Fangs, Fate & Other Bad Decisions novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143

“I want to feel you come for me, Harley,” he growls, the words a dark promise that sends a shiver all through my entire body. “Let go for me. Let me have all of you.”

“Thane, I can’t-” But before I can finish my sentence, he does something wicked–his thumb zeros in on my sensitive clit, deftly circling and pressing down just right, and it’s like a switch has been flipped. I’m falling, plummeting, into a sea of sensation, and I cry out his name, my voice echoing off the walls of my kitchen as waves of rapture engulf me.

It crashes over me, a swell of heaven personified that makes my entire body tighten and flood with heat. I’m lost in the moment, completely consumed by the pleasure that’s coursing through me. Thane’s name yet again spills from my lips, this time like a prayer, and I can feel him smiling against me as he drinks in my release.

“Just like that, my queen,” he urges, his voice a low, sultry whisper. “That’s it. Let me taste you. All of you.”

As the last tremors of desire ripple through me, I’m left breathless, my body shaking as I come down from the best high I’ve ever experienced. The intensity of the moment lingers, and I can feel him watching me intently, his gaze dark and filled with self–satisfaction.

“Damn,” I finally manage to say, panting, as I try to catch happened.

my breath.

was…incredible,” I finish, still reeling from the force of what just

Thane grins up at me, his eyes glinting with a mix of pride and desire, and it sends his gaze, too. A fire, a hunger, that’s still simmering just beneath the surface. As he gets to his feet, I can see the way he’s still hard, still wanting, another thrill through my body. But there’s something else in and I can’t help the way my body responds to the sight, a fresh wave of heat pooling between my jelly–like legs.

He towers over me, and the shift in position reignites another upsurge of electricity between us. “You’re amazing,” he breathes, his voice low and rough. “But I’m not done with you quite yet.”

With a swift motion, he lifts me again, his hands firm underneath my thighs as he confidently carries me upstairs to my bedroom. I cling to him, the excitement of what’s still to come coursing through me. As we reach my bed, he lays me down on it gently, his gaze never leaving mine, and it’s filled with an intensity that makes my heart stutter.

“Don’t move,” he instructs me, his voice gravelly with his own need. Then I watch as he sheds his remaining clothes leisurely, revealing the full glory of his body–muscles taut and ready, skin glistening in the low light of the room, a lick–worthy Adonis belt that has the power to cause many a woman around the world to lose their ever–loving mind.

I bite my lip, anticipation thrumming in the air as he crawls onto the bed towards me, and the sight of him above me makes my breath hitch. I can feel the heat radiating from him, the weight of his desire pressing down on me, and I know this moment is about to change everything.

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