Chapter Eighteen
Micheal
Everly could do little more than moan for me as she came again. Her body falling limply to the bed as she trembled, spread open for me as I worked my tongue in and out of her p***y.
I pressed a kiss to her shaking thigh before I climbed up her body. Drinking in the sight of my mate. The way her curling blonde hair fanned out over my pillow. The way her lips were swollen from our kisses earlier. How her eyes were glazed over from the pleasure that I had given her.
Her chest moved rapidly as she panted, trying to catch her breath. She was so very lovely and everything that I knew I’d always been waiting for.
Everly was mine.
My beast and my demon both agreed on that. I was ready to claim her, but first I needed her.
“You did so good for me, taking every orgasm
