Page 62 of Death of a Mortal

He pressed his tip against my entrance, and I sucked in a breath. I honestly didn’t know if my body would allow his size, but I wanted to try.

He locked eyes with me as he pushed inside, just a couple of inches at first. As I felt him stretch me, the pressure mixed with the pleasure made my head spin. I wasn’t even sure if my eyes were open or closed.

He slowly pushed further into me, softly groaning each time he advanced.

By the time he was wholly inside me, I was so full and the pressure so high in my core, I wasn’t sure if it would burn me up more if he didn’t move…or if he did. Whether they were open or not, my eyes rolled back.

“One.”

If my foggy brain heard right, he had one more round of pleasure to draw from me.

“Do you want me to fuck you? Make you scream?”

“Oh gods, yes!” This time, I screamed it, earning a satisfied smile from Varyn.

He hoisted my legs up around his waist and put one hand on the table by my head, the other holding my hip as he started to move in and out of me.

I had never felt anything so all-consuming.

He moved slowly at first, letting me get used to his size as he resumed the tantalizing circles over the bud of nerves with his thumb. I was already so close to falling over the edge again as his pace increased.

The look in his eyes grew wild with lust as his thrusts became harder and more punishing, my moans turning to screams.

My body was tight with my near release, but then he slowed his pace and stopped the circles his fingers had been tormenting me with. Their absence felt like a void opening up, desperate to be filled.

“Do you want more, Naci?”

He was moving in and out of me forcefully, but so slowly I could have screamed in frustration. I was so damn close, but he wouldn’t let me finish.

“Yes, yes, I need more! Gods, I’m so close, Varyn, please!”

“Say it one more time for me, Naci.”

“Please, Varyn!” I wouldn’t have been surprised if the entire castle heard that.

The devil in his eyes shone before he went feral.

With quick movements, he pulled out, flipped me over onto my stomach, andfuckedme. Relentless, harsh, and oh so pleasurable. He had me screaming his name as I finally fell over the edge once more, the pleasure spreading to every nerve in my body, more intense than anything I’d ever felt.

I was no longer falling for him. I had reached the very bottom. Hook, line, and sinker. Isn’t that what the anglers always said when they landed a fish and reeled it up to its death?

When he pulled out, I rolled over onto my back, and we laid tangled up in each other’s naked bodies on the tabletop for a while, one of his arms propping his head up, the other drawing slow circles on my hip.

“Have I made up for being late tonight yet?”

I laughed. The…activities that had left me breathless were now leaving me lost for words.

After a deep, satisfied breath, I said, “I’d say so, Highness.”

We laid there for a few more minutes before my mind came back to me and I remembered I had planned on finding the castle blueprints tonight.

My mom. Dungeon. Urgent.

He gave a contented sigh before I said, “What else is up here on this floor?”

He thought for a moment, his gaze shifting to a door to my right that I had noticed before…things happened.

“The librarian’s quarters, the restricted books I mentioned, and the castle archives.”