Page 58 of Feast of Fools


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Hypnotizes me.

My body shakes with a need so powerful that I become an inconsequential bystander to the sheer force of it. The urge to taste him again is an intoxicating one, but this isn’t the moment to satisfy my gluttony, not when my pussy is pulsing with the absence of him.

Nothing about our pressed bodies conveys patience or begs us to savor the newness of what’s to come.

No.

It’s urgent and filled with the intoxicating promise ofmore. Every atom that makes up who I am sings in chorus.

More, more, more, more.

And somehow, I can hear Gemini’s need, too, his skin buzzing under my touch.

Wrapping my hand around the base of his cock, I hover atop him, dragging his head up and down my slit, and relish the groan that rumbles through his chest. I take half a second to enjoy the grip of his fingers on my thighs before sinking onto his cock. I’m soaked, slipping easily around him, but his shaft is so thick that I only make it halfway down.

My hands fall back on his chest at the intrusion, and my mouth opens on a deeply pleased moan now that I finally know what it feels like to have Gemini Foley at my mercy.

He grips my ass, pulling my cheeks open as I rock my hips against him, slowly inching myself further down onto his stiff cock. Our gazes are locked together—the intensity would be terrifying if I had any rationality left in me.

“That’s it, pet. Take all of me,” he groans through gritted teeth. “I knew you’d be the perfect fit.”

I sink down another inch and then another as Gemini’s fingers dig harder and harder into my soft flesh until I feelallof him, and the fullness is as overwhelming as the first hit of a mind-bending drug.

“Gods be damned,” Gemini says under his breath as I begin to grind my clit on his pelvis.

I am somewhere beyond words. I can barely even think. All I want is tofeel.

Our eyes slam into each other, and his burning gaze sends my body into a feverish state. Reaching for his hands, I bring them up to my breasts, making him palm them as I clasp my hands over his.

I’m fucking him mindlessly. Deeply.

It’s a passion so deadly that I can see the intoxicating poison seep into his gaze. Gemini’s eyes widen, as if he’s having the exact same realization.

It makes my orgasm soar through my body, and I chase it with abandon, my clit grinding achingly against him as his cock throbs inside of me.

“Gemini,” I whine, feverish for more, even now when my climax builds and builds.

“Use me, beloved,” he growls, his hand traveling up to my neck and curling around my throat, as if seeking my racing pulse. “Fuck me until you’re sick of me.”

His words push me over the edge of reason, and my muscles lock up, as if electrified. My eyes widen in shock, and Gemini’s expression only darkens as my pussy squeezes over and over as I come all over his cock.

I only have time to watch his lips lift into an arrogant, taunting grin before he somehow maneuvers me onto my back, his body hot and heavy all around me.

He slides his cock back inside of me in one powerful thrust, his face finding the crook of my neck, nibbling at my feverish skin. His low hum vibrates against me as he takes a deep inhale—it’s as if he’s craving lungfuls of me—before dragging his nose up to the shell of my ear.

“Did you ever think, Veil Vulturine,” he says slowly, his voice dark and tormenting, “that losing could feel this good?”

His words barely snap me out of my haze, barely scuff against the lust of having Gemini’s cock pump inside of me again and again.

I knew this was a game.

I fucking knew it.

I lost the second I felt the thick head of his cock stretch me open.

“Is it losing when you’re as far gone as I am?” I grit out as he continues to fuck me with senseless abandon.

His laugh is wicked, and it shoots pleasure down my spine. He lifts his head to meet my gaze, and he’s even more breathtaking when his face is only inches away from mine. The details of him are complex and seemingly never-ending. I could watch him like this forever.