Starkeeper of the Fractured Crown

Trick finally let me lean back and I gasped for air, my eyes lifting as a string of drool laced between us. “Have you had enough, Angel?”

I shook my head. Honestly no. No, I hadn’t.

Without warning, he turned my head back to him and I had just enough time to open my mouth before he was shoving himself in again.

He used my head as his own little fuck toy. Over and over. Deeper and deeper. Harder and harder.

I moaned around him as I tried to take back control, but his hand was steady.

“Fuck, Kyra,” he groaned. “Don’t break the rules on me now.”

What rule?

Oh, shit.

I lifted my eyes finding him staring directly into my soul.

“Good girl,” he purred, his voice raspy, on the very edge of his own release.

I pressed my thighs together, rubbing my hand over one.Fuck.

He tilted his head ever so slightly and then smiled smugly. “Do you want to touch yourself, baby? Does seeing what you do to me make you want to cum?”

I hollowed out my cheeks, sucking harder in answer.

The muscles in his jaw feathered. “Fuck,” he snarled.

At that sound, I couldn’t help myself. I slid my handback between my legs, my pajama bottoms soaked in my own arousal. My fingers slid in with ease. I started working myself again, pinching my clit, flicking it, watching him slowly lose it, his eyes locked on mine.

Gods, it was sofuckinghot.

My skin sang, that chill spreading over me again, a shiver running through Trick as sinful words left his mouth.

My legs trembled, my eyes going cross-eyed as I rode my own hand and took as much of his cock as I could.

“Fuck, baby,” Trick moaned.

“You made a promise, Trick. I expect you to keep it.”

He snarled, slamming himself into me. Over.

And over.

And over.

Until he exploded into my mouth, ropes of warmth sliding down my throat.

I groaned, falling over the ledge at the sound of him finishing, at his taste. He grinded into me until he was empty. Until I was a whimpering mess, needing to collapse on the ground.

Trick finally pulled out and I fell back against the bed, trying to inhale deeply without choking. I hadn’t comprehended how different it would be. A human and a Fallen, but fuck. He eventastedbetter.

He crouched down, his eyes glowing in the pale light of the high moon, something in them I had only seen once before.

I couldn’t find the word, but I did find myself feeling special under his gaze and I wondered if he had ever looked at anyone the way he was looking at me now.

Myheart skipped as he reached out. He took my hand and slowly slid my fingers into his mouth, his tongue swirling, lapping up my cum. He pulled them out a second later and took my chin. “I want you to taste how perfect we fit together,” he said, and pressed his lips against mine.

His tongue met mine hungrily, our cum swirling together in perfect harmony. Fuck, I loved the way he kissed me. Greedy and feral, and he was right, we tasteddivine.