I have no idea what she’s saying, but I laugh anyway. “I’m glad you made an exception for me.”
“So am I.” She raises a brow and steps back, unfastening the cloak and dropping it. Then she unfastens her necklace and places it on the mantel before looking for me.
A low growl sounds in my throat, and I prowl forward. “Turn around.”
She does and I move her hair to one side and slowly work the laces of her corset. I run my knuckles along her spine, and Rosalina shivers as I bend and place a kiss to her shoulder. The dress slides to the ground, and Rosalina steps out of it, turning to me. Her pale skin is luminous in the firelight, perfect breasts, the curve of her waist, and she’s wearing sheer white tights…
My cock twitches, straining against my tight pants, and I resist the urge to rip those tights and sink myself inside her.
I’m not ready to give her up yet. Don’t think I’ll ever be ready.
Rosalina raises a brow, then unclasps her hair. The tied back curls fall loose and wild. “Well, are you going to touch me?”
“Every inch.”
I wrap her in my arms and lower her to the floor, stretching her out over the furs. I drag my hand along her shoulder and the curve of her breasts, brushing the soft flesh with my knuckles, then over her stomach and down her legs.
She raises a knee and arches into my touch. “Kel.”
The sound of my name on her voice untethers something inside me. I grip her thigh, feeling the smooth fabric of her tights. “Want me to touch somewhere in particular?”
Nodding, she bites her lower lip. I clench my teeth together, wanting to take it in my own mouth. There will be time for that later. Instead, I give my Rose what she’s asking for and drag my hand to her inner thigh.
“Mmm,” she sighs, fingers tightening in the furs.
Pressing the pad of my thumb hard against her, I begin to circle, slow enough I know it will be maddening for her. I’m rewarded by her quickening breath, the rocking of her hips tourge me on. I change the motion from circles to strokes up and down, and a pool of moisture forms on the tights.
“Yes, Kel,” she sighs. “We’ve just begun and I?—”
I press harder, dragging my knuckles along her slit.
“Oh god,” she says in a shattered gasp. “Yes.”
I continue my motions, movements gaining speed as the fabric gets properly soaked. I drop my head to the hollow of her neck. “Will you wear these again?”
“I think I’ll like the answer if I say no.”
“Indeed.” I kiss her deeply, opening my mouth and sucking her tongue in time with the rhythm of my hand.
Then I break away and lower my whole body between her legs. She whines in protest as I temporarily stop rubbing her and delicately lift the white sheer fabric. Rose rises on her forearms to watch me, and I meet her gaze with a wicked grin andrip.
Rip just enough to access what I need, right at her center. Of course, my Rose isn’t wearing any panties, and I am rewarded with the sight of her lovely pink pussy.
Her scent envelops me, and my body trembles with an overwhelming desire forher. Her taste, her essence, her love. I want everything she can give me.Mate.Tonight, I will finally mate her.
I give a kiss to her thigh, then bite the soft flesh. Rosalina sighs and throws her head back. I drag my mouth higher until I get to the rip, where I begin to devour. I press my tongue against her, wanting to taste her entirely.
Rosalina calls out and threads her fingers into my hair, pushing me harder against her pussy.Good girl, I say in her mind.Harder, Rosalina.
She tugs on my hair, whimpering as I drive my tongue deeper. I’m near delirious with her taste. I’m going to go fucking mad tonight in her body. And mad is the only way I’ll get through this.
I alternate between quick flicks and long, languid strokes. When her thighs begin to tremble, I pull back and take her clit between my lips and suck.
She shatters, crying out my name in a broken moan. Her hands tug my hair so hard, pain radiates through my skull. But it’s nothing compared to the pleasure coursing through our bond.
Rosalina falls to the furs, a delirious smile on her face. I rise and kiss it off her. When I pull back, I see sweat dotting her brow and her skin flushed.
“Guess I’m getting a little warm by the fire,” she says.
