“Gods, yes!” He raised a brow at my exclamation. It was a recent development that fingers no longer triggered me, and after so long without him, I needed it all.
“Take it off.” He only used that commanding tone when we were like this.
Alone.
As he did incredible things to my body.
I was impatient before, but now I moved slowly, inching the nightdress down and exposing my skin. Molten silver followed each movement, eyes darkening as more of my body wasrevealed, and when I finally threw the clothes to the floor, they were practically feral with need.
With obsession.
It was intoxicating, filling me with brazen courage.
“Now you,” I said, my voice surprisingly demure, something only he could pull from me.
Shade gripped his shirt and whipped it over his head in one clean sweep. Then his chest was bare, dark swirls and shapes curling along every inch of his torso and contrasting against pale skin free from the scars.
Underneath, his muscles rippled, bunching with each movement in a way that had me salivating. He moved closer, his pants still on, and I let out a small whine of protest.
I wanted all of him. I wanted to see what he had kept from me before now.
Shade chuckled. “Patience, my Solis, I intend to take my time with you.”
He towered over me, and at his instruction, I lay back against the smooth sheets. He followed me down, intense silver staring at me with pure hunger. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I breathed. Then his mouth was on mine. Gentle at first, licking the seam of my lips. When I opened for him, he devoured me with devastating obsession. His tongue teased mine until I was breathless and wanton. I whined into his mouth.
More.
He traveled down my neck, placing open-mouthed kisses along my skin until he reached my exposed breasts. He lapped at my peaked nipples, then took one into his mouth and sucked gently. I clenched my thighs and let out a low moan.
He repeated the process on my other breast, not stopping until I was writhing beneath him. Only then did he move farther south, kissing as he made his way to my aching pussy, then he blew softly against the wetness there.
“Shade,” I whimpered, tangling my hands in his hair. I tried to position his mouth to where I needed him most, but he was immoveable as he blew again.
He tsked lightly before licking me once, tongue dragging from slit to clit in a single tantalizing touch. I bucked my hips, seeking the warmth of his mouth. He smirked up at me, those silver orbs burning with hunger. “The way you taste, Adelia. I could eat you for every meal and never grow bored.”
“Please,” I begged, almost hysterical now. He couldn’t say those things and not give me what I needed.
“Shh, be quiet for me, my Solis, we don’t want any visitors,” he growled against my skin, and then he dove.
Finally.
He consumed me with his mouth, tongue swirling and licking, and I could do nothing but hold on for dear life. My legs clamped around him until I was sure he would suffocate, but he didn’t let up.
Then a finger joined the torment on my throbbing pussy, entering me in an instant firm rhythm, and I cried out in pleasure despite his order to be silent.
He watched me come undone at his touch, his eyes swirling with devotion. Then his movements quickened and a second finger joined the first.
I bit my hand to stop myself from crying out again; we couldn’t let anyone find us like this—with him destroying me until I couldn’t take it anymore.
Heat built. My pussy throbbed. My body curled tighter.
“Give it to me.” His growled words vibrated my clit, sending me over the edge. Waves of pleasure consumed me as I detonated under his touch, clenching around his fingers, and my legs clamped his ears.
He licked me gently until I came down, not letting up until I tugged on his hair. I needed to feel him, to touch him, give himthe same indescribable pleasure he’d given me countless times before.
He crawled up my body. His mouth, wet with my release, trailing along my skin until he hovered over me.
