Page 8 of The Manticore's Mate
I kiss a path down her shoulder and across her chest to the edge of her top. “I don’t like the ‘but’ so tell me what other concerns you have.” Unable to resist, I take her ass in my hand and massage the soft flesh, letting my thumb slide against the soft skin of her inner thigh.
“Oh god. That feels good. Will you turn into the other you?” There’s no fear in her voice.
When I look at her face, her pupils are dilated and her breath is quick. I can’t tell if she longs for my beast or is worried he’ll take over. “Do you want the manticore, Leona?”
“No lies between us?”
“Never.” I kneel between her legs.
Easing up onto her elbows, she meets my gaze. “I want you both, or are you the same? I don’t know how to explain it. I want you, and I want the beast, but I’m a little afraid of both of you.”
My cock jumps to fully erect. I grab it through my trousers and massage it while she watches. “Neither man nor beast will ever harm you, but for today, I will remain a man if that’s alright with you.”
Her smile is everything. “It’s good to know what to expect. Well, sometimes.”
She’s cute, beautiful, and cheeky. She’s everything a man or beast could want.
I reach for the button at the top of her shorts and undo it with one hand before sliding the zipper down.
Pulling her top over her head, she stares at me. The rouge of her areolae shows through the pink lace bra, making my mouth water.
Gripping the sides of her shorts, I pull them over her ass and down her legs. In just the lace bra and panties, she’s a vision in my bed. “You’re beautiful.”
Unhooking the front of her bra, she tosses it away. “Do I get to see you?”
Leaning in, I press my lips to hers and taste her for the first time. She’s sweet and her mouth moves softly and sensually against mine. Her tongue seeks mine with shy urgency. Kissing her is like a melding of souls. She calms the beast more effectively than anything or anyone has in my life. Reluctant to break the kiss, I don’t want to deny her anything, but I need to taste more of her.
I press my lips to her nipple and lave my tongue over it before stepping from the bed and stripping out of my clothes.
“I don’t know if I can ever get used to how perfect you are.” She traces the pads of her fingers along my ribs as she rolls toward me.
My beast purrs, but I need more. I need to give her pleasure. Wrapping my arm around her thighs, I drag her around, kneel on the floor, then pull her to the edge of the bed. Placing her knees over each of my shoulders, the scent of her arousal fills me.
“Cade?”
“I want to taste you.” I blow a puff of air against her wet center.
“Yes.” She grips the bedding and arches her hips.
Taking the first taste, it’s like a drug addiction. She’s sweet and I want everything she is. I press my tongue inside her.
She rises and falls with the pressure of my tongue.
I lick her from bottom to top. “You taste like heaven.” I suckle her clit.
Grabbing fists full of my hair, she calls my name and rides my face.
I feel her need and suck harder. Skimming my hand over her abdomen and ribs, I find her breast and mold it to my hand then pinch her nipple.
She screams and comes apart, drenching my face with her nectar.
Lapping up every drop until she pushes me away with her feet on my shoulders, I take her in my arms and pull her against me on the bed. “You’re gorgeous when you come.”
“I think I may have alerted your neighbors with my screams.” She giggles.
“There’s no one within ten miles of here. Scream all you want, as long as it’s with pleasure, Leona.” I run my hand down the curve of her spine. She’s so strong and soft at the same time. I cup her ass cheek and kneed the flesh.
She arches against me and makes the most delectable sounds in her throat.