Page 84 of Vexatious Queen

My heart thumped in my chest, the sound louder with each passing second. It didn’t take long for my mind to run wild with anxiety as all my senses heightened. The cool air of the room flowed over my skin, raising goosebumps and hardening my nipples.

“Take my hand,” Liam whispered from right in front of me.

My body jerked and my pulse spiked, but I set my hand in his. He led me forward until my feet were on something soft, squishy, and warm. I wiggled my toes, loving the sensation.

Liam used the tips of his fingers to trace along my arms and up into my hair. With a gentle tug, he set my hair free from the ponytail, and it fell around my shoulders. My throat went dry as he kissed the corner of my mouth and then the side of my neck. His lips were warm, and I closed my eyes as he stepped closer. The heat from his body bathed me in a comforting warmth that helped me push away all the wildly negative thoughts.

“Tell me, Little Rabbit, what do you fear when the lights are off?”

I licked my lips as I thought, but with Liam kissing a line down my chest to my nipple, it was hard to think about anything rational other than him. He sucked me into his mouth, and I gasped. Every swirl of his tongue drew another sound from my throat as desire stirred in my gut and between my thighs.

“Speak up, Little Rabbit, or I stop,” Liam threatened.

He switched to my other breast and gave it the same treatment.

“I fear that the silence and darkness aren’t empty. That something is waiting in it for me. Waiting for me to be vulnerable and always watching for the moment to strike.”

“That is a very heavy weight to carry,” he said, and like everything with Liam, my emotions twisted in my gut.

He always managed to make me feel safe and yet forced me to be stronger on my own. He was a master at pulling the right string at the right time.

“Yes, sir,” I breathed out.

He stepped to the side, and my head followed his path. There was nothing but darkness, and yet my mind still saw him. His hand skimmed down my body and drew little designs the entire way before slipping between my legs. Keeping my hands to myself was always such a struggle, especially when he was standing so close. Liam’s hard chest brushed against my arm, while his cock bumped against my hip.

My heart hammered out of control with anticipation.

“You’re allowed to make noise tonight.”

His gravelly tone washed over me as he pressed closer. His hot skin against mine made me shiver. Liam continued to tease me as he rubbed my clit while growling into my ear. My legs shook.

“I want to hear every moan, whimper, and plea for more tonight. Say, yes, sir,” he growled.

“Yes, sir,” I managed to get out as he pushed his finger inside me.

“You’re such a good fucking girl, Little Rabbit.”

His groan set my blood completely on fire. It was the sound of someone coming undone, and yet with Liam, it was just another level of control he had on himself, but also on me.

My fists clenched, and my head fell back as he moved faster. With my senses heightened in the dark, there was nothing to distract me from what he was doing. It was hard to describe how it felt when Liam touched me and the freedom of letting go.

“I feel every breath you take. Every shiver. Every yes you won’t say out loud,” Liam whispered, and I shuddered, unsure how I stayed upright. “You want to let go, don’t you? You want to come on my fingers and feel the pleasure coat your body. For just a moment, you don’t want to worry about anything other than feeling weightless again…and again…and again.”

I moaned, sweat forming on the back of my neck as I forced myself to stand still.

“Say it. Surrender yourself to me, Little Rabbit.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Yes, sir, what? Tell me what you want?”

His finger slowed just as I was near the top of the cliff to my climax. He knew. He always knew. And there was no way that Liam was giving in unless I spoke.

“Take the weight for a little while. Please make me feel good. Please let me come,” I begged without a care.

It had become so clear that sometimes the strongest thing I could do was be vulnerable.

“Good girl,” he said, adding a second finger as his other hand pressed to the small of my back for support.