"Okay, that's enough!" I exclaimed, laughing despite myself. "Can we please move on to less... intimate questions?"
“Hmmm, maybe,” Liam growled, and the sound went right to my centre. “I just have a few more questions.”
“You’re not playing the game right,” I tried pouting in an attempt to regain control. How the hell did he turn this around on me?
“No, I’m playing to win. Ready, baby?” My body quivered with anticipation as I waited for Liam's next question. His tone, dripping with seductive promises, sent shivers down my spine and made me crave his touch all the more. Despite my nerves, I nodded eagerly, desperate for him to continue.
"Tell me," he whispered in my ear, "where on your perfect body do you like to be touched?" His words were like fire against my skin, and I struggled to compose myself as he trailed his fingers across my stomach.
"Is it here?" he murmured, placing his lips against the sensitive skin beneath my ear. "Or maybe here?" He nipped at the mark on my neck, sending waves of pleasure through every inch of me. Before I could even process what was happening, a moan escaped my lips. Liam chuckled darkly at the sound, clearly enjoying my response.
"Good to know, baby," he growled, promising so much more without saying a word.
“Do you want to know my answer, my love?” he whispered, and I felt like I was going to faint. His hand felt hot on mine as he placed it ever so gently against his hard abdomen, and I could clearly make out the shape of his forming erection pushing against the fabric of his boxers. “Li-Liam,” I stammered, my cheeks growing warm in embarrassment. He smiled devilishly as he moved my hand lower towards the waistband of his pants, and then paused tantalisingly at the edge. He closed his eyes and ran my fingertips along the elasticated band and a shiver raced through me. He opened his gaze once more, hazy with passion and desire that made my pulse skyrocket.
“The tease of the waistline is enough to drive this wolf wild,” he murmured, his voice low and rough as if barely holding back an animalistic urge. His hand locked around mine still pressing it against his body before slowly moving it down towards the waistband of my shorts. He sent a single finger inside the top of them and trailed it ever so lightly over my skin.
“Can you feel what I mean now, baby?” His words were soaked in longing that echoed within me until I thought I might burst from anticipation. My whole body shook uncontrollably with yearning for him.He pressed his lips to the soft skin of my neck, a possessive bite gracing its surface as he whispered in my ear,
“Ready for the next question, baby?” I shivered beneath his touch and struggled to speak, my voice barely more than a whisper.
“It - it’s my turn.” His lips curved into a wicked smile and he growled against my throat, sending a bolt of pleasure through me.
“I’m changing the rules,” he murmured and I could feel his breath on my neck. He pulled away just enough to look me in the eye and said
“One last question, ready?” I nodded and before I could respond, his lips were back on my neck, sucking at my flesh as if he was trying to draw me into him.
“Baby, I can smell your arousal,” he breathed against my skin. My heart raced, and I felt a throbbing between my legs that begged for him. He pulled away, meeting my gaze with an intensity that made me tremble. And then he asked me: “Want me to do something about it?”
Chapter 33
Erica
Themooncastasilvery glow over the waterfall, it’s cascading water shimmering like liquid diamonds as it plunged into the pool below. In that singular moment, time seemed to stand still, and we were the only two beings in existence. Our connection was so strong, it felt like an electric current pulsating through us, binding us together with an invisible thread. Liam crashed his lips onto mine, claiming my mouth as if it were his territory. At the same time, his hand slipped into my jeans, his fingers seeking out the sensitive centre of my pleasure. When his touch connected with my throbbing clit, a cry tore from my throat, muffled by the passionate kiss. He used my reaction to plunge his tongue deeper, tangling with my own in a dance of desire.
"Your taste is intoxicating," he murmured between kisses, his voice husky with lust. He rubbed circular motions with his fingers, igniting a fresh wave of desire that threatened to consume me whole. I grabbed at his arm, my mind a whirlwind of confusion, did I want him to stop, slow down, or speed up? He seemed to sense my inner turmoil and pulled away from my mouth, moving instead to my neck where he nibbled at the crook where my mark would eventually go.
"Please, Liam," I begged, my voice barely above a whisper. The need for him coursed through my veins like wildfire, leaving me desperate for more of his touch.
"Patience, love," he replied, his voice both soothing and seductive. "Tonight, we will explore each other's bodies until the sun rises." His words sent a shiver down my spine, anticipation pooling in the pit of my stomach. I knew that this night was not only about passion and desire but also about the powerful bond between us, a bond that would soon be forged into something unbreakable by fate itself.
"Please, Liam," I moaned again, my voice hoarse with the intensity of my longing. "I can't wait any longer." He chuckled softly against my throat, the vibrations sending delicious shivers down my spine.
"You're so eager, baby. It's incredibly sexy." Despite the desire waves ripping through my body, I could still feel a stronger tension buried deep inside me, and I was going out of my mind at the thought of release. My nails dug into his strong shoulders as he continued to tease me mercilessly.
"Patience, baby," Liam growled against my ear, the sound sending shivers down my spine. He pulled his hand out of my jeans, leaving me aching for more. I couldn't help but growl at him in frustration.
Chuckling, he placed his hands on my hips and lifted me, flipping me so that I was straddling him. My sensitive core landed right on his rock-hard bulge, even through our clothes I felt it as I involuntarily ground against him. His hands tightened on my hips, stopping me from moving, and I glared at him with a mixture of annoyance and lust. He grinned at me, clearly enjoying the effect he had on me. Unable to resist the urge to wipe that grin off his face, I leaned down and crashed my lips back onto his. He eagerly accepted my kiss, his hunger for me evident as he deepened the embrace. One hand tangled in my hair, while the other slid down my side and onto my ass, squeezing gently and pushing me closer to his groin. I pulled away from his mouth, needing to catch my breath, and licked a clear line up his neck from the crook to his ear. I revelled in the salty taste of his skin, and he sighed, his eyes closed. I continued my exploration, laying kisses back down his neck and onto his collarbone, nipping at the skin playfully. His hand tightened in my hair as he groaned, encouraging me to continue. Smiling, I moved lower to his chest, shuffling down as he released his hold on my hair and ass, instead placing both hands on my sides to steady me. I reached his chest and flicked my tongue out, making contact with his nipple. His grip on my sides tightened as he groaned again, the sound driving me wild. I covered his nipple with my mouth and grazed it gently with my teeth, teasing him mercilessly. At the same time, I slid my hand down his torso and copied his earlier actions, running a finger along the waistband of his jeans. He groaned again; the sound sending waves of desire through me.
"Baby," he breathed, his voice thick with need. I paused in my ministrations, gazing up at him with a wicked smile.
"Patience, baby," I parroted back to him, my voice husky. "I want to enjoy this."
"Baby," Liam croaked out, his voice strained with desire.
I smiled at the effect I was having on him and continued my tortuous journey down his body, leaving a trail of feathery kisses and gentle nips in my wake. He had long since lost his grip on me, and now his hands were behind his head as he watched me with a lustful hunger burning in his eyes. The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down my spine, heightening the electrifying connection between us. As I reached the waistband of his pants, I pressed a gentle kiss right at the edge, letting my lips linger for a moment before teasingly running my tongue along the fabric. He threw his head back in a half groan and half growl; the sound echoing through the night air around us. His hand found its way back into my hair, gripping it possessively.
"Erica, goddess," he panted, his chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath. I couldn't help but revel in the power I held over him in this moment, a stark contrast to the vulnerability I felt just moments ago. My heart raced with anticipation, knowing that our fated love and powerful bond were leading us to an unforgettable crescendo.
