Limerence (Fated Fixation, #1)

by H.C. Dolores

My entire body arches into him, seeking more, more, more, as his tongue invades me. A moan that sounds more animal than human is ripped from my throat. “Please. That feels

“Please,” I plead. I have no idea what I’m begging for. There’s another shock of pleasure as he shifts his attention back to my clit. My muscles tense, the coil of heat tightening inside me. “Please.” I’m tugging on his curls, unsure when I even started running my hands through it.

All at once, my body spasms, my legs shake, and there’s a crash of pleasure so intense that it leaves me breathless. Still, he continues feasting, lapping up whatever my sensitive core has to give as I breathe out, “Adrian.” He chuckles, curls tickling my inner thighs. “Oh, you don’t think we’re done, do you, sweetheart?”

“You’re the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted. I haven’t had my fill of you yet.”

Sweet baby jesus

One of his fingers skims my entrance as he latches onto my clit, now pulsing and sensitive, and I buck my hips. I lose myself as one of his fingers slips into me, and my body clenches around the digit.

“I –” “It’s alright.” His voice’s a soothing timber against my skin. “You can take it, sweetheart.”

Jaw on the floor

“Look at you,” he hums. “You’re such a good girl for me.” It’s not the first time he’s praised me. It’s not even the first time he’s used that specific praise,

“I think I could spend my entire day between your legs, sweetheart,” he drawls.

“Is going to fit just fine,” he reassures me. “Do you know how I know that, sweetheart?”

“Because you’re mine.”

“Most people would never survive the weight of my darkness. It’d consume them before they even ha...

“You take everything I give you. You take it all, and you never break. You never even waver. You withstand me in a way that nobody else ever could. That’s how I k...

“And if you’re made...

“Then you’re made for this part ...

“I won’t break you. Not like this. ...

“I’ll spend my entire life putting you back t...

“I want it,” I murmur – half to myself, half to him. “I want you. All of you.”

“You’re doing so well for me, sweetheart,” he praises. He kisses my forehead. “Taking me just as well as I knew you would.” And then a little more. I moan.

“All of it,” he breathes, completely still and sheathed inside me, as I come to terms with this novel sensation.

“You’re perfect.”

“You’re the most perfect thing I’ve ever felt in my life.” I open my mouth to reply, but the only thing that comes out is a string of breathless moans.

“You’re mine,” Adrian rasps,

“You belong to me.”

“Say it. I need to hear you say it.” I whimper. “I –” Pleasure overrides every other sense as he picks up the pace. “I –” ...

“You’re ...

“There’s no going back – not anymore. This is forever. Do you unders...

“It doesn’t matter if you change your mind,” he groans. “It doesn’t matter if you wake up one day and decide you hate me. I’ll never let you go.” His

“I don’t care what I have to do. Who I have to kill. I’ll

break you into tiny pieces and rebuild you myself if it means I get to keep you. You’re never leaving me,...

“Say it,” he grinds out. “Say you’re going to come to Harvard.”

“I’ll come to Harvard with you.”

“I’m going to give you the world,”

“Anything you want. Money, status, jewelry, cars – I’m going to lay the enti...

Stamped letterhead. Black ink. Signed by the Dean. My acceptance letter from the Pratt Institute.

“Say we broke up –” “We wouldn’t break up.”

“But if we did –” “We wouldn’t.” “But if, for some reason, we did –” “We, for some reason, wouldn’t.”

Not an option for him lmao

“Okay, in a hypothetical situation, if we –” “There is no situation, hypothetical or otherwise, where we’d break up.”

“I’d never take something that allows me to keep you close,” he replies.

“There is no future in which we aren’t together,” he snaps. “I thought you understood that as well as I do.”

“But what I feel for you –” His

“It’s more. It’s not some vague, fleeting emotion. You’ve consumed me. You’ve crawled into my brain and infected every inch of it. You’ve turned me into a man obsessed. What I have for you…”

“It’s not love, it's l...

“It’s not patient. It’s not always kind. It’s not selfless. It’s as dark...

“Well, I didn’t,” he retorts, and I swear I can hear the smirk in his voice. “But you just confirmed it for me.” And then, more sharply: “So, what? Now that Pratt’s a done deal, you don’t need me anymore? One last fuck, and you slip off to an entirely new state like a stranger in the night? Should I have left you cab fare on your way out?”

“Just tell me you love me.” “I…” He falters. “Please come back to me.”

“They’re just words, sweetheart. You know how I feel about you.” “They’re not just words, Adrian.”

“This isn’t over,”

“You have to know that, sweetheart. You may not take your promises as seriously as I do, but when I told you I’d never let you go, I meant it.”

You can pull a lot of strings, Adrian, but I doubt Harvard’s going to accep...

“No, of course not,” he says quietly, “That’d be too easy, and despite what you may think, I do care for you, sweetheart. If it’s Pratt you desire, I want you to have it. You don’t have to ...