Her tingling clitoris assured her it was what she wanted too.
His hand shifted, permitting his fingers to gently grasp her erect nipple.She lurched forward at the caress, an embarrassing moan escaping her throat as her eyes fluttered open.Breath catching, red flags were waving in her head like a parade.She shouldn’t have been permitting him to touch her, but all she could muster was another mortifying mewl.
His touch was better than it had any right to be.She’d fancied the look of Kronos from that first glimpse on the street, and even though she didn’t understand who he was or how he was managing any of her surroundings, she did comprehend her body’s instinctual reflexes.That was why she hadn’t balked when he’d righted her, leaving her legs astride his strapping thighs.She couldn’t say so aloud, but she longed to discover what he was hiding beneath that towel.
As if the organ had heard her thoughts and sought to offer its own explanation, she sensed his cock pushing the towel against her inner thigh.Throat drying, her attention dropped to acknowledge its effort.
“Your breasts are glorious.”Raspy desire laced his usual baritone, and suspended in ecstatic torment, she watched as his second hand rose to mirror the actions of the first.
“Oh, God.”Her head fell back at the sensations, all thoughts of resistance lost to the frenzy of her growing lust.
She shouldn’t have wanted him, but she fucking did.
“Master will do.”His fingers tightened into hard pinches, and she let out a pained yelp.“Yes, these wonderful buds will do very nicely, little one.I want to take them in my mouth and worship them.”
Breaths laboring, her gaze flitted back to his handsome face.Had he really just said that out loud?
“You like that idea.”His grin was a little self-satisfied for her liking, but her thoughts were lost rapidly when she noticed her body was slowly moving.
Peering around him, she realized her body was elevating, rising a few inches until her ass had left his thighs and her breasts were perfectly aligned with his mouth.Looking up, she caught sight of her reflection in the mirror, barely recognizing the red-faced woman blinking back.
Heart thundering faster, she reached for his shoulders to steady herself.Instead of panic, there was only excited anticipation.She wanted to know what his lips would feel like on her nipples.
“Come here.”
His fingers released her nipples, and she floated an inch or two nearer to his body until the edge of her left bud was close enough to feel the heat of his breath.
“Master.”
The word was reflexive.She had no idea whether she was urging him to halt or imploring him to carry on.Not that it mattered.Kronos was going to have his way, and she couldn’t recall ever being more thrilled at a prospect.
Watching his mouth part, she held her breath as his lips closed around her teat, her own mouth stretching wide when his tongue whipped over her bud.
“Oh my…” she started, but whatever she was about to say next was splintered when his lips closed and his hot mouth suckled at her.
Her fingers stiffened at his huge shoulders, a strangled noise leaving her lips as she grappled with the intensity of sensation.Kris had always adored having her breasts played with, but enjoying the full focus of Kronos’ mouth was something else entirely.
Gazing down at his work, she scanned the look of his dark hair, wishing she had the nerve to bury her fingers between the strands.
“Delicious,” he purred, his concentration flying back to her face as, somehow, he maneuvered her body so that her other breast hovered before him.She couldn’t say how it felt to be suspended in a state of such bliss, only that, as he captured her, she knew she went willingly.Need bloomed between her legs, a wave more potent than any she’d ever felt with Shaun, and she knew that she yearned for Kronos.She needed him to remind her what it was like to be a woman.
Like a fly drawn into a spider’s web, she was going to be eaten up, and she knew it.
She should have been flying away as fast as she could, crawling out of that web and seeking freedom, yet already it was too late.
Her fate was sealed.
When his lips closed around her second beading nipple, the sensation splintered all conceivable need to even wonder why.
Chapter Eighteen
Kronos
Pleasure.So much fucking pleasure.Kronos couldn’t believe Kristina had been so biddable, but taking her sensitive tissue between his lips and suckling on what belonged to him, he no longer questioned her responses.
He might have been the powerful creature, the one with supremacy, but her ability to yield made her utterly magical.
Swelling in agreement, his cock roared back to life.It pushed past the fabric that had imprisoned it, reaching for the delectable heat it knew would envelop the organ.Releasing her nipple, his tongue flicked over her bud while his hands rose to cradle her punished backside.He half-expected her to flinch at the contact, but the guttural whimpering she made conveyed little in the way of discomforted resistance.
