leather against her aching bud.
She was bucking now so he eased off a bit, teasing her out. She wanted him inside her so badly that he felt as if she was losing all sense of thought.
Then he dropped to his knees on the floor.
“I am going to put my mouth on you now,” he growled. “But I want you to say my name first. And I want you to say it as you come.”
“Melchior,” Beth groaned. She was like putty in his hands. She would do anything for him. Anything he asked.
“Again.” A deep glean was in his eyes.
Melchior. It was a whisper now.
His tongue closed over her hard nub and he slipped three of his fingers deep inside her, stretching her wide. Her mind checked out.
Beth heard herself let out a scream. His name was coming from deep within her lungs as the wave of pleasure started to roll over her. Her body bucked against him as she convulsed, her orgasm slamming into her over and over again. His mouth kept moving and he lapped up every drop of her arousal.
“You,” she gasped, stilling his mouth. “I want you. I need you inside me.”
Ripping his pants down he stood up in front of her and palmed himself, moving is hand up his straining cock.
“No,” she groaned. “I need you.”
He shook his head and stepped away, sweat pouring off him with the effort.
He froze.
“I can’t,” he said. “I can’t finish inside you.”
Beth paused for a second, a flash of doubt reaching into her mind. A million questions rose to mind. But she pushed them aside. Her need for him was greater.
“Then let me touch you,” she said. “I need to taste you.”
Melchior didn’t need her to ask twice. He reached up and snapped open her arm restraints. Beth sunk to her knees in front of him. Her tongue flicked out and she put her hot mouth over him. God he was so thick she was not sure she would fit her mouth around him, but her lips took him in. As her tongue moved over his silken head he arched, his legs contracting as a deep groan rose from his chest. His eyes closed as he dragged head her closer.
Then he started to thrust into her mouth, his body moving on its own accord. Slowly at first and then his hips moved faster. His hands were buried deep in her sweat-drenched hair. She looked up at him. He was raw power, his beautiful body rising above her like a dream. He had taken her like no man had ever had her before. She felt raw in his presence, exposed and vulnerable.
Beth felt tears spring to her eyes as he moved against her, shooting into her as he roared his release. She took him in her mouth and he tasted his hot seed shoot deep inside her. Right into her soul.
Dazed she sank bonelessly to the floor with him, still riding out her own waves of pleasure. He rolled below her, allowing her to fall on his body. He was holding on to her so tight she though he may never let her go. As she lay on the hard floor with him she felt his hand stroke her hair and she felt her eyes close.
At last. At long last, she was safe.
CHAPTER 12
What the hell was he going to do with her?
Melchior stalked out of the room and headed towards the kitchen to grab some food. But right now he didn’t want to think of that. He just needed to eat and he was going to take some food up to Beth for when she woke. He wanted to get straight back into his bed where he had carried her and fall asleep with her soft body pressed against his. He just needed to eat first.
The thought of her taught and strong body kneeling in front of him as she pleasured him with her soft mouth was playing over and over in his brain. She was a fighter, his Beth. In her own way. He had tapped into her thoughts, just for a second in that room. He had seen pieces of her life. Just the thought of her locked in a dark basement killed him. It had almost sent him to her knees. He wanted to kill that man. Kill him to avenge her.
He had known that she had needed him to do that. She had
She was bucking now so he eased off a bit, teasing her out. She wanted him inside her so badly that he felt as if she was losing all sense of thought.
Then he dropped to his knees on the floor.
“I am going to put my mouth on you now,” he growled. “But I want you to say my name first. And I want you to say it as you come.”
“Melchior,” Beth groaned. She was like putty in his hands. She would do anything for him. Anything he asked.
“Again.” A deep glean was in his eyes.
Melchior. It was a whisper now.
His tongue closed over her hard nub and he slipped three of his fingers deep inside her, stretching her wide. Her mind checked out.
Beth heard herself let out a scream. His name was coming from deep within her lungs as the wave of pleasure started to roll over her. Her body bucked against him as she convulsed, her orgasm slamming into her over and over again. His mouth kept moving and he lapped up every drop of her arousal.
“You,” she gasped, stilling his mouth. “I want you. I need you inside me.”
Ripping his pants down he stood up in front of her and palmed himself, moving is hand up his straining cock.
“No,” she groaned. “I need you.”
He shook his head and stepped away, sweat pouring off him with the effort.
He froze.
“I can’t,” he said. “I can’t finish inside you.”
Beth paused for a second, a flash of doubt reaching into her mind. A million questions rose to mind. But she pushed them aside. Her need for him was greater.
“Then let me touch you,” she said. “I need to taste you.”
Melchior didn’t need her to ask twice. He reached up and snapped open her arm restraints. Beth sunk to her knees in front of him. Her tongue flicked out and she put her hot mouth over him. God he was so thick she was not sure she would fit her mouth around him, but her lips took him in. As her tongue moved over his silken head he arched, his legs contracting as a deep groan rose from his chest. His eyes closed as he dragged head her closer.
Then he started to thrust into her mouth, his body moving on its own accord. Slowly at first and then his hips moved faster. His hands were buried deep in her sweat-drenched hair. She looked up at him. He was raw power, his beautiful body rising above her like a dream. He had taken her like no man had ever had her before. She felt raw in his presence, exposed and vulnerable.
Beth felt tears spring to her eyes as he moved against her, shooting into her as he roared his release. She took him in her mouth and he tasted his hot seed shoot deep inside her. Right into her soul.
Dazed she sank bonelessly to the floor with him, still riding out her own waves of pleasure. He rolled below her, allowing her to fall on his body. He was holding on to her so tight she though he may never let her go. As she lay on the hard floor with him she felt his hand stroke her hair and she felt her eyes close.
At last. At long last, she was safe.
CHAPTER 12
What the hell was he going to do with her?
Melchior stalked out of the room and headed towards the kitchen to grab some food. But right now he didn’t want to think of that. He just needed to eat and he was going to take some food up to Beth for when she woke. He wanted to get straight back into his bed where he had carried her and fall asleep with her soft body pressed against his. He just needed to eat first.
The thought of her taught and strong body kneeling in front of him as she pleasured him with her soft mouth was playing over and over in his brain. She was a fighter, his Beth. In her own way. He had tapped into her thoughts, just for a second in that room. He had seen pieces of her life. Just the thought of her locked in a dark basement killed him. It had almost sent him to her knees. He wanted to kill that man. Kill him to avenge her.
He had known that she had needed him to do that. She had
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