Page 90 of Dancing with Fire


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I cry out, my back arching off the bed. Grim holds me in place and goes to town on me. It goes on and on, wave after wave of sensation that leaves me gasping.

Grim doesn’t stop. He keeps stroking that spot inside me, keeps licking and sucking until I’m writhing beneath him, completely overwhelmed. His free hand presses down on my lower belly, intensifying everything.

“Too much,” I gasp. “It’s too—”

But then another wave hits. Stronger than the first. My vision goes white, and I scream his name.

When I finally come down, I’m boneless. Completely spent. My chest heaves as I try to catch my breath. I’m sweaty.

I’m ashamed of how quickly I came. Not just once but twice. Twice? What the hell!?

Grim slowly withdraws his fingers.

He sits up and licks me off his fingers while looking down at me. Then he groans like he’s enjoying the taste of me.

I’m not sure whether to be turned on or appalled.

“Are you ready for my cock?” he asks, gripping himself at the base before sliding his hand all the way up his member with his fisted hand. Pre-cum leaks from his tip.

“Yes,” I tell him, my voice steadier than I feel. “I’m ready.”

“That was the calm before the storm. You know that, right?”

I nod, unable to trust my voice.

26

Grim

I tried being straight down the line. Then I tried to scare Wren off. I did my best, but it didn’t work, and right now, I’m infinitely glad.

I’m so desperate to be inside her.

It’s been a while for me. I’m worried I’m not going to last. Not with this female. She’s better than all the fantasies I’ve conjured up. So much fucking better. The reality of her is destroying every shred of control I have.

“Get on your knees for me,” I tell her, my voice rough.

She does, rolling onto her stomach before rising up on all fours. The sight of her with her ass in the air makes my cock throb so hard it’s painful.

I growl low as my dragon makes himself known. Making sure I know he approves. He’s clawing at me to take her. To shove my cock inside her.

I push the beast down hard, forcing him back.

I move behind her, running my hands up her thighs. Her skin is so soft, so perfect. I reach around and find her clit with my fingers, rubbing it in gentle circles.

She gasps, her back arching.

“That’s it,” I murmur, working her slowly with just the tip of my finger on her already swollen bundle of nerves.

Within moments, she’s rocking against my hand, making all the right noises. Little whimpers and moans that shoot straight to my cock.

I grip her lush ass with my free hand and squeeze. She’s going to jiggle so sweetly for me when I’m fucking her. I can already picture it.

My mouth waters at the thought.

I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock pressing against her wet heat. But I don’t push in yet. Instead, I keep rubbing her clit, ever so gently. Building her up again.

The next time she comes, it’s going to be with me buried deep inside her.