Page 53 of Forbidden Desire

“Elodie.” I hissed, slowing my pace to maintain my composure before drawing my organ from her lips. “Rasmie is right. You are divine.”

“Jeemie?” She was breathless, eyes watering as she gazed up at me. “Why have you stopped?”

“This is about more than only my pleasure, doe bheag. Come.” Stalking away, I beckoned her to follow with my index finger. Nibbling her lower lip, she lowered her head and obeyed on her hands and knees.

My eyes widened at the sight. I had the sense she had never crawled for anyone and that she would have sworn on oath she never would. However, the way she moved, her provocative smile, and tiny hands pressing into the ground reassured she was more than content. Slinking after me across the animal skins littering the floor, Elodie had never looked sexier.

“Gods help me.” My growl resonated as she approached.

When she glanced up, I noticed the flicker of joy in her eyes at my approval. Holding back the line of furs to my bedchamber, I waited for her to move past, holding my breath as she crawled into the darker space. Using the one lit candle, I wandered to the other side of the bed and illuminated a second wick. Now that I finally had her here, I wanted to take her in and revel every detail of her wonder.

“I want you over here.” I pointed to the structure, enjoying the smile she bit back as she complied. A moment later, she had climbed onto the covers and knelt there, waiting. “Head down.” My second order echoed around the smaller space, and her hesitation conveyed how difficult it was for her to conform. Glancing up to meet my gaze, I registered her sublime combination of fear and arousal, certain it was that potent mix that ensured she settled into position. Desperate to reward her compliance, I walked around the bed, trailing a finger over her naked form.

“Look at you,” I gushed, splaying her thighs with my palms as I lowered behind her. Her sex was a fabulous, hair-free delicacy and one I intended to devour. “You are bare like your sister was.”

“I like to shave.” She panted at my intimate scrutiny, and pleased with the response, I breathed lightly on her labia.

“It is unusual,” I purred, my mouth tantalizingly close to her pussy. “But I am drawn to the novelty. It means I can really see and feel you. It is a luxury we do not have with our women.”

“Oh God, Jeemie, please.” She pushed her hips back toward my face, an impertinent act I repaid with one hard swat to her right cheek.

“Patience, doe bheag,” I admonished, though my tone was playful. “Your pleasure shall come when I am ready.” Reaching for her succulent lips, my fingers skimmed her swollen sex. She tensed at the touch of my digits, then when I probed between her lips, her body relaxed and opened as if to entice me further.

“You are wet for me?” My query teased a guttural groan from her mouth.

“You’re tormenting me.”

“I am enjoying you.” I smiled at the verdict, my pulsing cock concurring. “As any man surely would.”

“I have never had a man inspect me like this.”

“Then you, doe bheag, have known the wrong men.” I did not wait for her reply, pressing my face into her pussy and feeding on her wonderful nectar.

“Oh God!” Clawing my covers, she gasped as I buried my tongue inside her.

“Mmmm,” I agreed, grinning as I pressed her cheeks further apart and devoured her.

Like a starving animal, a hungry wolf who had made his first kill on a full moon, I consumed her, relishing the frantic cries from her sweet mouth but too lost in the frenzy of passion to chastise her for the profane words that escaped.

“Jeemie!” Her back arched, inviting me to gobble more of her. “That is insanely good.”

“You are exquisite,” I snarled. “On your back now.”

Heaving in frantic breaths, she scrambled to obey, flipping onto her ass and settling on the bed before me.

“Hook your arms under your knees.” I ran my tongue over my lips as her gaze met mine. “I want you wide and exposed.”

Elodie’s eyes fluttered closed as she submitted to my desire, her legs splayed as I crawled between them.

“Leis na diathan, you are amazing.” Reaching for her backside, I scooped her into the air, tipping her flat onto her back and baring her tempting sex to the air. “I must have you.”

Swooping, I claimed her flesh once more, lapping at her sex until her soft moans became almost hypnotic. Rising to the tiny nub that delivered her pleasure, I flicked my tongue across it, carefully assessing her jerky responses.

“Yes, Jeemie, more!”

I should have spanked her pretty little ass for her insolence, but I had no appetite for the interruption, the draw of her hedonism as powerful as the pursuit of my own. Sliding one, then two fingers into her needy sex, I drew in a deep breath as she clamped around them, sending an intense thrill of excitement straight to my cock.

“Jeemie.” She sounded fraught and close to the precipice of her pleasure.

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