Mine To Honor (Southern Wedding Series Book 7) (Southern Weddings)
Mine To Honor: Chapter 26

The minute I tell her I’m going to mark her with my cum is when she comes apart in my hand. Her pussy gushes over my fingers, my fingers riding the orgasm with her, never letting up. Her thighs close around my head to keep me there. A fucking earthquake couldn’t pull me away from her. “That’s it, baby,” I encourage her as her pussy loosens its hold of my fingers. “So wet,” I say right before I lick her, “so tight.” My fingers slow down as her thighs loosen. “So fucking perfect.” Her eyes slowly open, looking down at me, her tits calling my name, begging me to suck them and then fuck them.

I’m like a kid in the fucking candy story or, even better, the fucking toy store. Wanting to touch everything and everywhere. Wanting to taste everything, I have never wanted to claim someone the way I want her to be mine. The way she is going to be mine, my cock is so hard. “Good God,” she moans and I kiss her inner thigh, my fingers slipping out of her.

“Levi,” I remind her, wanting to hear my name on her lips. Wanting her to say my name and only my name.

“Levi,” she repeats, her hand moving through my hair. Not five seconds ago her nails were almost digging into my scalp. I don’t even think she knows it; she was too far gone. Taking the fingers that were just inside her, I bring them to my mouth to lick them clean. She’s intoxicating. Her feet fall from my shoulders as I get up on my knees. She lies back with one hand folded under her head and the other on her stomach. “I need a cigarette.” She smirks in the darkness.

“You smoke after sex?” I ask, chuckling as I get on my knees.

“No.” She shakes her head. “But with you I feel like I need to.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” I watch her sit up in bed.

“I’m not sure yet.” She sits facing me, or better yet, my cock. “I will say I have never come so hard in my life.” She gets on her knees in front of me, putting her hands on her hips. “I saw stars.” She leans her head back and my hands come up to the back of her head, gripping her hair in my hands and fisting it before my mouth devours her.

Her hands go to my hips, gripping them as she tastes herself on my tongue. She lets me go and nips my jaw before I feel her dainty fingers go inside the elastic of my boxers. Tonight, when I got undressed, I thought of putting on my shorts but I was so pissed that I just got into bed. “I want to talk about what you said.” She kisses my neck. “To make sure I heard you right.” Her tongue trails out at my neck, down my chest to my nipple. “Just so we are on the same page.” She bites my nipple and I hiss. “How are you going to claim me?”

“I have my ways,” I say, trying not to explode as her fingers grip the boxers, bringing them down and over my hips, my cock springing free.

“If you are going to claim me,” she says, trailing kisses down my stomach, “do I get to claim you?”

I chuckle at her. “Eva,” I say her name, pushing her hair away from her face. “You claimed me a while ago.”

“Really?” She gets down on her hands and knees in front of my cock. “That’s good to know.” She licks from the base of my cock all the way up to the head, licking the precum off the tip. I want to watch her take me in her mouth, but the minute she twirls her tongue around the head of my cock, my head falls back and I groan.

“God,” I moan when she kisses the cockhead, sucking it in a little.

“It’s actually Eva,” she teases, right before she takes my cock halfway in her mouth.

“I know exactly who is sucking my cock,” I confirm, almost hissing when she cups my balls before letting go of my cock.

“Just making sure.” She winks at me as she sucks the sides of my cock from the base to the head again. Taking the head into her mouth once before letting it go again and then twirling her tongue around it. I move the hair away from her face so I can watch her take my cock into her mouth. Her mouth struggles to get all the way to the bottom, but she is giving it all she has. She grips my cock in the middle, her fingers can’t close all the way around it. “Your cock—” she says right before she takes the tip in her mouth and her hand moves down to the base. “It’s perfect.” She leans forward, arching her back, her ass going high in the air as the mattress holds her up.

My hips move on their own with her movements. “Nice and thick.” She squeezes the base as she says this. “Thick enough that I’ll feel you the next day.”

“Is that a challenge?” I ask as she swallows me. She nods, and at this point, I don’t know who’s enjoying this more, her or me. Probably me, but the way her hips are swaying right and left, it’s a toss-up. “Then it’s challenge accepted.” All she does is smirk at me, and I’m done. Fucking done. “Tomorrow.” She moves my cock into her mouth, her hand working me at the same time. “I want to watch you play with yourself.” She moans with my cock in her mouth and it vibrates down to my balls. “Watch you finger your pussy while you tell me what you want me to do to you.” Her eyes close as her hand moves faster. “Then I’m going to fuck your tits,” I give her the play-by-play, reaching down to pinch her nipples before twisting them. “Fucking come all over them.” I fuck her face faster. “Rub my cum into you.” My balls get tight. “But tonight, right now. I’m going to mark your mouth. You want to swallow my cum, baby?” I ask, and she just nods. “Make your tongue mine.” Her eyes look up at me as I fucking come down her throat, with her name on my lips, panting. “Eva,” I moan as she swallows every last drop of me. Her hand stops when she’s swallowed all of me. “Eva,” I call her name again as she lets my cock go from her mouth. “Where are your fingers right now?”

I can see the twinkle in her eye, even in the dark. “Right here.” She holds up the hand that was gripping my cock.

“Where is the other one?” She gets to her knees, and I see two fingers are inside her.

“Here,” she admits, moving them in and out. “I just need—”

My hand grips her wrist, yanking them out of her. I bring her hand up to my mouth, licking her fingers clean. “Your pussy needs to come?” I ask, and she nods. “Then I make it come. It’s me who makes that pussy come.” I get closer to her. “Unless I tell you to make yourself come, that’s my job from now on.” I slide two fingers in her, and she gasps. “Do you understand, Eva?”

She nods. “What if you’re not here?” she whispers.

“Then you call me on the phone and I make you come with my words.” My thumb strums her clit back and forth. “I don’t care what I’m doing or where I am, if your pussy needs to come, I make it come. I own it.” Her pussy convulses over my fingers. “Tonight, you got my fingers and my mouth.” I move faster, her hands going to hold on to my wrist. “Tomorrow, you get my cock.” She moans and I don’t know if it’s because she’s coming again or because she wants my cock tonight. “Tell me you understand me, Eva.” I nip her bottom lip, sliding my tongue into her mouth. “Say yes, Levi.”

“Yes, Levi,” she repeats right before she comes. I look into her eyes, watching her come apart. I was mistaken before; she might be intoxicating. But her pussy is my kryptonite. Her head falls on my chest, and I hold her up until she collapses on the bed. “I can’t move,” she observes when I lay her down. She looks over at me as I get off the bed to pull my boxers up. “My panties.”

“No.” I shake my head. “I might want to eat you again in the middle of the night.” I get into bed next to her.

“Okay,” she says. “I can’t say no to that.” I pull her to me, her ass against my cock. I kiss her neck softly. I’m almost asleep when I hear her. “I’m glad you came home,” she mumbles, “and that you didn’t go home with any strippers.” I bury my face in her neck and fall asleep.

I roll to her side of the bed, and the coldness wakes me up right away. I blink my eyes a couple of times, seeing I’m all alone in bed. I look at the closed bedroom door before looking at the monitor beside the bed, replaceing the crib empty. I turn on my back, stretching out in the bed, my eyes closing again when I hear Cici fussing. I grab the covers, throwing them off me before I get out of bed. I go to the bathroom, washing my hands and face before going downstairs.

I’m almost at the last step when I see the two of them in the living room. Eva sits with her back toward the couch, her hair piled on top of her head, in the tank top she was wearing last night but with pants. She holds out her hand away from Cici, who is standing up with Eva’s hand around her waist as she talks to her. “You can’t have my coffee.”

“Good morning,” I say when I clear the last step and my two girls look at me. Cici squeals louder than I’ve ever heard her before. “Has she been up for long?” I ask, looking over at the clock in the kitchen and seeing it’s almost noon.

“About four hours,” she shares, looking at Cici. “We were trying to be quiet.”

“I didn’t hear her.” I walk over to them, leaning down and kissing Cici on the forehead and then Eva on the lips. Before I sit next to her, Cici turns and throws herself at me. “Hi, girl,” I say when she lays her head on my shoulder.

“Levi,” Eva says my name and I look over at her. She looks at me with worry on her face. She’s been up for four hours, so she’s probably been thinking about last night for three hours and forty-five minutes. Spinning it over and over in her head, but not actually thinking about anything good.

“Don’t even,” I warn her, rubbing Cici’s back.

“It was a mistake,” she says softly and all I can do is laugh, making Cici put her head up as she looks at me smiling.

“Nope, not doing this.”

“What do you mean you aren’t doing this?” she questions from beside me, taking a sip of her coffee.

“It means that I’m not going to pretend it was a mistake.” I scrunch my nose at Cici before turning to Eva, putting one arm around her shoulder. “I’m not going to pretend I didn’t finger-fuck you two days ago.” Her eyes cloud over, no doubt remembering it also.

“I’m not going to pretend last night I didn’t have the best blow job of my whole life.” She rolls her eyes. “I’m also not going to pretend I don’t want you.”

“What are you saying?” she asks the question but avoids looking at me, instead she looks down in her lap at her cup.

“I’m saying, this changes things.” I wait for her to look at me.

“What the hell are you saying?” she asks and I can see her heart is beating rapidly, because her chest is going up and down really fast.

Her breathing is coming in pants now. I turn toward her, taking my arm from around her and placing my fingertips at her throat, feeling how fast her heart is beating. “I’m saying this thing between me and you.” My lips go into a huge smile. “It’s happening.” She sits up, shocked, her mouth opens and then closes. “I don’t know what it is, but I like it.” I lean in to kiss her cheek. “I like it more than that, I love it.” I hold her neck in my hand. “Coming home to you.” I stare into her eyes. “Going to bed with you. Doing life with you.”

She listens to my words, and I can see her head spinning. “It’s not that simple.”

“Why not?” I ask.

“Because it’s not.” She throws her own hand that isn’t holding the coffee cup up.

“Why can’t you just go with it?” I throw her again for a loop, but now I grab her cup of coffee and bring it to my lips. “Want to go on a date with me?” I smirk at her at the same time that Cici yells. I turn back to look at Cici, seeing her face fill with a smile. “And Cici?”