I jerk forward on the bed as the vibration filters through me. Closing my eyes, I revel in the pleasurable pain.
He slams the paddle down again, harder this time, my pussy clenching so tight I need some friction.
Toxin decides she needs to play, so I kick into gear. I flip myself over just as he’s about to slap me again, and I slide my legs out wrapping them around his waist, and I pull him closer to me. He loses his balance, and I fling him to the bed. He growls as I flip him onto his back, straddling him, my hands pushing into his chest and forcing his back to the mattress.
“Ivy!” he warns.
“Sorry, she’s not here right now,” I mock.
I reach down between us, my hand on his cock, causing him to hiss between his teeth. Before he has a second to think, I line us up and roll down. My pussy encases him as we both moan out in our delight. He moves to sit, taking me with him as we rock together on the mattress. His hand grips my hair, jerking my head back. His tongue slides against my neck as my nails dig so violently into his back, I feel a warm liquid running down his skin.
He hisses. I know I’m drawing blood, but this feels so fucking good I can hardly stand it. We rock together, trying to reach our mutual highs as I lean back, trying to force him deeper inside me. His fingers move out, running along my breast, squeezing. Then they go further up along my throat.
Just when I think he’s going to choke me like I do to him, instead, his other hand slides down under us. His finger slides along my pussy, gathering some slickness, then presses on my ass causing me to tense.
“You’re Toxin right now, not Ivy, remember?” he murmurs.
It’s enough to have my muscles relaxing as he inserts his finger. He’s slow, cautious with his movements, but then he starts to rotate inside me at the same time we’re fucking, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before in my life. The sensations overwhelm my body as my orgasm doesn’t even build, it just hits me at full-fucking-force. Wave after wave. I can’t catch my breath, the adrenaline smacks me so damn hard, and I explode in such a carnal way all I can see is stars.
My body quivers, shaking as I come down.
When I’m finally able to inhale, he pulls his finger from me.
I’m completely spent, lost in a sea of erotic bliss. My head lulls to his shoulder as he continues to pump his cock inside me.
“That was so... Fucking. Hot,” he stutters out. “Watching you come undone is my all-time favorite thing.”
Slowly, I lift my head as my hooded eyes look into his. “Now, it’s your turn.”
Somehow, I find my strength again and push his body back down to the bed and ride him. His hands slide up my thighs to sit on my hips, helping my movements. My nails dig into his pecs as he pulls me on and off him.
“Fuck, Toxin, you feel so damn good.”
His cock throbs inside me, I feel it growing, tensing with his arousal. I know he’s getting close, and I thought there was no way I could go again after that last one, but he’s working his magic inside me once more.
We rock together, building each other’s highs as my hands slide to his throat. I squeeze, his eyes alighting as his hand slams against my throat. I gasp as we choke each other while we ride this wave of ecstasy. His fingers tighten around my neck, not so tight I can’t breathe, just enough so I can only get the smallest amount of air through. It’s intoxicating, exhilarating, thrilling even, as I pant for breaths that simply aren’t coming. At the same time, my climax builds inside of me.
My skin slickens, my body begins to shudder. It’s not as powerful as the last one, but I know it’s still going to completely wreck me.
Void groans as I tighten my grip around his throat, him doing the same to me as my muscles clench, and lights dance behind my eyes as he thrusts up higher inside me, hitting the perfect spot. I let out a long, drawn-out moan as his cock throbs, pulses, then he unloads inside of me the same time I reach my peak.
We climax together in the best possible way.
“Holy-fucking-Christ,” I whimper as I flop back on the bed beside him.
We both pant for frantic breaths as he pulls me into him, kissing the side of my head. “You are fucking unbelievable. I’m so goddamn lucky.”
I’m completely spent. I don’t think I could move a muscle if I tried.
Void is the man who has brought me out of my shell. He’s made me into the woman I’m supposed to be. He accepts me for who I am, no questions asked, and honestly, I adore the hell out of him. I can’t imagine my life without him. I want to look up at him, but I can’t, he’s literally worn me out.
“Void…”
“Yeah?”
I hesitate for a moment, but can’t help the way I feel. “I love you.”
He turns, hovering over me, his eyes boring down on me, nothing but devotion shining back. “I love you, too. I don’t think I’ve ever said that to another human being before.”
A slow smile turns up on my face as I beam with pride. “Never?”
His hand comes out, smoothing a strand of hair behind my ear. “Ever.”
Planting a tender kiss on his lips. I know I love him. I love him with every-fucking-thing I have in me.
Pulling back, he exhales. “C’mon, let’s have a shower.”
“I can’t walk. I’m exhausted.” I groan.
He chuckles. “I’ll carry you. I’ll carry you anywhere you need to go, always, Toxin. I got you.”
My hand comes up, caressing his face gently. He smiles, then suddenly he pulls back, stands, and hoists me up over his shoulder. I’m so freaking exhausted I just hang there like a ragdoll. But I know as soon as we get into that shower, he’s going to wake me back up again. So I’m going to let him carry me right now because like he said, he’ll carry me anywhere, and I know he doesn’t just mean physically. Void’s got me. He’s got my back because we’re a team. We’re in this together for the long haul, and there’s no one else I would want by my side. Or under me, carrying me through.
Void is the delicious poison that courses through my veins.
Void is my toxin.
And damn if I don’t want him to kill me every single day.
Epilogue
IVY
A Few Days Later
It’s been a little crazy since I prospected into the club. The guys have been on me like nothing else. They want me to embrace what it’s like to be a part of the brotherhood, and they’ve not given me any slack because I’m a chick.
I wouldn’t want them to.
Hell, I’d give them shit if they did.
The only one treating me a little differently is Void, I guess it’s because I’m also his Ol’ Lady. It’s hard for him to find a balance between mad respect for his misses and no respect for the prospect. I just keep telling him while we’re out in the club, I’m a prospect, but in the bedroom, when it’s just us, I’m his Ol’ Lady. He seems to be managing that a little better.
But with me becoming a prospect, it means the club has three.
That’s not how it usually works.
So, Dash and West knew things were on edge for them. But this morning, Dash was promoted and patched in a relaxed-freaking-ceremony. Even though he appeared freaking proud of himself, there’s an air of sadness that sweeps over him, so I make my way over as he sits at the bar.