Corium Ever After Read Online J.L. Beck, Cassandra Hallman

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
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And it’s more than that. It’s the feeling of connection. Every time we’re together like this, our bond grows. It might seem like all we’re doing is giving in to lust—and we are—but something bigger is at work. Something deeper.

And when he practically flings our apartment door open and hurries me inside, I know we will strengthen our bond again.

The door’s barely closed when his hands are on me, sliding up over my hips, under my shirt to cup my boobs. “Watching me get tattooed turned you on this much?” I barely get the question out before moaning at the way he thumbs my nipples. They were already hard, thanks to my anticipation, and now every flick sends signals straight down to my throbbing clit.

“Everything you do turns me on.” He breathes into my mouth before claiming it with his. As always, I give myself over gladly because I know I’m safe. He’s my home; he is my life. We’re so close that we may as well be one person. One soul.

Every brush of his lips and sweep of his tongue undoes me a little more as he backs me across the room, my arms around his neck, moaning into his mouth before we bump up against the sofa.

An animal growl rumbles in his chest, and my knees go weak at the sound of his need for me. Right away, he hooks his fingers around the waistband of my pants and pulls them down in one swift motion before dropping to his knees.

I run my fingers through his thick hair, gazing down at him with love and want, fighting to see which one will win. I’ll never tire of seeing him like this, so strong and commanding but weak for me. Knowing I can bring him to his knees without trying. All I have to do is exist.

“You have no idea,” he growls against my skin, sending shivers up my spine. “Having to watch him touch you. Knowing his breath warmed your skin. It almost broke me.”

“I know,” I whisper, my voice shaky, legs trembling as he works his way closer to the place where I’m hot and dripping for him.

“Because I’m the only man who gets to see you like that. Right?” He looks up at me, and our eyes meet. The light flashing behind his eyes would take my breath away on its own but paired with his skillful touch, he leaves me fighting for every sip of air.

“Yes,” I manage to croak before he continues lapping at my sensitive skin, holding my legs in place. His fingers bite into my flesh, rough and demanding, leaving me walking the line between pain and pleasure.

He needs this. Needs to claim what’s his. I know him and love him enough to understand, just as I know there was never any question of who I belong to.

I’ll always be his. We were meant for each other, and all the pain and fear and even trauma we’ve been through together has brought us closer. Brought us to this moment.

With a grunt, he pulls aside the crotch of my thong. It’s wet, soaked through, and now he laps away what’s left on my smooth, swollen lips. “Quinton!” I gasp when the tip of his tongue parts my lips and delves deeper, fluttering through my folds. This is hardly the first time he’s eaten me, but that sudden, electric thrill never changes. It’s like the first time every time.

My nails scrape along his scalp before I grab the back of his head and hold it close. He wants me. He’s so hungry for me he couldn’t wait until he reached the bedroom. Just the sight of another man touching me drives him wild. All of this goes through my head, along with so many other thoughts and feelings, and before I know it, I’m grinding my hips, bearing down on him. Eager, desperate for relief from the unbearable heat burning me from the inside out.

And all he does is grunt and growl, not bothering to hide how my taste affects him. When he adds two digits, pumping them in and out of my pussy, I go wild, bucking against him, the pressure in my core building and growing as he massages me inside while closing his lips around my clit and sucking.

Fireworks explode behind my eyelids in the split second before it all breaks, and I cry out helplessly, shaking from the force of an orgasm so intense there’s a moment when all that exists is the rippling bliss racing through me from head to toe. I almost collapse with weakness, but he stands and lets me lean against him while he pulls his shirt over his head. I take mine off, too, and let the thong drop to the floor.

The sight of his naked torso lights my fire again—maybe it never went out. Maybe it’s always burning in the background, ready to be stoked again. And it is by the feeling of his rippling abs, broad chest, and shoulders under my nails as he kisses me again, claiming every inch of my skin with his hands. And I give it to him gladly, all of me, knowing I’ll always be safe. I will always end up melting in the heat we generate.


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