He maneuvered himself between her legs as he kissed down her neck, pulling her neckline further down so that her breast bounced out.
He covered her nipple with his mouth, moaning with hunger as he suckled. She bucked and shivered, whimpering and muttering incoherently.
“Kayden…” The word punched out of her as if she were in pain.
He lifted his head to look into her flushed face. “Do ye want me to stop?”
Slowly, reluctantly it seemed, she shook her head.
He slithered downwards, pushing up her skirts so he could burrow beneath them. He was suddenly burning with the needto taste her, craving her in a way he had never experienced before.
Pushing back her knees and placing her heels on his back, he dove between her legs, flicking his tongue out to taste her dripping warmth. Her nub was swollen, and he grazed it with his teeth—enjoying the sound she made as a result—before taking it into his mouth and suckling.
She gave a small scream, and he pulled back, just far enough to lick it, his middle finger sinking into her warm wetness as he did so.
“Kayden.” Her hips bucked, and she whimpered.
He hummed against her nub before lifting his head to watch her as his finger pumped into her.
“Ye like it, lass?” he rasped.
She gave a loud moan, head whipping from side to side as her back arched off the bed. He grinned, returning his attention to her sex.
Her moans grew louder and more erratic, and her nub swelled beneath his tongue. He knew she was close to climax. He redoubled his efforts, hands digging into her hips as he slurped at her sweet nectar, swallowing it down like it was the most delicious ambrosia.
Her cries grew louder and louder as her body undulated with feeling. He could not deny that he enjoyed watching her pleasure build and build until she came to completion on his face, her hot thighs squeezing his head before shaking apart in boneless repletion.
He straightened up, watching her pant, her belly rising and falling rapidly, one breast exposed, her gown wrinkled. She looked debauched, and he was proud that he had done it.
Her mouth moved as if she wanted to say something, but she seemed too satisfied to do more than lie on the bed and breathe. He straightened her gown and sat up, not sure what he was waiting for.
“I… still wish to go to the village tomorrow,” she rasped.
He narrowed his eyes at her before getting to his feet and marching to the adjoining door. He stepped into his room and slammed the door shut behind him.
That is quite enough for today,he told himself, thoroughly infuriated andstillaroused.
15
Betsy had come in to inquire whether she wanted a bath, but for some reason, Lilliana was reluctant to wash away the feel of Kayden’s mouth on her. When she closed her eyes, she could still feel his kisses.
She wanted to hold onto that feeling a bit longer.
“No, thank you, Betsy. I am rather tired. I think I will just fall asleep tonight.”
Betsy’s brow furrowed with worry. “Are you alright? Should I ask the housekeeper to get you a tisane or perhaps some laudanum to help you sleep?”
“No, no. I am fine. I just need rest. Thank you, Betsy.”
The maid nodded.
The sound of purring heralded the arrival of Bramble from her nightly stroll to the kitchens. Betsy smiled, picking up the cat and placing it on the pillow beside Lilliana.
“Mmm. Perfect. Now I shall sleep soundly,” Lilliana murmured, wrapping her arms around the cat.
Betsy curtsied and walked out with a murmured good night, and Lilliana did her best to fall asleep.
She kept replaying everything that had happened, from their arguments to his mouth on her.
