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“I’m not faking anything,” she says. “I’m going to come.”
If she’s really that close, I want her to come on my tongue. I pull out and kneel at the edge of the bed. Gripping her thighs, I pull her toward my face, only taking a moment to admire the beautiful pussy in front of me. Aside from the bloody smears, it’s perfection.
Now I need to know if it’s as delicious as it looks.
I hook my arms around her thighs and bring my mouth to her slit. I lick, tasting everything from tonight. It’s not great, but her taste lies beneath it all. Warm and sweet. I focus on that as I tongue her.
As I gently suck her swollen clit, her moans shift. They’re less restrained. Her fingers clutch the sheets, and her hips begin to move. She chases each stroke of my tongue as her thighs begin to quiver in my grasp.
“Holy fuck,” she pants.
I push my fingers inside her, and she gasps as she draws closer to her edge. Her breath comes in sharp bursts, matching each flick of my tongue as I tease her and give her a little push. I want her to fall over that edge. I want to taste every drop of her genuine pleasure.
“I’m going to come!” she screams.
“Who’s making you come?” I ask.
“Jax,” she moans.
Hearing my name fall from her parted lips sends an ache right to the hardened flesh between my legs. She tightens around my fingers, and warm wetness overflows from her. I lean down and scoop up every drop with my tongue. I don’t care that Tobin’s pleasure has mixed with hers. I don’t care that the metallic tang of blood permeates her sweet flavor. I want to drink her like wine, and nothing will stop me from curling my tongue along her clit as her body shudders.
As she begins to come down from her orgasm, I fist my cock and push inside her again. Firm, pleasure-filled spasms squeeze me again and again. I’ve never felt something so incredible. It’s as if my body was made for hers.
I reach forward and grip her breast in my hand. The hard point presses against my palm as she pushes her chest upward. My hand travels down her stomach, reveling in each panting breath she takes. It’s too much. I can’t hold back any longer.
I pull out of her and stroke myself. Instead of coming inside her, I want to watch my come paint her pretty little pussy. As I feel the pressure build, I squeeze just beneath the base of my cock and send come spurting onto her skin. I empty everything onto her, then I draw my hips back and push inside her again. I’m sensitive after I come, but it’s a reminder that I was given the gift of release as my head strokes her walls again.
When I can’t take it anymore, I pull out and lie beside her. My hand rubs between her legs, smearing my come into her skin. God, she’s incredible. She’s?—
“You could let me go, Jax,” she whispers.
My hand stops moving. As does my heart. I knew this was all part of her game, but I let myself forget for just a moment. I didn’t want to think about it, but now she’s forcing me to.
“Aurora, you know I can’t.”
“If you don’t let me go, Kane or Tobin will kill me.”
I shake my head. “Tobin wouldn’t.”
She doesn’t respond. How can she? We both know what we’re up against. We both know I can’t say that Kane wouldn’t kill her. He would. Even with the plan to give her to The Nameless, he still might.
“I can’t let you go. You don’t understand how this works.”
“So explain it to me. Help me understand.”
I’d almost rather let her go than try to explain our situation to her. To explain what it means to be three minds in one body. I’ve seen the looks before. People either think it’s all an act or that we’re crazy. Sometimes both. But no one truly understands because no one ever tries to understand. They would rather fear and ostracize the unknown than take the time to hear it out.
Considering letting her go only pisses Kane off. I feel him in my mind, lurking just behind a door that he can easily break down. But this girl doesn’t get it. How can I make her understand?
I suck in a deep breath. “Fine. You can go.”
Fire blazes against the backs of my eyes, and a headache knocks against my skull. I stay on the bed as she rushes to find her backpack. She looks back at me for help, but I can only shrug my shoulders and rub my burning eyes. I don’t know where Kane hid it. She finally gives up and heads for the door.
And just as she opens it, the door holding back Kane swings wide.
Chapter Twelve
Kane
