you naked.” His breath and whisper at her ear made gooseflesh rise everywhere. “I want to learn every inch of your hot little body. I want your come on my fingers,” he growled. Son of a bitch his voice… “Does my power feel like fingers caressing your tight little nipples? Your soaking pussy?” His breath on her skin was too much and not enough. “Do you want more? To be filled? Fucked?” He growled in her ear, and his words and the pressure of what he was doing to her body started setting off light tremors. “That’s it, let go. Come for me.” She started pulsing. “I can’t wait until you’re coming on my lips. I’ll lap up your juices and bury my face in your hot cunt. After drinking my fill I’ll slide my tongue over the nerves of your tiny ass. There isn’t an inch of you that won’t feel my mouth, princess. I promise.” Pressure moved over her pussy and ass the same way he said he’d use his tongue, and she flew. Her restrained arms and legs, his voice, his breath running over her as his scent filled her lungs. It was all so hotly erotic, it sent her over the edge until she was groaning and throbbing. Panting and moaning as the tremors rolled and her body writhed against his invisible touch.
She felt his warm breath sawing from his lungs and languidly turned toward it. Her body tingled as aftershocks hit her, and she trembled, the only thing holding her upright was his power.
“Fucking beautiful. I can’t wait to feel all that pulsing around my cock.” His face was only inches from hers, his breath mingled with hers, and she saw the stark need blazing in his mesmerizing eyes. He looked fierce, wild… pained and so damned strong and powerful. She wanted him, but she didn’t know him, or trust him. Thankfully, she’d gained a tiny bit of sanity with her release. The heat was still there, but not the madness of being so close to climax, yet being denied.
“Release me.” The words came out shakier than she would have liked. Her body was in a state she’d never felt. The climax was strong, but she still needed more.
His smile was tighter than before, and she finally understood the term wolfish; that was the only way to describe the look on his face. He liked that she denied him, no matter how tormented it had left him. Then she wondered if it was the challenge, the chase? He groaned while slowly moving back from her. She saw that the tendons on his neck were strained from holding back. He wanted her, could have her, but allowed her to deny him… Her body was released from his hold as she wondered at his behavior. She felt shaky standing on her own and was surprised to realize how fully she’d allowed his power to support her. A part of her had trusted that he wouldn’t let her go. Her beast whimpered. What was really going on? Was she more animal than she’d ever understood?
“We need to get out of this house. If I don’t get some fresh air, I’m not going to be able to stop from having you, no matter how much I want you to want it, demand it.” He blew out a breath. “Run with me.”
Her stomach flipped with a response that was, again, more animalistic. The thought of running with him in her beast form was… exciting. She frowned, confused by him, by everything. She needed answers to her questions, especially as to why she wasn’t worried he’d hurt her. She completely dismissed that possibility and that wasn’t right. He could easily harm her; instead he pleasured her and wanted to run with her?
Chapter 6
Earth Realm
Conn had no sooner gotten the words out when he heard them. He was on a razor’s edge, falling into the blade itself. He wanted to take her, to rip off his painfully tight jeans, shred her snug pants, and bury himself deep. He knew it would be like nothing he’d ever experienced, yet he knew if he did, he’d be systematically fucking himself over. She’d hold it against him, but damn, it was becoming worth the chance.
Bastian and Jax were right
She felt his warm breath sawing from his lungs and languidly turned toward it. Her body tingled as aftershocks hit her, and she trembled, the only thing holding her upright was his power.
“Fucking beautiful. I can’t wait to feel all that pulsing around my cock.” His face was only inches from hers, his breath mingled with hers, and she saw the stark need blazing in his mesmerizing eyes. He looked fierce, wild… pained and so damned strong and powerful. She wanted him, but she didn’t know him, or trust him. Thankfully, she’d gained a tiny bit of sanity with her release. The heat was still there, but not the madness of being so close to climax, yet being denied.
“Release me.” The words came out shakier than she would have liked. Her body was in a state she’d never felt. The climax was strong, but she still needed more.
His smile was tighter than before, and she finally understood the term wolfish; that was the only way to describe the look on his face. He liked that she denied him, no matter how tormented it had left him. Then she wondered if it was the challenge, the chase? He groaned while slowly moving back from her. She saw that the tendons on his neck were strained from holding back. He wanted her, could have her, but allowed her to deny him… Her body was released from his hold as she wondered at his behavior. She felt shaky standing on her own and was surprised to realize how fully she’d allowed his power to support her. A part of her had trusted that he wouldn’t let her go. Her beast whimpered. What was really going on? Was she more animal than she’d ever understood?
“We need to get out of this house. If I don’t get some fresh air, I’m not going to be able to stop from having you, no matter how much I want you to want it, demand it.” He blew out a breath. “Run with me.”
Her stomach flipped with a response that was, again, more animalistic. The thought of running with him in her beast form was… exciting. She frowned, confused by him, by everything. She needed answers to her questions, especially as to why she wasn’t worried he’d hurt her. She completely dismissed that possibility and that wasn’t right. He could easily harm her; instead he pleasured her and wanted to run with her?
Chapter 6
Earth Realm
Conn had no sooner gotten the words out when he heard them. He was on a razor’s edge, falling into the blade itself. He wanted to take her, to rip off his painfully tight jeans, shred her snug pants, and bury himself deep. He knew it would be like nothing he’d ever experienced, yet he knew if he did, he’d be systematically fucking himself over. She’d hold it against him, but damn, it was becoming worth the chance.
Bastian and Jax were right
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