Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 108376 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 542(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108376 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 542(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
He ran his hand up my bare thigh, lifting my leg at the knee before lowering himself between them. I fell back into the pillow and closed my eyes, every part of me primed and feeling each little place he touched. It was heavenly and he hadn’t even gotten started.
“Don’t close your eyes. I want you to see this,” he said and I opened them, heart stuttering as he brought his face to the apex of my thighs and pressed a kiss to the lacy fabric there. I gasped, while his lips began to curve in a smile. He was enjoying this, slowly torturing me.
Vas shifted the lacy fabric aside, this time kissing my bare skin. I undulated, completely unravelling when his mouth returned, this time licking up my slit. I softly moaned and he made a rumbling sound of satisfaction. One of his hands went to my stomach, pushing up my T-shirt and caressing my skin. His hand moved higher, smoothing over my bra to cup my breast. His licks started long and slow but began to increase in tempo and the coil within me tightened further, ready to unfurl.
There was another form of pleasure sizzling through me, a pleasure that came from the mark. It was more intense than what Vas was doing to me with his mouth. It felt like pure love, pure affection as it filled my every cell. It was only when I saw the glow that I startled. My chest was glowing, and so too was Vas’. The mating connection between us was alight with joy at our joining and it was the most surreal yet wonderful feeling I’d ever experienced.
“Look at us,” he growled when he briefly came up for air, his voice full of amazement and possession.
His fingers pinched at my nipple and more pleasure raced through me. His tongue was on my clit now, tracing delicious circles that caused my head to spin. Staring down at him, I was struck by his male beauty, entranced by it. So entranced that I instinctually reached out, tracing my fingers over the curve of his horn.
A rumble of approval erupted and his tongue didn’t cease its assault. I was on the cusp of orgasm when I gripped his horn, my muscles tightening. Pleasure shattered through me, exploding out like fireworks. Vas’ eyes held mine, never looking away as I came in several sharp, strong bursts. I wanted him inside me so badly in the moment. My hand left his horn and gripped his shoulders, tugging him up so that I could kiss him. I tasted myself on his lips and it was drugging.
His mouth left mine, nipping across my jaw and chin before he buried his face in my neck, planting kisses to the sensitive hollow. My hand went to his cock, rock hard inside his pants and he shuddered against me.
“Darya,” he said in warning.
“I want to feel you,” I pleaded but he drew away.
“Not until you love me,” he said and I stilled. Was he being serious? Searching his eyes, I saw that he was.
“Why?” I sounded petulant, like a child that was being refused a new toy.
Vas grinned, caressing my hair in that way of his that was beginning to become familiar, his fingers sifting through the silky strands. “Flattered as I am by your frustration, I told you that there’d be no other man in your head when you finally became mine.”
“But you…this is just sex, Vas. You don’t have to make it any more complicated than that.”
His expression was cynical. “Just sex?” he challenged, pressing his hardness into my palm and I stifled a moan at how thick and amazing he felt. “Forgive me, but has ‘just sex’ ever made you and your partner glow from the inside out before?”
I exhaled a shuddering breath. “Right. That.”
“Yes,” he affirmed. “That. Besides,” he went on, a teasing lilt in his voice, “I’m the one who should be frustrated. I’m not the one who just came in spectacular fashion.”
“You are so annoyingly cocky.”
His voice was a low rumble in my ear. “Keep stroking me like that and I’ll abandon my principles and show you just how cocky I can be.”
To my embarrassment, I realised I’d been absentmindedly stroking my hand up and down his shaft. I immediately ceased and drew away from him, scrambling for my jeans that had been discarded on the floor. I was mortified now that my orgasm was abating and the full realisation of what we’d just done crashed down on me. I was almost naked and he’d been fully clothed the entire time.
“I should be getting back,” I said, shoving my legs into my jeans. “Can you teleport me to the forest?”
His expression was warm. “Of course. Whenever you’re ready.”
I glanced over my shoulder at the door that I presumed led to a bathroom. “I might just go clean up first.”