Ink & Dagger (Sins of Eden #1)

20. Chapter XX

Chapter XX

Emily

U sing two fingers, he spread my lips apart and flattened his long tongue, licking me from taint to clit before repeating the same delicious torture. The moan that left my lips was more of a sigh as he gently did it again.

“You taste like the most decadent sin, Sweet Witch,” he groaned. “So fucking good. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of your delectable taste.”

And with that he buried his face between my thighs and delved his long, forked tongue deep into my pussy, growling against my flesh. An animalistic need grew between us both as he reached spots that had never been touched.

My back arched from the bed as he grazed his sharp teeth down my clit and I tried to squirm, but he pinned me still. The stimulation alone had my nerves ready to explode.

“Oh, Goddess!” I cried out, my orgasm building against his assault.

“Your Goddess isn’t here, Little Witch, but I’ll be your fucking deity,” he growled from between my legs, making me shiver and moan louder.

Letting go of the bed sheets, I wove my fingers into his hair and gripped his horns to hold on as he ravished me ruthlessly. I wanted to ride his face and chase my release into oblivion.

His tongue curling and filling me had me bucking my hips off of the pillow, but it was the way his teeth gently grazed over my clit that had my chest heaving and fighting for air. No wonder why Lust was a deadly sin.

My stomach clenched and my sensitive clit throbbed, but I could do nothing but hold on and enjoy the ride as he found a spot deep within me that had me writhing beneath him.

“Jax. Jax, oh fuck,” I cried.

“That’s it, say my name, Little Witch. I wanna hear you fucking scream it as you come for me,” he said, inserting two fingers into my pussy.

I moaned and cussed as he sucked hard on my clit. The sound of his fingers roughly sliding in and out, as he continued to suck on my bundle of nerves, was so loud and obscene in the room around us, but it spurred me on as I ground my pussy against his face.

“That’s it, Little Witch. Take what’s yours,” he rasped.

His tail ran gently along the underside of my thigh, before applying slight pressure to my taint as he continued ravishing me and a tingling sensation spread from the top of my head. It raced down my spine, sending electrical waves of pleasure to my cunt as I held onto him for dear life. My orgasm barreled through me, colliding like two comets, and I cried out his name once again as I desperately clawed at his hair.

“That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Sweet Witch,” he whispered reverently against my stomach as he crawled his way up my body. He held his weight above me so as not to crush me and placed soft kisses to my stomach and breasts.

Taking deep breaths, I tried to recover enough to speak, but all I could do was stare at him in shock from the way he’d made my body explode.

“Honey, I’m ho- ahh!” Charlie screamed from the doorway, quickly slamming my bedroom door shut.

I covered my hands over my face and laughed in embarrassment as Jax chuckled and rolled off of me. Fuck, I hadn’t even heard her come home. I turned my body to face Jax and buried my face into his chest.

“Emily Celeste Cross, get dressed and get your ass out here right now,” Charlie called sternly from the other side of the door.

“Who’s that?” Jax asked, helping me sit up and get to the edge of the bed so that I could hunt down a pair of pajamas. “Come here,” he chuckled, watching my sad attempts to put my foot in each leg and pull my pants up.

Yes, Sir. He could laugh all he wanted. It wasn’t my fault that my body was fucking jello.

After raising my pants up to my knees, he pulled a shirt over my head, gently adjusting it so that I didn’t have to strain too much to get my arms through the holes, and paused to look at the design.

“Avenged Sevenfold, huh? Your taste in music never ceases to surprise me,” he said with a smile.

I smiled back, pulling my pants up the rest of the way to my waist.

“That’s Charlie, she’s my best friend and I guess temporary caregiver for the time being,” I told him. “I better go out there and talk to her,” I sighed.

He pulled me between his thighs and placed soft kisses to my injured ribs. I ran my hands through his short hair before gripping his horns and tilting his head back to look up at me.

“Don’t go anywhere? I’ll be right back,” I whispered.

“Mmm. I’ll be right here, Sweet Witch. Take your time,” he replied, dropping his hands to the bed and leaning back.

He was still in nothing but his boxers. As my eyes roamed over his defined muscles and ink that tapered into a V, leading down to the large bulge between his strong thighs, I had the feral urge to just lock the door and return back to my bed.

Seeing the internal struggle and desire in my eyes, he let out a soft laugh.

“Believe me, baby. I’m far from done with you. Hurry up so that you can come back to me.”

With one last lingering look, I turned and walked through my door ready to receive a million questions from my best friend.