Page 41 of Twisted Thorns

It wasn't until I met Avalina that I realized I could find release in her, in the pleasure of her body but also in the comfort of her presence. She calms my beast, tames it into a slumbering dragon I know would torch anything that dared to threaten her.

Moving through the rest of dinner is a test of patience, as the thread of desire is taut between us, undeniable in every line of Lina's body.

I push my chair away from the table, grabbing our plates. "Ready for dessert?" I ask.

"What kind of dessert?" Lina purrs and leans forward.

"Ice cream," I deadpan as I pile the dishes and walk to the kitchen.

I glance back to quickly turn away again, unable to hide my smile at the look of disappointment on Avalina's face.

"I was hoping for something different."

"Different from ice cream? What did you have in mind?" I turn to see Lina glaring at me, and I can't hide the chuckle that worms its way past my oblivious façade.

Stalking towards her, I brace my arms against the back of her chair, leaning in to inhale her jasmine and sandalwood scent, the intoxicating fragrance going straight to my cock now straining against my pants.

Slowly, I reach down and trail the edge of my fingers along her silk dress, grazing her skin as I pull the fabric higher up her thighs.

"Hmmm," I hum along her neck, my nose tracing her throbbing pulse, "someone is suddenly very quiet."

Brushing the insight of her quivering legs, I stay away from her core, which is no doubt dripping all over my mahogany dining chair at this point. I make a mental note to never clean this chair again.

Avalina writhes under me, eager for me to continue. I chuckle, knowing that drawing out her desire heightens it even more.

"Kieran, please," Avalina moans, "stop teasing me."

Leaning over her, I move my hand up to grip her jaw, slowly licking my way up the path I just trailed with my breath. "But teasing makes you scream my name as you come all over my cock."

The cutest growl reverberates behind Lina's gritted teeth, but it is swept away in a gasp as I grab the hem of her dress and pull it over her head, tossing it to the side.

The sight of Lina in that red dress was torture, but seeing her naked, realizing that she wasn't wearing a stitch of fabric under that silk, has me crashing into insanity and not giving a fuck.

I tuck my arms under her and pick her up, carrying her to my bedroom, ideas flashing through my mind of just how I can pay her back for this delicious, mind-numbing torment.

Arms curl around me tightly as I set Lina down on my black sheets, her copper hair spread out under her. She tugs my head down for a kiss and I take advantage of her distraction, pulling a silk tie out from hiding and wrapping it around her wrists.

Half-lidded eyes meet mine as she tugs on the silk binding her arms above her head.

I dip my head lower, swirling my tongue around a taut nipple. "All you have to say is your safe word, and I stop." I looked up at her. "Do you want to stop?"

Her eyes flash open, wide and alarmed before narrowing. "Don't you dare fucking stop."

"That's what I thought. But don't take that tone with me, brat. You got yourself into this."

Kissing her other breast, I rise to release my cock from my pants, shucking them and my shirt off faster than I thought possible.

I force myself to resume my lazy torment and drag my way down her body, ignoring the primal need to sheath myself to the hilt in her welcoming heat. Returning to her drenched pussy that I had been teasing moments before, I dip one finger inside of her with teasing strokes.

Nipping at the inside of Lina's thigh, I slap her pretty pink folds when she tries to arch towards me in an attempt to press herself to my mouth.

"Stay still." The command was all sharp edges, but that knife point had all of Avalina's soft curves flushing crimson.

"You've made such a mess of yourself." I lightly trace the outside of her pussy. "Someone has to clean this up," I chided, keeping that hard line to my voice instead of the desperation I felt to dive into her soaking core.

Grabbing her thighs, I push down, holding her in place. My tongue darts out, licking up her juices and savoring her taste, before I move up to her clit, lazily drawing circles around her nub before bringing it into my mouth and sucking. Lina does her best to keep her body still, but I can feel her muscles trembling under my hands.

Humming with her clit between my teeth earns me a breathy gasp from above my head. Looking up, I see tears creeping from the corners of her eyes and down the sides of her face.

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