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“Good?”

“So good.”

“Again?”

“God yes.”

He repeats the action, smoother this time, and doesn’t stop. Back and forth his hips move, sliding him in and out. It feels nothing like before…this is divine.

I didn’t know it could feel like this.

All of the anxiety I was feeling before is gone, but in its place is a new kind of tension, a tightness building in my muscles and in my core. Like a coiling spring that’s being wound and wound and wound until it’s at breaking point and desperate for its release.

My fingers are clawing down Cove’s back, my heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper into me. Harder.

I’m panting, begging, nearly crying with the frantic need to see this through to the end and Cove’s right there with me, matching my fevered actions with increased pace and force of his own.

It feels like climbing a mountain, to reach the pinnacle, only to realise that the only way down is to jump off the ledge into the abyss.

And I’m ready. I want to jump. To fall. To crash back down to earth from the higher plains of pleasure that Cove has driven me to.

My coil is about to snap.

“Come for me, Mai-Tai,” Cove pants in my ear. “I can’t hold back any longer.”

With the permission I didn’t know I was waiting for, I unleash my spring with a violent cry, screaming my release into the inky darkness.

The sky lights up with a stunning night rainbow, each colour so bright I can taste them on my tongue. I swear I hear the stars sing their blessings down on us, and every single particle in the air charged with magic caresses my skin.

Cove groans and stills. I feel him swell and release, pulsing inside me as my own muscles spasm and dance back down to earth.

He pulls out and flops onto his back and I feel a rush of wetness between my thighs.

Shit. We didn’t even think about protection.

I tense for a second and then force myself to let it go. It’s too late to change anything and too soon to be able to do anything about it. We’re in a boat in the middle of the ocean. We can deal with…stuff later.

I close my eyes and relax.

When I come to, I’m still lying on my back, still trying to catch my breath and still trying to recover from…all that. Cove is still next to me, equally breathless, his fingers entwined with mine. It’s like he can’t bear to let me go.

I like it.

I prop myself up on my elbows and glance over at him. He looks gorgeous with his hair all ruffled. I want to reach out and run my fingers through it, but I can’t stand to let go of his hand either.

Above us, the fireworks are reaching their grand finale but I’m panting so hard I can’t make out the music they’re set to. Nothing will beat what we just did anyway.

Blinding white light sears my vision, and pain explodes inside my skull with enough force to send me crashing back against the pillows. I grab my head and roll onto my side, groaning. It’s agony and I want nothing more than to scream the pain away, but I’m too weak from the sudden onslaught to fight it. All I can do is lie there and let it wash over me in scorching waves of fire.

I’ve never known pain like it – even through all the electroshock ‘therapy’. It makes me want to scratch until my hot blood flows freely over my skin to soothe and cool the pain away.

Then the voices start, and somehow this torment ricochets even higher. I can’t even whimper or cry; the pain is holding me captive in its jaws so tightly I can’t spare the energy. All I can do is close my eyes, listen, and pray I somehow survive.

We’re coming for you. You can’t escape. We can sense you now.

There’s no running. No hiding. Your soul will be ours.

Going to taste.

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