“Where’d you go?” I whisper softly.
His arms wrap around my waist, careful to avoid touching my back. His scent engulfs my senses, giving me comfort I didn’t know I needed. It was like a spark zinged throughout my body, causing an electrical pull between the two of us.
“Seeing you taking those meds to ward off the pain reminds me that I failed to keep you safe. That you had to endure the torture that you did. I wanted to destroy that bastard for even laying a hand on you.” His body goes stiff again as he confesses.
Standing on my tippy toes, I pull his face to mine and rest my forehead to his. He closes his eyes like he’s trying to center himself again. I brush my lips against his, so feather-like that it causes a small whimper to leave his.
“You’re not a failure, Alaric. I put myself in that position to save my family. I don’t regret a single bit of it. You’re the one I thought about when I was there. You’re the one that kept me fighting so I could come back to you. I will proudly bear these scars.” I crash my lips into his, hard and desperate.
My blood starts to boil with so much need. I’ve gone too long without the feel of his lips. My lips part as his tongue breaks the barrier and invades my mouth. We fight for dominance, as our tongues clash. His hands roam up and down my sides before slipping under my shirt. With no bra underneath, he has easy access as he cups my breasts with his large hands.
Hot.
Intense.
Dark magic.
Our bodies long for each other and each touch, kissing isn’t enough. I need more or I’m going to explode. It’s like we’ve gone long, strenuous years being apart, when it was only days.
My hands tremble as I slide them down his muscled chest, down to his jeans. I take no time unbuckling his belt and sliding my hand under the layer of clothes until it’s wrapped around a long, rock-hard cock. Pulling it out from being concealed, I slowly move up and down his shaft.
A growl vibrates from his lips with every stroke. I pick up the movements, feeling him grow harder and harder. Breaking my lips away from his, I lower my body down so I’m on my knees in front of him. My eyes go wide, forgetting how large he is.
“Celeste,” he moans at the sight of me. “You shouldn’t be putting strain on your back or arm.”
It’s so cute how worried he is for me. His eyes say a different story though. He’s eating up the sight of me. Longing for my lips to wrap around him.
I look up at him through my thick lashes, daring him tostop me. To deprive me from having what I want. He’ll lose that battle.
“Eyes on me, Alaric. Don’t you dare look away.” I purr at him before I stick my tongue out and lick his shaft.
His body twitches at the contact. I tease him by licking the other side before I wrap my lips around him and bob my head up and down. His hips buck, needing more and I don’t deny him of his needs. I open up my throat, hollow out my checks, and take him deeper. He’s too big to take all the way.
I pick up the pace, taking him inch by inch, never breaking our stare. He fights from throwing back his head in pleasure, obeying my command. His hips buck again pushing himself deeper into me, causing me to gag. Hands entwine into my hair, as he shoves into me, forcing me to take another inch.
My eyes water, drool dripping out of my mouth, but I refuse to yield. He thrusts his hips, fucking my face. So desperate for more.
“God, Celeste. Your pretty mouth feels so good,” he moans.
He’s ruthless, and all sense of gentleness goes away. My other hand slides up his thick thighs, traveling until I cup his balls. He bucks again and this time, he comes undone.
Without warning, a salty substance shoots down my throat, and his thrusts become lighter and lighter. I don’t pull away until every single last drop leaves him and I swallow with a satisfied moan before pulling away from him.
Rising from my knees, he’s quick with his assault, crashing his lips on mine. Tasting himself on me, he sweeps his tongue in mine. Spinning me around, he has my body flush against the counter. He isn’t done with me yet, not even close.
Taking the hem of my shirt, he rips it over my head breaking the kiss for a split second before he returns. He rips my pants down my legs and I step out of them so I’m bare tohim. My hands venture down before his hand stops me, gripping my wrist and placing it on the counter.
Carefully, he picks me up by my ass and places me on the edge of the counter, spreading me wide. He breaks away from my lips and trails kisses down my neck as he slides two fingers in my center. My head tips back as he thrusts inside me slowly as his thumb circles my sensitive clit. His other hand cups my breast and he sucks my nipple, earning a whimper to escape.
He picks up the pace as he travels to the other nipple, sucking and biting, making me buck under him. He grins as he releases me and lowers himself to his knees. Pulling his fingers out of me, he spreads me wider before he lowers his face between my lips. I watch as he swipes the pad of his tongue from the bottom, slowly up my center, before he sucks my clit into his mouth.
A gasp escapes as he ravishes me like he’s absolutely starved. His teasing begins to drive me absolutely mad, rocking my hips into him. His moan vibrates against my pussy, causing another sensation of pleasure.
Desperate for more, my hand rakes through his hair and I shove his face into me. A soft chuckle leaves him before he dives right in tongue fucking me. He moves back to sucking me as he inserts two large fingers inside, not being shy how hard he thrusts into me.
“Fuck. Alaric, I need more,” I beg as my body starts to vibrate from want.
He continues his assault as he looks up at me watching every single muscle in my face. Watching how my body reacts to his touch. The way he’s looking at me, taking a mental photo of my undoing.
