Marked: City of the Damned Book 1 by Everly Drummond Page A

heavily lidded eyes, her mischievous grin
illuminated by the moon light that flooded in through the open
window in the roof.
    “Oh God,” Gedeon panted. “Why did you stop?”
Teetering on the brink of orgasm, his hand clenched tightly around
his erection and he stroked it up and down, anxious for the release
that Sara was depriving him from.
    Prying his fingers away, she replaced his
hand with her own, and with a voice as soft as silk and as playful
as a puppy she asked, “Do you trust me?”
    “What? Of course I trust you Sara, but good
God woman, you can’t just leave me hanging like this.” Gedeon’s
hips started to move in time with Sara’s hand as she leisurely
caressed him.
    “Good,” Sara murmured. Grabbing his hips, she
pulled him forward on the seat. “I want to try something, but I
want you to promise that you won’t move or say a word until I’m
done.”
    “Sara,” Gedeon protested.
    “Not one word. Do you promise?” she
demanded.
    Gedeon looked down at her with eyes as black
as the midnight sky above, and nodded. Resisting the urge to ask
Sara what in the hell she was doing, he leaned back in the seat and
closed his eyes.
    With the well toned crescents of Gedeon’s ass
hanging slightly over the edge of the seat, Sara repositioned
herself on the floor and placed her hands on the inside of his
thighs, spreading his legs further apart. Cupping his balls in her
hand, and slight lifting them out of the way, Sara felt his body
tremble as her mouth found the tight bud of his anus. With every
delicious flick of her tongue, his body spasmed, approving of this
intimate and unfamiliar contact. When she felt his balls tighten,
and knew he was on the verge of coming, Sara licked her finger and
slid it effortlessly into the taut little opening of his ass, past
the tight ring of muscles, and stopping only when she reached the
sensitive bundle of nerves that was his prostate. Gedeon’s body
stiffened at the unexpected intrusion, but relaxed as soon as Sara
started sliding her finger in and out with unhurried and purposeful
movements. Slightly bending the tip of her finger upwards so that
it pressed slightly against his prostate with every stroke, Sara
moved it back and forth in a come hither motion.
    Gedeon’s body heaved and trembled at the
sensations sweeping through him, but did not resist the invasion of
the most intimate part of his body. In fact, he welcomed the
feeling, and just when he thought that nothing in the world could
feel better than what he was experiencing at this very moment,
Sara’s mouth once again found his cock and she began sucking him,
taking him down her throat further than she ever had before. The
feel of her tongue gliding along the length of his shaft was all it
took to push him over the edge. Gedeon thrust hard and could feel
the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat as he spilled
himself into warm confines of Sara’s mouth.
    Greedily, Sara kept sucking as warm jets of
semen filled her mouth, closing her lips firmly around him and not
letting a single drop escape. Only when the trembling in Gedeon’s
body subsided, and he sank back into the plush leather seat, did
Sara ease her finger out of his anus and move to the seat beside
him.
    The silence stretched on and anxiety began to
build within her. Gedeon sat beside her, his head resting on the
back of the seat and his eye firmly closed. What have I done? He
must think I’m a freak, Sara thought. “Gedeon, listen...”
    “Shh.” Gedeon slowly opened his eyes and
lifted his head. Grabbing Sara by the shoulders, her pulled her
into his lap and silenced her with his mouth. His lips crushed
against hers and their tongues mated in a frenzied dance.
    Sara pulled away and lifted herself off the
seat, straddling Gedeon’s legs. Still panting and gasping for air
from the kiss that had left her breathless, she lightly trailed her
fingers over the rough stubble on his unshaven face. Never before
had she seen his eyes as black as