Chapter 49
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
EVERLY
T he moment our lips touch, an inferno erupts under my skin. The throbbing ache and uncomfortable heat between my legs become so intense my knees knock together. I grab onto Maverick’s shirt to keep me upright. His hands move from my face to my hips as if he can sense my sudden weakness.
His tongue dives into my mouth, and for the life of me, I can’t find a reason why right now isn’t the perfect time to be tasted.
My lips part for him and my tongue greets his eagerly.
Maverick doesn’t hold back. He explores the inside of my mouth like a pirate searching for lost treasure.
When he pulls me closer to his body, I can feel his hardness press against my stomach.
I gasp, a jolt of arousal spirals straight through me, exploding between my legs. Without thinking, I reach down and tug at his belt, desperate to get it undone.
“Everly! Maverick! What the fuck?”
Braum’s voice startles me. For a moment, the fog of desire clears and reality hits me like a ray of sun peeking through the clouds.
I pull myself away from Maverick, startled and a little scared.
I turn to face Braum but find Rowan directly behind me instead.
When our eyes meet I can see that his are glazed over.
Beneath that glaze, however, is a hunger that threatens to drag me back into the heady fog of desire.
“You guys, listen to me. There’s got to be something in the air! Maybe it’s the incense? It’s messing with us!” Braum calls out anxiously. “Everly, Rowan! Damn it, come on— Vick ! We have to get out of here!”
“We should…” I start, my words slurred and breathy.
I can’t look away from Rowan’s deep blue eyes.
His blue hair emphasizes their beauty. Then again, everything about Rowan is beautiful.
From his chiseled face to the hard body he works on everyday—there isn’t a part of Rowan I’d consider imperfect.
Swallowing hard, I force myself to whisper. “We should, ah, go or something.”
Rowan reaches up to take my chin in his grasp then tilts it upward. “The only place I’m going is to heaven. Now hold still, princess, I’m eager to hear angels sing.”
To my surprise, he drops to his knees before me.
Reaching forward, he grabs the hem of my dress, then yanks it up and over his head to disappear beneath it.
His hand wraps loosely around my ankle for a moment, then it snakes upward.
When he has hold of the back of my knee, he hoists my leg over his shoulder and presses his nose to my crotch.
“Oh, princess , your panties are drenched.” The hot air from Rowan’s breath as he speaks hits my core, and I’m engulfed in the strange fog once more.
A hard shiver rushes straight down my spine as he presses his tongue flat against the center of my panties.
Then he gives my panties and my clit a hard suck.
“Rowan!” I throw my head back as my hands grab him over my dress.
The back of my head hits something hard. I look up to find Maverick standing above me, his hooded gaze locking onto my face. There’s a hardness to his features and through my own lustful fog, I can sense danger.
“I’ll kill him,” Maverick offers darkly, his voice soft and full of promise.
His hands land on my waist but then one slides around to my stomach before progressing upward until he’s cupping my right breast. I groan loudly as he gives me a hard squeeze.
“Would you like that, Evie? Let me kill him and I’ll take his place between your legs. I’ll make you scream.”
He leans forward, pressing his hips to my back so I can feel his thick dick straining against his pants.
At the same time, Rowan reaches up and slides my panties to the side to run his tongue all the way through my folds, forward to back.
The hot, wet slide of his tongue causes me to tense and cry out once more, then yelp as he teases my asshole. He pulls away with a sensual chuckle.
“No, don’t kill him, Mavie,” I beg. “I need this. His tongue feels so good.”
I should be furious at Rowan. If he had gotten his way tonight, Maverick could’ve been seriously hurt.
And it’s because of Rowan that Braum's plan went up in smoke. We could’ve been outside the walls of Serenity Falls by now if he hadn’t ruined everything.
In his desperation to keep me, he damned us all.
And I will be mad at him for all that. Just not right now.
Not while his tongue is circling my clit and his fingers are slipping through my folds to tease the nerves around the entrance to my pussy. My hips rock, seeking more than this tease.
“Kiss me, Maverick,” I beg. I turn my head to give him access to my lips, and he doesn’t hesitate.
Maverick bends down over me and claims my lips with his once more. At the same time, he lets go of my breasts to reach up and tear the front of my dress away altogether. Air hits my exposed nipples.
I lean back, giving Maverick whatever weight Rowan isn’t supporting, and Maverick’s solid form doesn’t budge.
Both his hands reach up to cup my exposed breasts, his touch rough and demanding.
I groan into his mouth when he plays with my nipples.
They harden under his touch, becoming more sensitive and responsive.
Two of Rowan’s fingers dip into my pussy, sliding in easily and filling me.
They pump in and out, hard and fast, an abrupt change from his slow teasing.
My breathy cry is eaten by Maverick. When Rowan curls his fingers, they hit a glorious spot inside me and I tense, surprised and thrilled at the zap of pleasure that shoots through me.
Then Rowan’s lips latch onto my clit and he sucks it in short but rapid pulses.
My whole body locks up before it falls apart.
A hard tremor rushes through me as my breath catches and pleasure washes through me.
Every sound I make, every whimper and moan, Maverick eats up as if his life depends on it.
I’m unable and unwilling to stop myself from grinding into Rowan’s mouth, chasing the feelings he’s struck up inside me.
There’s a cry beneath my dress and suddenly Rowan pulls his hand free of my pussy, then falls forward with my leg still perched on his shoulder.
I pull my mouth away from Maverick’s, worried something’s wrong. “Rowan?”
Pulling up the fabric of my dress, I find Rowan holding himself up on one hand while the other is furiously pumping up and down his shaft as he spills his release all over the floor. His fun blue hair has fallen free from how he’s styled it, a blue strand falling into his face as he peers up at me.
“ Fuck ,” he groans. “Do you see what you do to me, princess?”
Rowan got off on getting me off? Heat pools in my cheeks as delight causes my pussy to spasm.
A pleased smile tugs at my lips. It only grows when Maverick spins me around, grabs my hips, and hoists me up.
My legs instantly come around his waist, my arms snaking around his neck.
Our lips meet again and I sink into bliss in Maverick’s embrace.
It’s where I’ve always wanted to be, and now I’ve been here twice. Why would I ever leave the safety of his arms? Or pull away from the warmth of his love? If I could, I’d sew us together so we were one and the same.
I don’t realize he’s moving until his back bumps into the wall.
The wall made up of human skulls.
That alone should jerk me out of whatever drug-induced, horny haze I’m trapped in, but it doesn’t.
In fact, I swear it ramps up with every passing second.
Rowan just gave me an orgasm but I’m suddenly feeling desperate for another.
As if I need it in order to survive. The wall of death is completely forgotten as I let go of Maverick’s neck to reach between us to fumble with his zipper.
He has no problem holding me, but he seems disinterested in breaking our kiss so it’s hard to free his dick.
“Maverick,” I whine against his lips.
“Here, Everly,” a voice says.
Suddenly hands that don’t belong to either of us are pushing mine aside and unzipping Maverick’s pants. When Maverick’s cock is freed, I don’t hesitate lifting my hips, ready to jump him. I settle the entrance of my pussy over the head of his dick, ready to work myself down it.
With a deep grumble of annoyance, Maverick pulls away from my mouth. Irritated he’s breaking the kiss for any reason, I lean forward to trail my lips down his neck.
“If you ever touch my dick again, Braum, I’ll rip yours off and shove it up your ass,” Maverick warns. He steps away from the wall of death and turns us both so he can glare at Braum.
Braum chuckles, unfazed by the threat as he comes up behind me.
“I’ll help Everly however I see fit, Vick.
She wanted you, so I gave her you. Now be a good asshole and let her fuck you.
You know, she’s been so needy since I popped her cherry.
Keep that in mind for the future, okay? Because I might need a hand and yours might be the only one available while I work to satisfy?—”
“Finish that sentence, Braum, I dare you.” The grip Maverick has on my hips tightens to the point I can’t keep from crying out. I jerk away from his neck with a wince, but desperate to have him inside me, the pain doesn’t deter me from sinking down around the head of his dick.
Instantly, Maverick’s hold on me loosens.
“Sorry, sweetheart,” he mutters.
I whimper again, this time as he begins to stretch me.
“Look at all the colors,” Braum whispers into my ear from behind. “So bright. So magnificent. Some I’ve never seen before… The Universe is speaking, but what is it saying?”