“Taste it,” she commands softly.
The thread between us snaps, and my mind turns feral for her. Ineedher. All of her. With a soft growl, I grab her hips and yank her towards the edge of the table. She gasps, hands slapping the surface either side of her, as she finds her balance.
I don’t wait for her breath to catch up as I bury my face between her legs. She cries out the instant my tongue touches her warmth. Lapping, sucking, driving my tongue between the slit so I can taste just how pleased she is with me.
“Fuck, Odi,” I murmur before sucking her clit between my teeth. She cries out when I flick the hard bead with the tip of my tongue.
I glance up at her from my kneeled position, mouth still discovering the slickness that pools between her legs just for me. She moans, dropping her head back, hair brushing the table behind her as she slowly rocks her hips.
My hands find her firm thighs, and I grip them tighter, devouring her until her legs begin to shake, only then do I pull back. She drops her head to meet my gaze, brown eyes heavy with desire. “That’s how I like to be touched,” she utters softly.
A grin forms across my lips. “Noted.”
Odi leans forwards, grips my face in her hands and drags it up to meet her in another devastatingly hungry kiss. I know she can taste herself on my tongue, and it makes my cock swell.
I slowly stand, not wanting to pull my lips from hers. I’m too desperate for her, and even though I’m kissing her, it’sstill not close enough. I possess her mouth with mine, our lips hauling into one another, fusing together until all I can taste is her.
She pulls back, dragging air into her lungs. So I take the opportunity to do the same while she tugs at the tie on my pants. They fall loose with almost no effort, my cock springing free from its fabric restraints.
Odi’s eyes take me in, growing wider with every second. “Fuck me,” she whispers in disbelief.
“I plan to.”
She draws in a sharp breath as I pull her nightgown over her head and let it fall to the floor. Now she sits bare before me, perched on the table’s edge, and the sight knocks the breath clean from my chest. Firelight licks across her skin, curling around her hips like molten gold.
A curse slips past my lips, as I take a step back to admire her beauty.Vicious seashelp me, because I’ve never wanted anyone like this.
Odi slides off the table. “Come back here,” she commands.
She reaches out to palm my length, pumping up and down slowly, drawing a bead of precum to the tip of my cock. I drop my forehead to hers, closing my eyes and gripping her hips as I let the pleasure rip through my groin.
The world outside ceases to exist. It’s only her and I in this room, and we have the whole night to explore each other's bodies, and that’s exactly what I plan to do.
The sound she makes when I scoop her up draws a smile to my lips, her legs curling around my hips instinctively as I carry her across the room. The bed creaksas I lay her down, melted chocolate tendrils spilling around her over the pale green bed covers.
She scoots further up as I climb after her, the mattress groaning under the weight of us both. My mouth is on her before I can stop myself, trailing kisses up her thighs, across her stomach and over the swell of her breasts.
Odi gasps, fingers tangling in my hair, and I don’t slow, don’t give her space to think. I reach her jawline, catch her mouth with mine and it’s desperate, messy, all the hunger we’ve been choking down finally unleashed.
One night. Just her and I. That’s all this is.
She tugs on my hair, ripping her lips from mine. Brown eyes wild, and hungry. “Where are your manacles now?”
A grin curves my lips. I reach behind me, fingers closing around the thin blanket I’d noticed draped at the end of the bed. Before she can draw breath to protest, I catch both her wrists, lift them high above her head, and loop the fabric around them. The knot bites snug, binding her to the headboard.
I lower my mouth, trailing kisses between her breasts. “Who needs manacles,” I murmur against her skin, “when you have sheets?”
“Ass,” Odi mutters, but she doesn’t fight me.
Her chest vibrates as I chuckle against her skin before sucking a nipple into my mouth. I want to ravish her until she is nothing but a wet trembling heap on this bed. I want to fill her, until all she craves is the taste and touch that only I can offer.
With her hands pinned above her head, she’s helpless. I can make her writhe with pleasure until she screams myname. Flicking my tongue over her cinched nipple, I grin as she arches her back, sweet moans trembling on her lips.
I plan to map every curve, every dip, every scar on her skin until I know her body better than I know my own, becausegodsknow it will be the only passionate memory of us that I will get to keep.
Honey and pear scent washes over me as I turn my attention to her other nipple, lashing at it like it’s the last thing I’ll ever get to do.
“Rune—” Odi whimpers.
