I ran my hands across his chest and down his stomach, muscles bunching under my touch. “Please Shade, I want to touch you.”
He kissed me again, invading my mouth, and the taste of my arousal on his tongue was decidedly erotic. Despite my orgasm, the dominating kiss only excited me further, and I ground my hips against his still-clothed erection.
He kissed me until I was breathless once more, only pulling away when I was panting with need. Then, taking a page out of my book, Shade slowly unlaced his pants. He pushed them down until his cock finally sprang free, giving me a look at it for the first time.
He was long and thick, tip already glistening with arousal. I gulped at the mere sight, and his patterned fingers stroked his length. I reached for him, and he removed his hand, then covered mine as I gripped him. Hard and velvety smooth. I stroked him, and he sucked in a sharp breath, guiding me up and down.
Once I was confident in my movements, Shade released me, leaning back and watching my hand take him.
“You’re doing so well, my Solis.”
His praise emboldened me, and I licked my lips. My body was on fire, pleasing him sent a pulse of desire so strong my skin shivered in pleasure.
I wanted more.
Acting on impulse, I dove forward and took him into my hot mouth. A surprised groan left his throat, and his fingers tangled in my hair, not tight or rough, just there.
“Adelia, you don’t—” His strangled words cut off when I hollowed my cheeks and sucked. There were a few things the ladies from the brothel had taught me, and despite never using their methods before, I remembered what they’d said.
Gripping the base with one hand, I took him as deep as I could, my eyes watering. I wanted to go deeper, to take his entire length, but I’d need to work my way up to it. This was only the first time of many.
I moved my mouth and hand in tandem, slowly at first and getting a feel for him, then I quickened the pace.
“That feels … Gods,Adelia.” My name was a prayer on his lips, feeding my own desire. “Look at me.” His voice was soft and low, and I was a slave to his commands, unable to resist meeting his silvery depths. They were dark with lust, with obsession, with … love. My hand found his balls, tugging them gently, and he tensed beneath me.
“Fuck.I’m—”
I took him deeper, and spurts of hot cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed it down, not releasing him until I was sure I’d taken every drop. The moment I did, Shade pulled me close, his mouth invading mine with just as much heat as before. More.
It took no time at all for him to lower me back to the bed, then his face was between my thighs and his tongue was on my pussy. Urgent. Insistent.
A man possessed.
I relished it.
Already worked up, it took no time at all to find my second release, his fingers drawing it from me when they hooked at that sweet spot deep inside. Soft kisses trailed back up my body, my muscles still quivering from the intense pleasure he’d elicited.
Shade hovered over me, his expression one of awe and the same indescribable fascination that filled me at every moment in his presence.
“Are you okay? I sort of lost control there.” His voice was husky and thick with emotion.
A satisfied smile spread across my face at the burst of warmth spreading through my chest. He had given me everything I wanted, everything I craved. “More than okay.”
His answering grin was everything and more. He placed a brief but tender kiss on my lips again.
“I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want you, Adelia.My Solis. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.”
Then he kissed me properly, languidly moving his lips over mine. Soft but somehow still as dominating as ever. Once he’d had his fill, he leaned back to stare at me again. The way he did, memorizing every inch of my face, sent the warmth bubbling over, my heart pumping as if it would beat right out of my chest. For him.
I already knew I could never live without him, but in that moment, I realized if forced to choose between my responsibilities to my sister or keeping him, I didn’t know what I would do.
After a few seconds of silence, he got to his feet, then returned to me with a warm washcloth in hand. He gently cleaned me up, then helped me back into my nightdress.
“What happens now?” I asked when he joined me back on the bed, tucking me under his chin and placing a small kiss on my head. His arm was a solid and secure weight over my stomach, wrapping me in his protection. “I don’t want to lose this.”
I heard the insecurity in my own voice. The fear.
“We won’t. We’ll get away from Terym, and I’ll protect you. You and Eleanor.”
