Page 124 of Deathless & Divided

Sweet Christ.

Damian hadn’t even blinked again and he felt her hands working at the zipper and button on his jeans.

“Lily, wait,” Damian demanded.

“No, fuck me,” she said forcefully, her fist hitting his chest. “Shut up and fuck me.”

“God.”

Lily laughed, the sound airless but thick. “You always know how to get me saying that in the end.”

Shit.

Damian cussed loudly as Lily’s hand circled his dick under his jeans. She stroked him once, twice, and then released him just as fast. Clearly, she wasn’t going to give him a chance to argue with her further. Lily knew what she wanted.

Him.

Damian let her shove his jeans and boxer-briefs down around his hips. When she pulled his shirt up, exposing his back and chest to the cold, early morning air, he let her do that, too. His shirt hit the grass as he began grinding his bare, throbbing dick into her cotton shorts.

Lily groaned lowly, falling back to the grass and digging her hands into the ground as Damian began yanking down her shorts. He kicked his jeans down further at the same time he pulled her shorts off her legs. Lily was nothing but bare skin, sex, and pussy under her shorts. Her juices were already glistening over her pink folds, showing just how hot she really was for him.

Damian fucking loved it.

He cupped her sex in his palm and ran two fingers through her slit.

“Just like I fucking thought,” Damian muttered.

Lily sighed as his fingers pressed into her pussy. “Hmm?”

“Hot, wet, and wanting me, sweetheart.”

Damian smeared Lily’s arousal over her folds and up to her clit. He circled the little nub, feeling her shake from the attention. He kept teasing her with his touches until she rocked her hips into his hand and begged for more.

“Please, please, please,” Lily whimpered. “Fuck me.”

Damian smirked, chuckles building in his chest. “I don’t know how to tell you no, Lily.”

Wrapping his fist in her ripped shirt again, Damian pulled her up from the ground until she was nose to nose with him and her eyes were locked with his. Lily’s pupils dilated wide, her breath catching hard in her chest.

“I love you,” he said softly.

Lily kissed his mouth gently. “I love you.”

Keeping his hold on Lily with one hand, Damian used his other to guide his cock to her sex. He rolled the head of his member through the fleshly lips of her pussy, letting her juices cover the tip of his dick. He let his cock go, letting it rest along the seam of her sex so he could grind his hardness into her soft, wet warmth.

Lily grabbed Damian’s wrist, bringing his fingers to her lips. His digits were still wet with her come. She sucked his fingers into her mouth without a word. Damian couldn’t hold back the growl forming at the sight of her lips encompassing his digits while her teeth scraped along his skin. He reveled in the feeling of her tongue sweeping at his fingers, cleaning them of her fluids.

“You taste like sin,” Damian told her, knowing it was true.

Sin. Sugar. Heaven.

Bliss.

She always tasted like bliss, too.

Lily released his fingers from the confines of her hot little mouth but not before kissing the tips of the digits. Damian rubbed his fingers along her pink lips as he rocked his body into hers one more time. As his cock came down to the entrance of her pussy, he pushed in with a slowness he knew would let her feel every fucking inch of his dick filling her.

“Oh, God,” Lily gasped.