Page 53 of Deadly Cravings
I blinked at the sudden order. I was honestly speechless, but I shut down the butterflies going wild in my stomach.
I wrinkled my nose and snickered. Did he not take anything serious?
His eyes thinned. Whatever he was about to say cut off as I gripped the back of his head and pulled him to my mouth. I only had him for a bit longer now that Ren’s location was confirmed, so I needed to take advantage of the short-term pleasure he effortlessly wrenched from me. I’d run out of time. These brief memories would be all I had when it came to having a vampire lover because when I was long gone, I was through with the fantasies. He sighed against my lips, pressing his chest into me. With a sudden burst of motion, he scooped me to the side, so my hair fell over the edge of the bed. My body sank into the mattress and Asher used his knee to prod my legs open. I groaned, lifting my hips. I needed his touch and his bite to erase Matt’s.
“Is your pussy wet for me?” Asher hummed, the seductive sound shooting strikes of electricity to my clit. Pushing up to my elbows, I peeked at the smooth skin between my thighs, as if there had never been marks. It’d still bled after Matt was ripped off me . . . or I thought I’d been bleeding?
He settled over me, his hips caged by my legs as he sank over me. Asher’s lips pressed into mine, prodding them open and dissolving my confusion. His tongue flicked into my mouth and I sucked on it, needing more of his sweet taste. The groan he released caused a wave of moisture between my legs.
Asher reached down and pressed his palm over my pussy, grinding on me. I whimpered and pushed up, arching my back to get closer to the pressure. His long fingers speared inside me. The sudden invasion sucked the oxygen from my lungs in the best way. He swirled the digits in my core, caressing the walls of my pussy.
I clenched around them, heat spreading from my belly and increasing with each swirl.
He retracted his fingers and lifted the glistening digits.
“So terribly wet,” he chastised. He brought them to his mouth and licked them clean with long swipes of his tongue. I watched in awe, suspended by desire. “Rivals the delicacy of your blood.”
Before I could even think of how to respond, he thrust them back in with shallow pumps.
I gritted my teeth, writhing up to get more of him in me, but he kept them from going any deeper.
“Asher,” I moaned, panting so hard my nipples brushed against his shirt with each inhale.
“Yes, Pet?” His teasing tone... I curved my fingers into his shoulders, scrunching the cotton. “Tell me what you want.”
“Please, Asher. Put your fingers inside me.”
He hummed, the sound verging on a purr. I bit my lip, then he offered me sweet relief. Fingers thrust into my core and his thumb swirled on my clit, adding stimulation.
I jolted, the sensation almost too much. A moan crawled up my throat and I writhed against him. He groaned, deep and long as his cock pressed into my thigh.
My hips jerked off the mattress, my heels digging into the foam as my channel throbbed around his fingers. Asher didn’t let off on the rhythm, wringing the orgasm from me. I whimpered at the sensitivity, cringing back, but he didn’t relent. Asher chuckled at my frantic tugging of his shirt.
“Fall apart for me, Pet.”
I panted and stared up at his glittering blue eyes.
“We’re not done.” I blinked at his smirk, but he slid down, disappearing from sight.
“Since your pussy has never been claimed, I’m assuming my pet has not been licked before me,” he murmured in a pleased rumbled.
I squeaked as his tongue flicked against my clit. I gripped his hair, stopping his progression. My chest heaved as I peered down at him. His tongue flicked out again and the barest red flashed in his eyes as he narrowed them. He hummed low, as if making a discovery, but just as quickly the expression passed.
“Yes, I have been,” I said breathlessly—lying. His fingers dug into my thighs, and I hissed at the abrupt pain. His expression darkened, but he didn’t question me as his red eyes shut tightly and he exhaled sharply.
I tensed.Had I said something wrong?
“A-Asher?” Uncertainty bled from my tone. Asher shook his head hard, a short exhale brushing against my wetness.
“You bring out the possessiveness in me, Pet.” His lips quirked. “I never thought it’d be possible.”
That pleased me more than I could express, but my smugness swiftly faded when his mouth attached to my clit and he sucked.
I screamed, jerking up, but he was relentless, sucking and flicking the bud.
My fingers wove into his hair, and I tugged, whimpering, trying to get him to give me a second. Lids fluttering, my mouth opened on a silent cry as the wave of release crashed into me. Asher chuckled against me, and my toes curled at the vibration. I could not think.
His warm tongue lowered to my slit, and he dipped it into the heat, licking up my juices.