Deserted (Shadow Beast Shifters Book 4)
Deserted: Chapter 39

Reece’s tongue was a talent that had no equal. Before my time with him, I’d have scoffed at the notion that someone’s mouth could bring me to the brink of insanity within seconds, and yet here we were. As my breaths grew harsh and deep, I pressed my lips so tightly together that if I’d been more breakable, the skin would’ve shattered.

Not crying out grew more impossible as time went on, and all I could do was hold onto the table for dear fucking life and pray to the creation gods that it didn’t crumble completely under the strain—especially as the ship started to lurch again and we had to fight not to get flung across the small room.

Reece’s tongue picked up speed, flicking and sucking in a rhythm that had my ass lifting as I arched dramatically in time to the swelling of pleasure. Winding his hands under my thighs, he parted me wider so he could really slam his tongue into me, over and over, until audible whimpers spilled from between my pressed lips.

I was going to scream if he kept that up, and I didn’t even care. He was eating me out on the dining table like I was the last damn meal he’d ever have. As one of his long fingers stroked my clit in time to his tongue, the swelling of pleasure grew too strong to contain, and as my body slammed back onto the table with the force of my orgasm, silent screams tore up my throat.

Reece didn’t ease up, even as I jerked and tore off a small section of the pamolsa. By the time he was finished devouring every ounce of my pleasure, I was a limp rag on the table. I offered up no resistance as he reached out and lifted me, then I was flipped over so I faced away from him. He pulled my ass back toward his cock, and the heat of his body burned into my skin until I had to bite my lip again to stop from moaning.

I was positioned on the edge of the table, Reece’s hands around my parted thighs as he slid in between them. The thick head of his cock found little resistance as he pushed it slowly inside; I was wet already, my muscles hugging his length as he continued to ease into me slowly, inch by damn inch, until he was fully seated.

I’d never had sex in this position before, but it was immediately obvious that I couldn’t really move with Reece holding my thighs and controlling our pace. This didn’t bother me as much as the fact that I couldn’t see his face, but as he started to thrust, slowly at first and then faster, I stopped caring because I was once again holding on for the ride.

His cock slid deep, hitting spots that had to be illegal. Nerve endings fired, and I realized that this was what Mera always talked about with her G-spot. It was intense. My body attempted to arch and rock for relief, but Reece’s firm grip on my thighs prevented me from moving too much.

His pace picked up, and I was choking on screams again, unable to let them free but needing to because I felt like I was going to explode. Like… literally explode.

How was I supposed to handle this pleasure? The surge of my power? Fire in my belly?

My toes curled as my fingers dug into a new part of the table, and I knew I was close. Again.

Fuck’s sake, I really wasn’t a warrior when it came to sex, with zero discipline in drawing out my orgasms. My vision went dark as the explosion I’d been anticipating slammed into me. Long mewling sounds escaped before I could stop them, and even though they’d been quiet, everyone on this ship had amazing hearing.

Luckily, I was past giving a fuck.

Reece lifted me higher, thrusting full lengths into me as I rode out the last of my orgasm, and I started to pray that this arrangement between us didn’t end after the Delfora. There was no way I could give this up once we left the Desert Lands. Reece was the only male I’d been with, and it went against every instinct I possessed to even think of giving myself to another in the same way. Would I have to wait centuries again to be ready to move on? Could I ever move on?

Surely, since even in his anger he’d never been with another, he felt the same way too.

Before I could get lost in hazy worries, Reece slowed, his body rolling now rather than thrusting, giving me a moment to catch my breath. It felt so good… amazing… destructive… heartbreaking.

He groaned as he came, slow and deep thrusts sending literal tingles down my spine. He turned me then, our eyes meeting as he lifted me higher until my legs were wrapped around his waist. With his hands on my ass, he moved us to the wall.

The ship had been relatively stable during our first round of sex, but our luck ran out as a huge surge in the sand had us nearly keeling over. Reece stayed standing purely through his own strength and powers, and he didn’t miss a beat, thrusting into me once more, his cock as hard as ever, despite his orgasm.

‘No more heavy thoughts,’ he murmured near my ear, sensing the darkness hovering around me.

Before I could respond, his lips landed on mine, and I was groaning into his mouth, tasting his strength and power in that kiss. Our mouths never parted again, not in all the time he thrust in and out of me, until I lost all sense of time and space.

When I came again, eyes closed, Reece absorbed my cries with his mouth, his groans joining mine as he dragged out releases for us both. When I collapsed against him, he used his energy to clean us up before he carried me to the top deck where he’d been sleeping. Tonight, for maybe the first time since I’d arrived in this damn world with all its ghosts, I was going to truly rest and not be alone. I prayed this wasn’t the last chance I had to experience the sort of peace I only felt around Reece.

No matter what else happened, this could not die in the Delfora.