I tried to hide my surprise. I’d been under the impression I was a sex slave, that I had to do whatever they told me to do because I’d lost the Hunt.
“And the second?” I almost couldn’t get the words out around the stroke of his thumb on my hand, arcs of desire flooding my body like an overloaded circuit.
He leaned in, nuzzling my neck, and spoke against my ear. “You have to mean it.”
His tongue flicked out to lick my neck and a second later he bit down on my earlobe.
A gasp escaped my mouth, the wet slide of his tongue with the bite of his teeth sending electroshocks to my center. I jumped a little when he slid his hand under my shirt, his skin warm against my stomach.
He closed his hand around one of my tits and squeezed, and I closed my eyes, sinking into the pleasure of it. “Do you want to say no, little mouse?”
You can say no… but you have to mean it.
He kissed his way along my jaw.
“I don’t… I don’t know.”
I closed my eyes as he dropped kisses on the corners of my mouth. “Don’t make me put my fingers inside you to see if you’rea liar.” He teased the seam of my mouth open with his tongue. “I’ll ask you again. Do you want to say no?”
“No.”
He dove into my mouth with his tongue and I opened for him like a baby bird seeking nourishment. And then all I could think was,Why would I ever say no to this?
Because his tongue was like one of the sparklers my parents had let me have on the Fourth of July, leaving a trail of fire in its wake as he made long strokes through my mouth.
He rolled my nipple between his fingers, squeezing hard enough that it almost hurt as he took possession of my mouth, and I melted under the heat of his kiss, the touch of his fingers.
His eyes were glassy when he pulled away, like he had a fever. “Jesus your mouth is sweet. Let’s get you naked, little mouse. I want to look at you again.”
“What about… what about the others?” I didn’t know how this worked. Was I only supposed to be with them together? Was Jagger going to take my virginity now?
“Don’t worry about Vigo and Hawk,” he said. “They’ll get their turn. Now stand up so I can really see you.”
I stood and he swung his legs over the side of the bed so he was sitting in front of me. “Take off your top.”
I reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, feeling oddly unselfconscious. The Hawks had already seen me naked. What did it matter now?
But this was different, Jagger and I alone as he stared at me up close and personal.
He inhaled deeply, his gaze locked on my bare tits. “Goddamn… that lighting in the tunnels really didn’t do your tits justice.” He took one in each hand, squeezing and thumbing my nipples. “Your nipples are perfect fucking rosebuds.”
He leaned in, close enough that his nose was pressed against my stomach, and inhaled. “And you smell so fucking good. Like vanilla cream.”
I pressed my legs together, the urge to come already swelling between my thighs.
He slid his fingers into the waistband of my shorts and tugged, pulling them over my hips. He took my underwear with them and tossed them both aside.
“Fuuuuuuck.” He rubbed my pubic hair between his fingers. “Look at this sweet little pussy.”
I was having trouble breathing, having trouble thinking about anything but how badly I wanted to feel his mouth on me, the way Hawk had done in the tunnels.
He pushed his fingers between my thighs, slid them through my soaked folds, and let out a suggestive chuckle that made my toes curl. “Vigo was right, you’re ready to play.”
I gasped as he slipped a finger inside me and started circling my clit with his thumb. “Is that what you want, mouse? You want to play?”
I closed my eyes, let my head fall back until I felt my hair brush against the top of my bare ass. “Yes.”
“Good, because I’m going to go totownon this body.”
