Page 80 of His to Claim
“Or you’ll get everything you deserve.” His laugh wasn’t human, the heat surrounding his body all consuming, his skin searing my fingers.
“Then do it.” I squeezed my hand around his throbbing cock, watching his changing expressions. The beast was going to ravage every inch of me, refusing to take no for an answer.
He wasted no time, ripping away my panties in a frantic state, all the while growling in a husky manner. I struggled to release his shaft and the moment I was able to wrap my hand around the base, I shuddered deep inside. This was perfect. This was…
Inhuman.
As he tore off his shirt, I drank in the rich scent of him, the wild beast breaching the surface. He’d been my fantasy for years, a calling that I’d never been able to understand. There’d been no rationalizing the attraction or the truth. He was a beast. There was also no way of controlling what we shared, the last remaining barrier shattered between us.
He became crazed, pushing me hard against the wall, the force knocking the wind out of me. “You aren’t in control.”
The words were far too delicious in their demand, his guttural tone gripping my heart. I became ravenous in the same manner even as he hovered over me, sliding both my arms over my head and intertwining our fingers. A slight smile curled on the corner of his lip as he leaned against me, the electricity soaring to the point I could no longer breathe.
He shifted his hips back and forth, teasing me relentlessly. My pussy ached, my nipples longing for his hot mouth.
“Are you wet for me?” he asked, his eyes flashing.
“Yes.”
“Do you hunger for me?”
I rocked against him, struggling in his hold but there was no getting away. I was his. “Always.”
He chuckled darkly, rubbing his lips across mine. “Then I’m going to devour you.” He kissed me gently, darting his tongue just inside my mouth. The touch was enigmatic, tingling all over.
I was surprised at his tenderness, taking his time to savor the taste. I dug my fingers into his hand, closing my eyes as he slid his lips across my cheek, slowly moving to my neck. All the while he slid his tongue back and forth, the excitement building, juice slickening my inner thighs. Lights flashed in front of my field of vision as he nipped my earlobe, uttering several deep and penetrating growls.
“Ravage you,” he whispered, licking all the way down the length of my neck. He dragged his tongue across my collarbone, swirling the tip to just above my breasts.
“Oh, God. Oh…” The sensations were incredible, the fire in my belly going wild.
“Mmmm… It’s time.”
He suddenly swept me into his arms, carrying me to the bed, his strong muscles keeping me aloft as he leaned over, gradually easing me all the way down. There was such control in his actions, a carefulness I hadn’t expected. When I was completely nestled against the comforter, he brushed hair from my eyes, allowing his fingers to touch and twirl my long strands of hair.
I studied his face, the emotions running so damn high as he flexed his fingers open, holding them over my face for a full five seconds before allowing his rough pads to touch. He slid his hand down, barely adding any pressure against my skin. Then he reached my throat, wrapping his fingers around the tender spots in my neck, his hold firm.
“Such a delicate flower,” he said absently, squeezing once before releasing, continuing his path down my chest ever so slowly. Every muscle in him was tense even though he was fastidious in his actions.
I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he explored, tickling my skin as he moved lightly past my stomach to my leg. Shivering, every touch was incredible, my skin seared from the heat of his fingers. I tried to remain still, enjoying the quiet of our shared peace, if only for a little while.
I had no doubt all hell would break loose, the true monster rearing his ugly head. Why was this happening? Why were there people being murdered in such a violent fashion?
I felt the weight on the bed change as he leaned over, pressing his palms on either side of my legs. His eyes never leaving me, he dragged his tongue up from my calf, taking his time as he swirled the tip.
A moan slipped past my lips as his tongue sent another round of current dancing down my legs. I realized my breathing was heavy as he repeated the move on my other leg, goosebumps now popping along every inch of my naked skin. I was thrown into a world of bliss, the moment surreal. I could hear the ragged noises coming from my mouth, even though I didn’t recognize them. I tossed my head back and forth as he blew across my pussy, bucking my hips involuntarily.
Stone shifted to my other leg, this time licking and nipping as he moved closer to my wetness. Just when I thought I couldn’t take the pleasure any longer, he ran his fingers along my thighs, pushing my knees up and out. “Now, I feast.”
He wasted no time, pressing his lips against my swollen folds, lavishing my pussy as he licked up and down in an orchestrated manner.
The sensations were immediate, rocking my entire body as I whimpered, taking shallow breaths. He continued licking and I found myself opening my legs even wider, giving him access to all of me.
I’d never been so unabashed, as if the woman inside was breaking free, surrendering in a way she never thought possible. I bit back a cry as he swirled his tongue around my clit several times, finally sucking on the tender tissue. Stars floated in front of my eyes as he slipped a single finger inside, pumping in and out with the same control.
I was floored at his ability to hold back, seconds of licking turning into minutes until I was exhausted from the way he brought me close to an orgasm then backed off. I folded my arm over my eyes, fisting my hand until my nails dug into my palms. I was completely on edge, my muscles tense.
He thrust two more fingers inside, pumping harder and faster. I found myself struggling to meet every brutal drive with one of my own, arching my back.