his finger inside her, around and around, matching the rhythm of his tongue. Assaulted by fierce, fiery sensations, Livia felt her body quiver and jerk as if it had a mind of its own.
Her ecstasy mounted until she could stand no more, and then just as she was ready to beg him to stop, her body ripped apart.
She screamed out as her release came hard and fast. Still he toyed with her. His finger and tongue pleasured her until the sensitive flesh couldnât bear his touch any longer.
âPlease,â she cried. âPlease, have mercy on me.â
Adron laughed at her tone and was amazed at the foreign sound. He couldnât remember the last time heâd laughed.
He pulled back, but kept his finger inside her for a moment longer. He could feel her maidenhead still intact. His body burned, demanding he take her. But he couldnât do that. He hadnât done any real damage to her yet.
Once he broke that barrier, there would be no going back. No second chances.
It would be like when he decided to . . .
He flinched at the memory. His life had been completely ruined by one impulsive act. He wouldnât let her ruin hers the same way.
She was kind and gentle. A pure heart in a world of corrupt ones.
He wouldnât spoil that. He couldnât.
Closing his eyes, he was mystified by what he felt for her. At the fact that he was able to pull himself back and rein in his treacherous body.
It had been years since heâd done anything noble. Years since heâd wanted to do anything noble. And for the first time in almost a decade, he felt like the man heâd once been.
And it felt good.
He reached down for the blanket and covered her with it.
Livia paused as he spooned up to her back and held her close. She reveled in the feel of his arms around her, but he didnât seem to be making any move to . . .
âAdron?â
âYes?â
âWeâre not through, are we?â
He rubbed his cheek against her shoulder. âI gave you your pleasure, Livia. What more do you want?â
She turned to look at him, but in the darkness all she could see was the vaguest of outlines of his face. âBut you didnât . . . You know.â
âI know.â
âWhy?â
âDonât you think you should wait until you find someone you care about?â
âI care about you.â
Adron snorted. âYou donât even know me.â
She turned in his arms and reached up to place her hand against his scarred cheek. âYouâre right, I donât know you. And yet Iâve already shared my body with you. I want you to finish.â
He pulled away from her. âLiviaââ
âAdron. If you donât, Iâll be forced into marriage with a man I despise. I donât want him to touch me the way you have. Please help me. If Iâm not a virgin, heâll refuse the marriage. I canât marry him. I canât.â
Her words tore through him. An image of Alia flashed through his mind. Heâd been forced for political reasons to marry her. And sheâd shown him a whole new meaning to the word hell . It was something heâd wish on no one.
Livia skimmed her hand over his chest, down across his stomach. His gut contracted fiercely at her touch as her nails brushed at the hairs between his legs until she held him in her hand. His cock tightened and swelled even more. In that instant, he knew he was lost.
And when she kissed him, his entire world came undone. Livia was unprepared for his reaction. He growled low in his throat and rolled her over, pinning her against the mattress. He was wild and untamed as he kissed her lips, then buried his face against her neck where he licked and teased her flesh, burning her all over. He reached down between them, stroking her until she lost all reason, all sanity. His gaze locked with hers, he spread her legs wider. She felt the tip of his cock against her core.
In a sweet gesture, he took her hand
Elizabeth Amelia Barrington