Chapter 15
Devlon leaned down and claimed her lips again. He was thrilled that she didn’t hold back this time. Instead, she welcomed his embrace, wrapped her arms around him and dug her fingers into his thick hair. When she pulled at him to bring him closer, he growled with desire.
He couldn’t stop touching her. Running his hands down her sides, then up again to cover and squeeze her glorious breasts, built a fire within him that he couldn’t ignore. Looking down at her brought out a primal need to conquer her.
Pinching her nipples had her arching and moaning in pleasure. “Do you like what I do to you?”
“Yes,” Heather whispered.
Kissing his way down her throat, over her delicate collarbone, against the swell of her flesh, he hovered a moment before sucking her nipple in his mouth. He continued to squeeze and tease her other nipple with his hand while working her with his tongue and mouth. There was just something about a woman’s breasts that was irresistible to him—or maybe it was just Heather.
Everything about her drew him to her. Her scent, which was like Earth’s cinnamon and honey, made his mouth water every time she walked into the room. He found any excuse he could to touch her because, her skin was extremely soft and smooth. Then there was her taste...so good.
“By the stars, Heather, you taste delicious.”
“It’s probably the soap I used earlier.”
Devlon rubbed his face between her breast and then kissed his way to her other nipple. “It’s not. It’s you, your taste.”
Moving down her ribs, he nudged her thighs wider to make room for him. He closed his eyes as he inhaled her fragrance over her strip of dark hair. He parted her feminine folds and smiled in male pride that she glistened with desire for him. It was something else about her he couldn’t resist.
“What do I taste like?”
He looked up at her as he lowered his mouth down and licked her seam. “Like mine.”
*****
Heather gripped the sheets on the bed, watching mesmerized as Devlon licked her. Nothing was as sensual as that moment when he called her his. How she wished he really meant it; but men sometimes said outrageous things in the heat of the moment. Except he was taking his time in pleasuring her, so at least she couldn’t say he was rushing things.
Their first encounter on her subcar had been fast and furious but left her feeling more fulfilled than any sexual experience she’d had in the past. His touch meant more to her…but she didn’t want to think about that. She let herself get lost in the feelings he was drawing out of her.
She closed her eyes as his tongue entered her and made love to her slowly. His fingers were busy teasing her clit, and it didn’t take long for her to feel her inner walls start to quiver and quake.
Her hands left the sheets and reached once more for his hair to keep him right where she needed him. “Oh God, Devlon.”
He made a sort of humming ,noise and the vibration against her pussy was like a vibrator. She screamed out his name covering her mouth with an arm to keep from being too loud and letting the neighbors know what they were up to.
“Devlon!” She felt herself splinter into pleasure then float back down slowly.
His lips burned a path back up her body. She was still vibrating from her orgasm when she felt the tip of his cock as it paused just at her opening.
“Look at me, Heather. I want to see your eyes when I take you.”
Heather looked into his dark eyes and felt herself hooked by them. She couldn’t look away even if she wanted to. He pushed into her slowly, stretching her. She felt every inch of him as he moved inside of her. When he filled her completely, she was thrilled and at the same time anxious for him to move.
“Please,” she whispered, leaning up and licking his neck.
He pulled out, only to move back inside. He set a steady rhythm as he slid his body against her. It was a delicious feeling. She groaned when Devlon bent his head and nibbled on her neck. It was an erogenous zone she’d never known she bad. She was learning so much about herself in her time with him.
“Heather, you feel so damn good.”
Devlon pressed his body against hers, squeezing her breasts with each thrust. Fuck, that felt good! She raised her legs up higher, and he angled his hips slightly, which made him able to hit her harder and deeper.
“Oh, fuck me!” She couldn’t keep from shouting out as the pressure from earlier built up to an almost painful point. She needed to come badly.
As if he knew what she needed, Devlon reached between them and used his fingers to massage her clit quickly, bringing her to the edge.
“Give in, Heather. I want to feel you come with me inside of you.”
