CHAPTER10
Before Valaria could respond to Callum’s wicked promise of pleasures to come, he brushed his lips between her legs.He placed gentle pressure against her as she lifted into him with something between a gasp and a cry.Sensation spiraled through her as he used his thumbs to spread her open farther and then repeated the kiss, this time licking her.
“Oh God,” she gasped, and her hand came down into the thick mass of his hair, fingers tangling in the soft locks, tugging him closer as he licked her again.“Please.”
His gaze came up, dark and dangerous, even though he never stopped licking her.Over and over, long, languid strokes that woke every single nerve ending in that sensitive place between her legs.She found herself lifting into him, grinding to find even more pleasure.
He made soft sounds against her, like her desire increased his own.He never scolded her for taking part in what he was doing, he never withheld from her, only gave.
That gentleness, that lack of judgment, helped her relax.After a little while of teasing and desperate, glorious torment, he increased his focus on her clitoris.His fingers tightened against her thighs, as the rocking motion of their joined bodies deepened…the pleasure mounted.To her surprise, she felt the edge of release in her grasp, powerful sensation that would wash her away for a moment.She was torn between grinding herself to that edge and backing away to enjoy the feeling of his mouth a little longer.
He stole the choice from her though when he began to suck her clitoris.She jolted at the electric pleasure from the sucking, the flick of his tongue.And when he added a finger to her sheath, gliding inside of her gently and thrusting in time to his tongue, she was undone.
The edge came and she flew over it as waves of pleasure washed over her.She gripped his hair with both hands, bending against him, rocking and grinding for more as she gasped out his name in the quiet.All through it, he never stopped, giving more and more until she was weak.Spent.Nothing but a trembling mass of quivering and satisfied flesh.
Only then did he lift his head from her, withdraw his finger and casually licked it clean.She could scarcely move as she stared at him, his lips and chin slick from her release, his eyes bright with pleasure and oh-so-much desire that continued to call to her.
“That…wasremarkable,” he murmured.
She nodded, still unable to formulate coherent words.Even if she could, what did one say to a man who had just promised her a few moments in heaven and then delivered so much more than she’d hoped for?She’d never felt anything like it.Certainly not with Silas, not even at her own hand.What Callum had done was powerful and changing.
And in this heated, vulnerable moment, she realized one undeniable fact: she wanted more of it.More of him.At whatever cost.A terrifying thought.A tempting one.And yet she had no idea how to proceed with a man like this.How to ask for what she wanted.Or how to deny herself the same for self-preservation.
And so all she could do was stare at him, unspeaking, while her body still shook and she waited for him to give her…she didn’t even know what in that moment.She didn’t know anything except that her body felt alive in a new way.And he was the cause.
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Callum remained on his knees between Valaria’s spread legs, his heart throbbing and his cock aching.But all he could focus on was the slightly stunned expression on her face as she stared down at him.God, watching her in the aftermath of pleasure was almost as good as coming, himself.Almost.
She had let go.Utterly and completely as she rode the waves of pleasure, and it had been unlike anything he’d ever experienced before.Of course, it had also made a powerful truth painfully clear: how much constant pressure and tension she was under.
And now that he knew that, he had to think about it a little more.Explore it and the causes…perhaps figure out how he could help.Because he so desperately wanted to help her.
He smiled at her and slowly smoothed her skirts back down over her legs, covering her before he stood up.
She stared, eyes wide and completely confused.“You aren’t going to—”
He swallowed.“I told you, Valaria, that was just for you.”
She blinked up at him.“But you want…I can see you are…” She waved vaguely at his hard cock, plainly outlined against his trouser crotch.
“Oh yes,” he grunted.“Very much.But I have control over myself.I can wait.”
“Wait for what?”she asked, shaking her head.
A wave of wicked, tempting, wonderful things that he could do to and with this woman washed through his mind.He wanted to learn every inch of that body.He wanted to feel her come in a thousand different ways.He wanted to know every note of her flavor like she was wine.And he wanted to tangle his fingers through her hair after and feel her as relaxed when they were not actively fucking as she had been when she came a moment ago.
He wanted far more than he should ask for and…he was certain…far more than she was willing or able to give at present.
“I’m willing to wait for you,” he said softly.
There was a flare of panic that first crossed her face at that statement.Powerful and brief before she hid it.A wall came down between them, the tension that was not of the sexual kind returned, and she got up.Was that to put them on more equal terms?He didn’t know.
She moved away from him to the fireplace.There, she turned back and there was a falseness to her expression.One he recognized he’d seen before, many times.But now it was directed toward him.
“But why wait when I’m right here?”
He knew she was saying that to build a wall between them.To give him what she thought he wanted so that he wouldn’t see what she wished to withhold.But the idea of what she would give nearly brought him to his knees.
