Her tongue grazed where she’d bitten down, and when she came away with his blood on her lips, he lost all sense of control.
“Gods you’re going to fucking kill me, Siren.” His words were breathless as his passenger clawed his way forward.
Her smile was predatory and the challenging glint in her eye did things to him that he would have to analyze later. Brooks had never been in control of his life and, in every other scenario, it left him restless and hopeless. But here? With his Siren?
He wanted to be controlled.
Put in his place.
Dominated.
She was so fucking powerful sitting atop him, a goddess in her own right and he was desperate to be used by her.
She didn’t break eye contact as she ran a hand down her body, a finger teasing her breasts as his traveled slowly down to her navel.
Fucking hell he wanted to watch that hand, but he wouldn’t back down from the challenge in her stare.
Can you resist me?It seemed to say.
He could never, but he didn’t want her to know just how fucking desperate he was.
When her hand slipped beneath her flimsy gown, her teeth catching her bottom lips between them, he nearly came right then and there.
She brought her hand back up with two fingers held out to him. He could smell her wetness as it glistened and the primal chaos inside snapped.
He grabbed her hand in desperation, leaving any sense of control or pride long behind him. He wanted to dominate, to overpower her in every sense but her allure was too powerful. His Siren made him beg, and he fucking loved it.
Brooks brought her fingers to his mouth and took them in, sucking every last drop as he licked them clean. The fucking taste of her drove him absolutely wild.
More.Not a question from his passenger… A demand.
“I don’t care how it happens, Siren, but if I don’t get inside you in the next ten seconds I’m going to lose my fucking mind.”
“Haven’t you already?” she teased him with a sinful smile.
She put two hands on his chest and shoved him down with an unnatural strength.
“Fucking hell, Siren, just like that,” he groaned.
“Your eyes are so blue when you’re desperate.”
She was playing coy, and the pout of her lips was asking to be between his teeth.
His Siren took his right hand and curled the last two fingers into his palm. She tucked his hand under her gown, lifted her hips and slowly sank down onto them. She placed his thumb on her clit and made one smooth circle with her hips.
He felt her moan straight down into his essence, and he knew right then that he would raze the world and watch it burn for her.
“God yes, Sunshine, just like that. Fucking use me.”
She found her rhythm in no time and rode his fingers like a promise for what was to come.
Brooks moved his thumb in time to the movement of her hips and squeezed the soft flesh of her ass where the gown rode up. Her moans became breathy and the anticipation of her climax made him ache. Each dip of her hips pressed against his balls and they tightened in response. His hips moved in time with hers, desperate for a touch he wasn’t willing to take but needed all the same.
His Siren lost herself on top of him, and when she came it set his blood on fire.
Her nails dug into his chest and she screamed his name as he fell with her.
“Fuck!”
