Page 34 of The Blood Moon Oath

“I was right there.”

My eyes widen. “You watched?”

“Yes,” he says simply, his cock already tenting the front of his dark trousers. “Now we’ll try it without pants.”

His movements are almost languid, as if he’s trying to seduce me with his unhurried pace.

I cross my legs over my knees, trying to cover myself. I’d like to think it’s because I’m not comfortable with my body, but the truth is, it’s because I’ve never been so achingly aware of it before.

Torin approaches me, his eyes dropping to my covered legs before slowly rising to meet my gaze. “Take off the shirt.”

A thrill of excitement races up my spine. “No.”

He grins and there's that crazy look in his eye. I start to wonder if I shouldn't goad him. I don't truly know what this man is capable of. But, for some reason, I don't think he will hurt me.

A knife appears in his hand and suddenly he's cleaving my shirt in two, right up the center. My breasts spring free and I gasp as he growls. "That's better, kitten," he says. "Now, are you going to be difficult about these, too?" he asks, using the tip of his knife to play with the top of my trousers.

The blade pricks at my skin and I hiss slightly. He catches my reaction and leans in to whisper in my ear. "The things I want to do to this beautiful skin of yours, kitten. Gasp for me again," he says, as he presses the knife point a little bit harder into my skin, this time drawing a bead of blood.

I can't stop the moan that escapes my lips. It confuses me and he seems to be able to sense that.

"Don't worry, kitten. Pain can be pleasurable, too. I'll teach you all the things. But, for right now, we'll start slow."

I shimmy out of my pants, not wanting to test him further.

"I'll take these," he says, slicing through my panties. He balls them up in his fist before burying his nose into them. My eyes widen at the sight and he grins at me. "A little appetizerbefore the main course," he says before shoving them into his back pocket.

"Now, where were we?"

He climbs on the bed, kneeling between my legs. His cock is now fully erect, the tip poking out from his open trousers. There are tattoos on his torso that trail down and disappear below his waistband. I can only imagine how far down they go.

“Open your legs, kitten.” He pushes on the outside of my knees, not moving until I comply. “That’s a good girl.”

My skin tingles where he touches me, like there are pins and needles everywhere. “Are you going to...” I can’t bring myself to say the word, but I press my knees together even harder.

He looks at me innocently, but I think he’s just trying to mess with me. “Am I going to what?”

I shake my head, wishing I could sink into the ground. “Nothing.”

“Fine. Then we’ll just have to play it by ear.” He puts his hand between my legs and spreads them again. “Wider, kitten. I want to see that sweet pussy of yours.”

I can’t believe this is happening. Even more so than the time with Kael.

I’m in the room with a powerful warlock, naked with my legs spread for him and my heart is pounding out of my chest. My skin feels feverish and my blood is pumping so loud in my ears, I barely hear Torin tell me to lay back for him.

He gives a groan of approval, his hand reaching down to palm my pussy.

I squirm away from him.

Torin catches me. “Easy.”

“I’ve...I’ve never...done this.” I can’t finish the sentence. I don’t know why I’m being so honest with him, but he makes me feel like it’s okay.

His mouth quirks up and he strokes my thigh gently. “You’ve never let a man touch your cunt?”

“No.” My voice is barely a whisper.

“Or put his mouth on it?”

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