“Is this what you want in a husband, Elara?” Constantine groaned as he lavished kisses upon her throat. “You want this heat between us?”
“Yes,” she breathed, not even bothering to give the question any thought. She could not even if she wanted to. It was her body that was in control. Her mind, it seemed, had entered into a deep slumber and refused to function. All she wanted, all shecraved,was to feel.
Her hands tightened around Constantine as his kisses along her neck made her shiver. Everywhere his lips made contact, pleasure followed, rushing beneath her skin and into her bloodas they traveled from the bottom of her ear down to her chest.
Then suddenly she was flying, pushed away from Constantine’s arms with a quickness that made her eyes snap open and a gasp escape her lips. Before terror could take hold, her back hit the soft down of her mattress, and Constantine was on top of her, straddling her hips as his hands moved to the bodice of her gown.
With the sound of shredding fabric, her breasts were suddenly exposed, and Constantine’s eyes dropped from hers to her chest. A low, throaty groan of approval escaped Constantine as he took in the sight of her. Any fleeting embarrassment she felt from being so exposed in that moment disappeared as she saw the complete lust in Constantine’s eyes. It was as if he was captivated by her figure; a slave to the sight of it.
Then his eyes snapped back to hers, and a hard glimmer flashed within them as he slid his body down hers and wrapped a hand around her throat.
“If you want this, Elara, then you must know. I will not tolerate another man seeing you this way. Not while we are married,” he demanded, his deep voice thick with need.
When she did not answer immediately, his grip tightened around her throat, causing her to gasp and arch into his touch.
“Tell me you understand,” he growled.
Chapter 19
“Iunderstand,” Elara breathed. Then, from the depths of her pleasure, a possessive feeling she did not like arose, and she glared at him as she pushed herself deeper into his grip.
“But you must understand that the same is required of you,” she demanded. Constantine’s breath hitched as his eyes widened slightly. “No other woman touches you while I am your wife. Doyouunderstand,husband?”
To her surprise, a devilishly handsome smile spread across his face. He bit his bottom lip as his eyes slowly moved down her ruined dress, then back up to her eyes.
“I would not dream of it,” he replied, and before she could come back with another retort, he kissed her again.
Elara kissed him back fervently, tangling her fingers into his hair once again so she could hold him to her. Her body reveled in the closeness of his, and she moaned in approval as he sank his muscular form fully down over hers.
All too soon, though, Constantine gripped her wrists and pushed them into the bed, holding them just above her head as he endedthe kiss on her lips and began to lavish attention on her neck.
“Oh, good heaven,” she whispered, her lashes fluttering shut as his lips brushed against her collarbone. She shuddered and moaned as he repeated the kiss, then nipped her playfully with his teeth.
Her mother had talked to her about the bare necessities of marriage consummation. The technicalities of what happened in order to produce a child, but Elara had not been prepared for this. She had not known how much pleasure could come from just these heated kisses.
“More?” Constantine asked, then slowly dragged the tip of his tongue along the valley of her breasts.
“Yes,” Elara breathed, arching into his heated mouth. “Please, yes.”
“Mm, so eager,” Constantine hummed, his hot breath blowing teasingly over her right nipple. The sound was followed by a thick, throaty chuckle that made her spasm again. “I like it when you beg me.”
“I did not... oh!”
Whatever chastisement Elara was about to deliver died in her throat as he drew her right nipple into his mouth and began to suckle. Static shocks of pleasure surged like lightning through her spine as his tongue flicked rhythmically over the taut bundle of nerves, and she felt that small trickle of liquid between her thighs turn into a gush.
Elara grew dizzy and warm as Constantine took full control, taking his time to lavish attention on first her right breast, then the left. She had never known the body could feel such things!
“You are exquisite,” Constantine praised as he nuzzled her breasts, then lazily drew his tongue around her left nipple. “I cannot wait any longer to see how you taste between your thighs.”
A deep blush filled Elara’s cheeks as she heard Constantine’s words, and at once her eyes snapped open. She had never heard of such a thing!
“What?” she breathed, then tried to get up. “You cannot!”
Constantine’s grip tightened on her wrists as he made a gentleshushingsound, and a wicked grin formed on his lips.
“Do you like this?” he asked, keeping his eyes on her as he lowered his head and flicked his tongue over her turgid left nipple. Elara whimpered and writhed at the sensation.
“Yes,” she breathed.
