Free Goddess in the Middle by Stephanie Julian

around the soft areola until the skin hardened and pebbled, she then took the hard tip between her thumb and forefinger and pinched it. The sharp, pleasurable pain took his breath for a second.
    His hands clenched into fists at his sides as she played with him with just her fingers. His cock throbbed with longing, and he had to hold tightly to his internal reins so he didn’t throw her down on the bed and ravage her.
    Which lasted all of about thirty seconds. Then he ripped his pants the rest of the way off his legs and tossed them aside before tearing away her panties.
    He didn’t give her time to stare at the rest of his body. Before his pants hit the floor, he covered her with his body, sliding his legs between hers and letting his cock press against her mound.
    Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as his mouth fell on hers and devoured. She was ready for him, opening her mouth to him as she opened her legs. Her tongue slid into his mouth as he shifted his hips so the tip of his cock brushed between her pussy lips.
    So soft .
    He groaned into her mouth, planted his elbows on either side of her head, and began to press his cock inside her.
    He didn’t want to go so fast but he couldn’t help himself. The second she started to close around him, he felt his balls draw up and he thrust forward. He couldn’t spill outside her body. He had to be inside her.
    She took him all, straight to the base. Then she tilted her hips as if she wanted more.
    He wanted more. Wanted everything.
    Ripping his mouth away from hers, he sucked in a deep breath and started to pump. She was so tight, he felt huge inside her. But she was wet and he slid easily.
    He wanted to slow down and enjoy the sensations. The heat of her surrounding him, the sound of her moans… they snuck inside his brain and stoked his pleasure higher.
    His hips began to pick up speed as her fingers sifted through his hair, tugging on the strands as she pressed her mouth against his neck. He felt her lips move on his skin, sucking, biting. Heating his blood, making it pump through his veins like lava.
    And when she bit his earlobe, he couldn’t hold back any longer. His release started at the base of his spine, pushed through his balls and cock. He cried out, his head tossing and his cry echoing through the room as he came. Thick, hot seed pulsed from him.
    Her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his shoulders, unbreakable bindings that he wouldn’t have chosen to free himself from anyway.
    After at least a minute, he thought he could finally breathe again and he came back to himself with the realization that she was unmoving beneath him. He pulled back with a start only to sense that she wasn’t harmed.
    She was drawing in the sexual energy they’d raised so she could heal Remy.
    Rom’s gaze immediately turned toward the other bed where his cousin lay, white as a sheet.
    Pulling away and scrambling to his knees, he sat as still as he could at the bottom of the bed. He didn’t want to disturb Amity, who looked much better than she had before they’d had sex.
    He had to admit he felt a hell of a lot better. Now, if she could just fix Remy.
    Her eyes opened and his body shook in reaction to the glow emanating from them. He bit back the “holy shit” on the tip of his tongue and managed not to give in to the impulse to get the hell out of her way.
    She sat up, blinking as if unsure of where she was or what she was doing, then her gaze focused on Rom.
    Taking in a deep breath, she reached out to him with her hand and he only hesitated a second before he took it.
    And when she smiled sweetly at him, his guard dropped again. Goddess, yes. But still a woman.
    Her fingers wrapped around his and she tugged him closer until his lips were only centimeters from hers.
    “Thank you.”
    Her voice whispered across his cheek just before she brushed a kiss against his mouth.
    “You’re welcome, Lady.”
    “Now, I need to see to Remy.”
    She slid off the bed