The Dark Thrall Mating Olivia

Chapter Seventeen

My back hit the wall as his tongue explored my mouth, his hands moved down my body.

Mapping out my curves as I brought my hands down to the hem of his shirt. I needed to touch him just as he was touching me.

I ran my hands beneath the cotton fabric, tracing my fingertips over his abs. His muscles flexed and jumped beneath my touch as a warmth spread through me.

Goddess, I had dreamed about this moment, fantasized about it so much that it didn't seem real.

It felt too good to be true as he growled my name, his body covering mine.

I moved my hand to trace it over his side before pressing my palm against his back beneath the shirt. Feeling the heat of his body seep into me. He was warmer than me, warmer than Sid even. I didn't know if it was because of what all he was, but I loved it.

The way the room seemed to heat up around us as we kept kissing each other. Taking our time to let things build between us even though it felt rushed, it was anything but.

I drew his shirt up his torso and he leaned back, letting me pull it off and over his head. He took

it from me, tossing it to the side as I ran my hands over his tattooed chest.

"Fuck, Everly, when you touch me." He trailed off, his eyes flashing silver like a cat's eyes glowing

in the dark. Reaching out, he cupped my cheek. "It feels so damn good."

"I know." I bit my lower lip as I dragged my fingers down his chest. Watching the way his lips parted and he let out a soft moan as my hand moved lower. I could spend all day touching him like this, watching the way he reacted to me.

It made me feel powerful to know that I affected him as much as he did me.

My fingers moved down to the waistband of his jeans, and he let out a soft growl as I toyed with the buckle of his belt. His thumb stroked over my lips and I parted them, taking his thumb into my mouth and swirling my tongue around the digit.

His long lashes fluttered closed as he growled my name, his body pressing tighter against mine. "Fuck, baby." He groaned as he thrust his thumb between my lips and I sucked on it like I was going to do to his cock. "Such a sweet mouth."

I moaned around his thumb, pressing my thighs together to try to ease the ache that was building in my core. I was so wet, I could feel the slick heat dripping down my thighs. I was so desperate for his touch. It didn't matter that I had come earlier. I felt so needy and desperate for him.

I bit his thumb, scraping my teeth over the skin as he moaned and pulled it away. His eyes opened and locked with mine as pinpricks of magic nipped at my skin. The pain of it only added to my pleasure.

"Fuck." He groaned as I reached out, cupping his hard erection through his jeans. He reached down, covering my hand with his and thrusting himself into my touch. His lips caught mine as he kissed me hard, his tongue thrusting into my mouth, mimicking what he wanted to do with his cock.

Micheal wanted to take me until I couldn't walk. He wanted to make me scream and beg for more until he was all I could think about. I could see it in his eyes. I could feel it on some primal level. My vision sharpened and I felt my teeth grow to sharp points with the need to claim him.

I needed him. My body burned for his touch. For his kiss, for his claim.

His hand caught mine and I felt like I was flying or falling again. He had teleported us to his bed. I sank down onto the soft surface as he leaned up onto his knees. Pushing my dress up my thighs, I lifted my hips, helping him pull my dress off of me leaving me in just my panties.

I hadn't bothered with a bra and now I was glad as he leaned back on his heels. The hunger that burned in his eyes was all-consuming, like it would burn us both up if he wasn't inside me soon. One look at me and he was out of his clothes. With a flick of his fingers, he tore off my panties. It was so easy to forget that he wasn't just a shifter, that a demon lurked inside of him too and that demon wanted control and was taking it tonight.

"Mine." He growled. His hands ran up the outside of my thighs, making goosebumps prickle along my skin. "You're mine, Everly."

"I've always been yours." I whispered, knowing that it was true. It felt like I was made for him, that my entire life had been leading up to this moment with Micheal.

"Fuck, look at you." He groaned as his hands grasped my hips. Lowering himself to the bed, he settled between my thighs. "You're so fucking wet for me and we're just getting started."

His tongue moved through my folds and the back of my head hit the pillow as I arched my back. Pressing my pussy against his mouth, I moaned his name. He let out a growl against my sex that vibrated through my body as he lifted my hips higher.

His tongue fucking into my slick, wet heat. It was like he was trying to devour me whole and I didn't want him to stop. I threaded my fingers through his hair, writhing as I cried out in pleasure as he moved up to my clit. His tongue was flat as he worked it against the tight bundle of nerves making me shake beneath him.

'Look at me, Everly.' His voice whispered into my mind like a caress. 'Look at how pretty you look while you take my tongue.'

I gasped, lifting my head to look down my body at him. His auburn hair fell around his face as his eyes glowed brightly in the darkness of his room.

'You taste so good, better than anything I've ever tasted before. I could drown myself in your honey, spend hours. No, days here, just like this watching you.' His words were husky and fed into my desire as my body started to tense up.

I was so close. "Micheal, please don't stop. Don't ever stop."

'Never will, baby. You are mine.' His eyes closed and his tongue moved faster as he pinned my hips between both of his hands.

My back arched off of the bed as I cried out. A wanton moan filled the room and I realized that it was me as I came apart on his tongue. My orgasm washed over me before I knew what had hit

me.

Fireworks danced across the back of my eyelids but he didn't stop the movement of his tongue. Micheal didn't give me the chance to come down as he drew his tongue down, working it into my pussy to drink down my orgasm.

A sweet, warm pressure built up in my lower belly. I cried out, my hands gripping his hair as his tongue slipped inside of my sex. A deep heat filled me, sending flames through every inch of my body.

Micheal worked me through it as my body shook from the vibrations of his growl. His tongue moved faster and faster in and out of me.

'I'm not done, baby. Come on my tongue, I want you to take everything I give you.' He ordered and I did again and again until I felt like I would break.