Page 71 of Villainous Greed
“August.” My voice was raspy and unfamiliar to me.
I squeezed my thighs together as the tingling grew stronger. I felt empty and wanted August to make it go away.
“Here.” August lifted one of my legs and rubbed against my sex. That was it!
A sound escaped my lips, and August kissed me again. I rocked myself against him, letting the throbbing turn to a pleasurable sensation rushing deeper inside me.
“August,” I said again, eyes opening as I jerked from his lips. He trailed his mouth down my neck instead, and it was like I could feel that thrill right between my legs.
The sparks were getting stronger, and for a second, I was unsure. I felt like I was about to fall into some sort of wicked spell, and it would damage me. The intensity of the throb sharpened, and something was coming.
“Wait, stop.” I pushed at his chest. He moved quickly so I could get out of the bed.
My heart was still beating wildly when he asked, “What’s wrong?”
I pulled at my curls, then smoothed my palms down my shirt.
“Hey.” August tugged at my shirt. “Talk to me, so I know what I did wrong.”
“It’s nothing.” I took a deep breath, unable to look at him. “Just… something was happening to me.”
“Because we were touching?” he asked, softly.
I nodded. “It was like something was coming, and I didn’t like not being able to master it. How can I control it if I don’t know what it is?”
“Did it feel bad?”
My skin heated. “No.”
“So, you were feeling good?”
“Yes, and unruly, like I couldn’t prevent it.”
“That’s not your magic, Nova,” he whispered. “Look at me.”
His gaze was still so dark. Noticing the bulge in his jeans made the throbbing between my legs return.“This is normal. These uncontrollable feelings you’re experiencing often lead tointimacy between people. You know, sex, the thing you said you never wanted to do when we were kids.”
I understood, but I hadn’t realized the intensity would increase when August kissed or touched me. How was I supposed to remain in control of myself when I felt like I was dissolving into some sort of blissful madness?
Was I supposed to just lose myself completely?
“You didn’t enjoy kissing me?” He tugged at my shirt, pulling me closer.
“I liked it.”
“Do you know all the places I want to kiss you?” August slid his hand beneath my shirt and caressed my hip. “All the ways I could give you pleasure constantly loop inside my head. You deserve to feel fucking good, and so much more after the hell you’ve been through.”
He sat there, waiting, devouring me with his utter focus.
When I remained quiet, he said, “The next time you touch me, I’ll touch back again. I’ll take it as an invitation to seducemymate. I’ll be relentless in making sure you feel that orgasm you’re so afraid of.”
So, the sensation coming was an orgasm?
He stood, towering over me, and my stomach took that moment to growl, reminding me of another gnawing hunger. Only that one I was used to.
A chicken leg appeared in his hand. “Enjoy it, because I don’t think the human world will have much more time for their restaurant chains. When they lose hope and fall into chaos, there’ll be no more places I can pull food from. We’ll have to use the kitchen when that happens.”
“Can you put this crunchy layer over it when you cook it for us?” I asked as I pulled off the skin and placed it in my mouth.