hint of color
deepened in her cheeks again. “The wishful thinking of a girl who’s
always had a little bit of a crush on you, I suppose. I’ve been
spoiled. Many men would do whatever it takes to marry into my
uncle’s family.”
“ Of course they would.” He
touched the curling end of one blonde lock of hair and hesitated.
“You weren’t raised to settle for anything less. I
understand.”
“ Do you, though?” She
curled onto her side and nuzzled his fingers before brushing a kiss
to his palm. “Do you have any idea how easily you could break
me?”
His chest ached, and he sank his fingers
into her hair and held her so her gaze met his. “That’s the last
thing I want, Avani. You deserve better than that, from me and
everyone else.”
She wet her lips with a quick dart of her
tongue, her gaze never leaving his face. “I trust you. I trust you
to do everything you can to keep from hurting me. So tell me what
you want, and it’s yours.”
The readiness and sincerity of the vow
startled him. “Put it out of your mind.” He kissed her chin and
traced her lips with his tongue. “Don’t worry about it.”
Her lips parted. He felt the teasing brush
of her tongue as she made a soft noise of pleasure, her earlier
eagerness returning redoubled.
Rais lay down and pulled her on top of him
again. “Not tying you down this time,” he murmured against her
mouth.
She just laughed and bit his lower lip
before squirming down his body. Her teeth scored his collar bone
before her tongue darted out to trace over his chest. “You
shouldn’t promise that before you see how badly I intend to
misbehave.”
“ I have better ways to keep
you in line.”
“ Do you?” She inched lower,
not lifting her mouth from his skin until his cock rested in the
valley between her breasts. “I find myself intrigued.”
Rais arched an eyebrow and cupped her
breasts, squeezing them around his shaft. She moaned and rubbed
against him, and he had to bite his tongue to hold back a groan. “I
can’t tell you what they are.”
She smiled, that wickedly teasing glint in
her eyes so much more dangerous now that she was a woman. “Not
unless I earn it?” she asked, her voice warm and amused. She didn’t
wait for a response, just dropped her mouth and took the head of
his cock between her warm lips.
This time, he couldn’t stop
the groan that ripped free of him. “Can’t tell you because
you’d try to get
me to spank you.”
The wet heat of her tongue teased over him
as she hummed her agreement before lifting her head. “I’d beg you
for it,” she whispered, her breath skating over him. “If you’d
gotten me in the traditional way you’d know that. My profile
indicates a decided preference for games of dominance in bed.”
“ Your profile?” He drew his
fingers slowly through her hair and clenched his fist in the silky
locks. “You’re right. I’ve never seen it.”
“ Too bad.” She dragged her
tongue up the length of his shaft. “You’ll just have to figure it
out on your own.”
He pulled a little, then harder when she
moaned. “You think I haven’t figured it out already?”
“ Maybe...” Her gaze found
his as she licked his head. “You do seem very clever.”
He could stop his hips from thrusting a
little toward her mouth. “So do you.”
She watched his face for one tense, teasing
heartbeat, then wrapped her lips around his cock and began sucking
him in earnest.
It was sloppy, unpracticed. That soothed his
possessiveness, but it didn’t explain why it still felt so damn
good. Better than anything in recent memory, with the exception of
being inside her. “Fuck.”
Her moan shook through him as she clutched
at his hips and tried to take him deeper. She seemed eager, almost
desperate to please him, the feeling coming not just from the wet
heat of her mouth, but the needy grasp of her magic.
Rais pulled her head back gently. “Give me
more, Avani. Ride me.”
She let him guide her up his
Tamara Rose Blodgett, Marata Eros