Page 51 of Once Upon a Beast

Nic’s answer was to stand up and lift me into his arms. I let out a shocked cry and asked, “What are you doing?”

“What do you think? I’m doing as my lady asked and making love to her, for hours, in the most inventive of ways,” he replied.

I couldn’t argue with his logic. I held tight as he carried me towards his bedroom as if I weighed nothing. I could feel his muscles tensing up and I worried that I was too much but he didn’t seem to mind. His arms felt wonderful holding me. I had never had a man carry me to his bedroom to make love to me, but I had a feeling it was only the first of many new things I was going to experience with Nic.

Once we were in his bedroom, he placed me down next to the bed. I wasn’t sure what I had been expecting when I saw Nic’s room, I hadn’t ever thought one way or the other. He didn’t say anything as I turned my head and noticed the deep dark brown of this chest of drawers, nightstand, and bed frame. The windows were drawn so I couldn’t see what view he had but I had a feeling it was spectacular. The walls were painted in a deep red that accentuated the darkness of the wood furniture. The room screamed masculine which was appropriate as the man standing in front of me was doing the same thing.

“Nice room,” I said suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious.

“Not as nice or as beautiful as the woman in it,” he replied.

I blushed and dropped my head down. Now that we were in his room, now that I knew what was going to happen, my insecurities came to the surface. What if I did something wrong? What if Nic thought I sucked in bed? What if we weren’t as compatible as I thought we would be and this ruined everything?

Nic reached down and lifted my head. Our eyes locked and as I looked into Nic’s eyes, I saw all my concerns and fears looking back at me. Seeing them and knowing that Nic felt the same way made it easier. It reminded me that we were in this together, that he didn’t take this any lighter than I was. We knew the risks we were taking but also the rewards. As I looked into his eyes, I knew it was all worth it and we were going to be okay.

He knew me so well; he was waiting for me to make the next move. If I wanted to stop, he would but I didn’t want to. Reaching up, I ran my hands over his forearms. He didn’t move and I could see the restraint in him just waiting to burst. I gave him a soft smile that I hoped told him everything I was thinking as I pulled him to me.

Nic’s response was to crush his mouth to mine. His arms wrapped around me as his tongue plunged into my mouth. I let myself be engulfed with the feeling of being in his arms as our tongues danced around each other. It felt as if a dam had broken in both of us and our need for the other became all consuming.

Nic reached down and tugged my blouse off. When it was gone, he leaned back and I watched as he took in my body. I blushed again at the appreciation I could see on his face. I was no longer shy but felt sexy, loved, and more confident than I had ever felt in my entire life. All because of the man standing next to me.

“Just beautiful,” he whispered.

I tilted my head at him and eyed his shirt. He didn’t seem to get what I wanted so I pointed at his shirt and said, “Your turn.”

“Oh, that’s how it’s going to be?” he teased but he did as I asked and took his shirt off. It wasn’t exactly a strip tease but my eyes were glued to him as he slowly exposed his torso, chest, and arms.

“Wow,” I said before I even realized I had.

It was Nic’s turn to blush and somehow it was the most endearing thing I had ever seen him do. Did the man not know how sexy he was? I reached up and ran my fingers along his chest, smiling and getting turned on as I felt his muscles quiver under my touch. Nic lifted his hand and slowly moved them from my stomach up towards my chest. When he cupped my breasts in his hands, I tilted my head back and closed my eyes.

He leaned forward and kissed the skin that was exposed above the bra. I squeezed his chest tighter and he laughed into my breasts. His hands moved to my back and took off the bra. We let it fall unchecked to the floor.

“That’s better,” Nic murmured. His right hand cupped my left breast while his mouth licked and teased my right nipple. I jerked next to him and held onto his sides tightly.

My legs weakened underneath me and I could feel my body just aching for more of him. I reached for his pants and unbuckled them. I slid the zipper down and then glided my hand over him. Nic’s hiss of approval told me he agreed.

I made quick work of tugging on his pants and dropping them to the floor. When he was naked before me, I grabbed his member in my hand and tugged on it. He was big, hard, and practically pulsing with need. He moaned into my breasts and glided his hands down to my pants.

“Layla, you feel incredible. I want you, but we must slow down,” Nic moaned.

“Why?” I asked and tugged on him harder.

“Great question,” he moaned.

He pushed on my pants and they fell to the floor. I stepped out of them and Nic immediately lifted me up and placed me onto the bed. He was right there with me and I opened my legs up so that he could move between them. I kept my hand on him and teased him as he moved his mouth to my neck. He licked, sucked, and kissed his way down to my breasts. I cried out and arched my back toward him when he took my right nipple in his mouth and sucked. He jerked in my hand, loving everything that I was doing.

I closed my eyes and let myself take in the moment, in the man, in everything that he was making me feel. Nic kept his mouth on my breast as he moved his hand between us, down my stomach and between my legs. He slid one finger inside me and my eyes shot open. I looked at him to see his mouth on my breast but I could see the smile on his face and the look in his eyes told me he had only just begun to pleasure me.

“Nic!” I cried out.

His response was to slide another finger inside me as his thumb found my clit. He gave it the slightest bit of pressure and I pushed into him. I was so wet and ready for him. I had never had a man who could make me feel so much so quickly. I was worried I was going to break in half with the intensity of it all.

I kept stroking him as he continued to move his fingers in and out of me. His thumb put the most beautiful pressure on my clit. I tried to move him towards my center. Everything he was doing felt incredible, but I wanted more, I wanted him inside me. I wanted to feel as if we were one and there was only one way to do that.

“Come closer. Come to me,” I moaned to Nic.

“Layla,” Nic moaned and I could hear the restraint in his voice.