Page 42 of Lord of Vice

“What?” I breathed, uncertain I’d spoken.

His chuckle was laced with another deep sound, followed by a lick of his tongue in the shell of my ear. “I said the things I will do to you are filthy and wild.”

All I could do was shudder.

“That’s exactly what you need.”

Was he expecting me to confirm or deny? Push him away again? I tried one last time, doing my best to break the connection that seemed overwhelmingly powerful, but it was no use. He was far too strong, the electricity ready to spiral my needs out of control. He ripped at my hair, pulling me back into a deep arc, still issuing deep animalistic sounds as he rolled his lips down the side of my neck. He bit down once before continuing his heated exploration.

The moment he swirled his tongue around my nipple, I was certain I’d lost all feeling in my legs. I threw one hand back, slapping the cabinet as I heard Remington’s tags jingling. The traitor was heading into the bedroom, leaving me completely alone.

I almost laughed out of nervousness, realizing for a woman nearing twenty-five, I was completely inexperienced as a lover. What experience did I have? I couldn’t think about my past, the abuse and controlling behavior.

Another laughable moment since everything about the man holding me was dominating as hell. When he brought my nipple into his heated mouth, I finally let loose enough to allow a scattered series of moans to escape.

It would be so easy to get caught up in the moment, to allow myself to believe this was anything but what it was, a blip in time. But for the moment, I doubted I was going anywhere. At least not without his permission.

He shifted to my other nipple, taking his time to flick his tongue back and forth before biting down until I cried out all over again. What he did next couldn’t have shocked me any more than what he’d already done.

Without breaking a sweat, he lifted me onto the counter onto my feet, taking both of my thighs into his hands, making certain I was wide open. Like a famished man, he drilled his tongue straight past my swollen folds.

“Oh, my…” I couldn’t think or speak, was swaying to the point I was lightheaded. I knew the man was muscular given the way he filled out his suit but this was… acrobatic. I slapped my hands on his shoulders, fearful I’d slip off onto the floor. I’d thought laughing and moaning at the same time impossible, but I was doing it as I scanned the bathroom. I was completely cognizant the door was open but thankfully, he’d closed the bedroom door after breaking into it. Otherwise anyone walking by would see our sinful moment.

Our?

There was no ‘our.’ This was his doing.

Dangerous murderer.

As I continued to remind myself of that, it didn’t seem to stick.

I closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his shoulders, aware the tingling sensations were already going nuts. The moment was insane, my body overreacting as he licked and sucked on my clit. Within seconds, it was tingling like it never had before, entirely too sensitive too quickly.

Other than my trusty cheap vibrator, I’d gotten no action in… over a year. I wanted to laugh at how pathetic I would sound admitting that to anyone. He was growling and grunting like some beast as he feasted on me, rolling both thumbs up and down my pussy lips at the same time. It was like floating in the air while being pleasured, unlike anything I’d experienced.

Where the kiss had been explosive, he was taking his time dragging his tongue up and down. I could tell he was savoring the flavor, acting as if he was licking a Tootsie Roll Pop. All the crazy analogies running through my mind continued to bring giggles to my throat.

His hold remained firm, the man refusing to let me go, and while I knew he could continue doing this for as long as I needed, I was already bucking against him. My body couldn’t handle this much bliss at one time, my mind spinning. The only orgasms I’d experienced in my life were those brought on by batteries and plastic.

This man seemed to know my body instinctively, licking feverishly when I needed it and lightly sucking on my clit asnecessary. I was going up and down in emotions just as I was in sensations. I lolled my head, staring down at him the way he was looking up at me.

I pitched forward once again, almost losing my footing completely as a strange set of vibrations tore through me. As the tidal wave swept through me, I realized my lover had given me a powerful climax. It was wild and strange, driving me straight into ecstasy.

Everything about this was entirely different, including the way vibrant lights flashed in front of my eyes. Plus, it lasted so much longer than ten seconds, the tingling sensations continuing for well over a minute. I expected him to let me down the moment I started to drift from the clouds I’d been spinning in.

But he wasn’t finished with me yet, shaking his head back and forth as he thrust his tongue deep inside. When he added several fingers of his left hand, thrusting alongside his tongue, I was certain I would orgasm within seconds. But he brought me close and backed off, only to do it all over again.

“Oh. Oh. Oh.” I no longer recognized my voice, the deliciousness of the moment stealing my usual lilting tone. He was forceful yet tender, giving me what I craved but refusing to allow me to come too quickly. But when he dared slide his other hand around my hips, wiggling a single finger past my ass cheeks, I jerked forward. Hard enough I was certain I’d fly off the counter.

The moment he drove a single finger into my dark hole, something that had never been done before, I was pitched into an insane moment. There was no chance at regrouping or even breathing correctly. The climax was even more powerful than the one before and as I heard a hard thumping sound, it took mea minute to realize it was my foot involuntarily coming down on the granite counter.

I was still in a state of shock and awe when the tingling sensations slowly ebbed, leaving me aching and breathless.

And very hungry.

Very slowly Kraven brought me to the floor once again, but he wasn’t simply going to eat and leave. He wanted all of me. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew I should do everything it took to stop the moment before it started. I didn’t. I couldn’t.

He backed away, cocking his head as if stating without words if I dared try to go anywhere, he would do worse than spanking me.