocuted. Every nerve is a live wire, and I’ve no way of surviving the onslaught.

I dig my nails into Tarian’s back, which only seems to spur him on. He moves faster as his mouth once again captures a nipple and bites down, sending pained ecstasy coursing through every inch of me.

Reaching up, I tangle my fingers in his pitch-black hair and tug hard, causing him to hiss against my breast. My body responds to his rough thrusts, and as his hips hit against mine and I’m slammed into the bed, I realize this is what he enjoys, and I find I love it too.

Our bodies mold together as if we were made for each other.

“Fuck,” Tarian breathes in my ear, and I can’t stop my body from shivering at the warmth of his breath against my cheek. The sensation washes over me in a wave of bliss. I’ve never felt anything like this before.

“I can’t stop,” I mumble.

“What?”

“I’m going to come,” I moan as I bite down on his shoulder.

Tarian reaches up, and wrapping his hand around my neck, his fingers squeeze my throat as he tightens his grip. There are dark spots blurring my vision, and I can’t stop the euphoria creeping up my spine.

As he chokes me, I claw at his back and pull his hair, and soon, I feel him thickening inside me. A groan from deep in his chest sends me spiraling out of control, and I cry out. My voice sounds hoarse, but it’s Tarian’s name on my tongue.

When he finally stops moving, all I can feel is the rise and fall of his chest. Our bodies are still entwined, and the feel of him is hot and heavy against me. Fighting back tears of emotion, I bite down on my lip to keep from crying. It’s not sadness but a feeling of elation that’s causing my response, and maybe it’s something deeper that I’m not willing to explore just yet.

Tarian’s lips tease their way up from my breast until they capture my mouth in a gentle kiss. All the while, he holds me as if I’m fragile.

Maybe I am.

Maybe he’s the only one who sees how delicate I truly am.

“Are you okay?” Tarian’s voice is a deep timber that vibrates against my skin.

He pulls away, his eyes locked on mine as he looks deep inside me, searching for the truth. I can only manage a nod in response to reassure him.

“Promise?” he questions.

I blink back the emotion and finally whisper against his lips, “Yes. I didn’t think I would be. But I am.”

He doesn’t look convinced, but he shifts, pulling me along with him, until we’re both covered by the sheets.

“Shit,” he mumbles as he rushes to the en-suite, leaving me confused. When he returns, he’s carrying a washcloth, and I can’t help but giggle as he spreads my thighs and gently wipes away his release from my skin. “Sorry.” He mumbles his apology before disappearing back into the bathroom.

I’ve never been with someone who’s so attentive before.

When Tarian slides back into bed beside me, he pulls me into his arms. I should talk to him to see if he’s okay, but I can’t bring myself to say anything. My eyes flutter shut as exhaustion takes over, but before sleep steals us both, he places one last kiss on my forehead.

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