My cheeks burned, and I shifted.
“Nope.” He caught my hands before I could cover myself up. And then he was leaning over me, his lips warm and firm and so gentle as they caressed mine. I swept my palms up his back, feeling feathers tickle the backs of my hands. Vas groaned against my mouth and buried his head in my neck, where he unerringly found my most sensitive spots, stopping to lick along my collarbone.
I shifted beneath him, and he glanced up at me with a wicked grin. “Stay still, Mere.”
I glowered at him, and his grin widened. Then he lowered his head to one of my nipples, and every thought fled my mind.
His tongue danced, his mouth sucked, his teeth caressed, just on the right side of pain. I let out a moan that made him growl against me, and he shifted to my other nipple, not moving on until they were both hard and red.
He swirled his tongue in my belly button, making me laugh, and his shoulders shook as he slid down lower.
“Vas,” I groaned, my face burning as he just stared.
“I’ve imagined this for a long time, Mere. Don’t rush me.”
“You can’t just stare at it.”
“I’m not staring. I’m memorizing. So if there’s ever a night where I have to sleep without you…”
My thighs tensed at the thought of him pleasuring himself to thoughts of me. He kissed my lower stomach, then slowly pushed my thighs apart. I shivered at the lust written across his face.
His lips moved to my pussy, and I stared at him, entranced. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes burning as they met mine. His tongue danced across my clit, and I let out a sound halfway between a groan and a yelp.
He laughed against me, and my mind went blank. Then he was caressing every inch of me, licking, sucking, teasing…
“Vas…”
“I’m taking my time, Mere.”
“You’re going to drive me crazy.”
“Good.” He lowered his head once more, and this time, he added a finger, pushing it inside me and crooking it until he foundthatspot.
“I should’ve known you’d be good at this,” I said sulkily, and he pressed another filthy kiss to my clit.
“Every other woman was practice for you, baby.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“If you can think enough to be jealous, I’m not doing my job well enough.”
I widened my eyes at that, and then my head was angling back, my mouth falling open as I stared unseeingly at my ceiling. His tongue was wicked, dirty, and I tensed, a groan leaving my throat as I wound my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. He growled against me, thrusting his finger in time with his tongue. Then he sucked…
I exploded, writhing against him. He held my hips down and continued mercilessly, guiding me through the most powerful climax I’d ever experienced.
I panted, coming back to myself. Vas had slowly moved up my body, his gaze on my face. His eyes met mine, and whatever he saw obviously pleased him, because he gave me his sweet smile.
He nibbled down the side of my neck, sucking and teasing.
“Are you marking me?”
He ignored that, and I gasped at the pleasure-pain.
I wrapped my legs around him, and he settled between them, shuddering as he teased himself along my wetness. His cock brushed my clit, and I angled my hips up, needing more, more, more.
Finally, he was sliding home, slowly pushing inside me, filling me up. It had been a long time, and he was a big guy. But Vas was gentle, taking it one inch at a time.
And there were a lot of inches.
