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He lifted his head, dark eyes shining. “Why do you taste so sweet? I can’t get enough.”

Shoving the bra down further, he sucked and laved, and every lick of his tongue sent a rush of heat south, zapping her core. He finally tore his mouth from her breasts and let out a harsh breath, sounding frustrated. “Goddamn, whatisit about you?”

“What do you mean?”

He unsnapped the bra around her torso and tossed it onto the floor. “I want to taste you…everywhere.”

Her attention moved from his heated gaze down to his hard, stubbled jaw, and she touched the star tattoo on his neck. She had no idea what any of the various designs meant, but they fascinated her, and she trailed the tip of her index finger down a black swirl which ended on his chest. Her fingers raked lightly through the dark hair there and she circled his nipple causing his breath to speed up.

“Only if I can taste you, too,” she murmured.

Onyx flames sparked in his eyes and he yanked her panties down with lightning speed. Her hips bounced off the bed and she gasped. “Deal,” he growled, moving backward, nudging her legs apart.

Laying there utterly naked and exposed in front of him, Mia couldn’t move much less think clearly. He took his time looking her over, so long she began to feel self-conscious. But the moment she attempted to cover herself, he grabbed her wrist.

“Don’t. No covering up any of this beautiful body. Don’t make me get the handcuffs.”

Her eyes widened. “You wouldn’t.”

“I would,” he said with another wolfish glance down her naked body.

She knew she was in over her head. But something about the predatory way he was staring at her made her want more. So much more. She was playing with fire, and there was a very good chance her dragon might end up burning her.

Chapter Fourteen

Mia watched Nik’s dark head lower between her legs and she waited anxiously, her entire body on edge, for that first contact of his mouth on her most intimate place. For someone who claimed he was hard and fast and wasted no time on foreplay, he was spending an extravagant amount of time dropping leisurely kisses along her inner thigh. Teasing her mercilessly.

Truthfully, she wasn’t sure how much of this sweet torture she could take. The anticipation was killing her, and Nik’s scratchy stubble would definitely leave a mark on the sensitive area. The higher his mouth moved, the more she squirmed.

“Drop your legs open,kotyonok.Let me lick my kitten.”

Oh, God.When had she become his? And why did she like it so much? Swallowing hard, she shamelessly allowed her legs to drop open and was instantly rewarded. He spread her folds with his thumbs and his hot mouth latched onto her pussy. Mia gasped, her hands grabbing the blanket and twisting the material in her fists.

Every rational thought fled her brain while he licked, sucked and stroked her into oblivion. It was all too much. The new sensations made her pant and writhe. When he focused on her clit, teasing the tight little bud with his tongue then sucking it into his mouth, a cry tore from her throat.

His inked hands scooped her off the mattress and hooked her legs over his shoulders. “Come for me, Mia. Come right on my tongue,” he ordered, spearing her with it.

She squeezed her eyes shut, wrapped her legs around his head and lifted her hips. All modesty fled as Nik licked and sucked her into a powerful orgasm. She cried out as waves of pleasure rolled through her body and her release left her reeling.

It was all so new and so damn good.Hewas so damn good.

Nik lowered her down and licked his glistening mouth before crawling back up her body and kissing her ardently. So deeply she could taste herself on his tongue. No matter what he claimed about being rough, he was showing her a passionate side she was enjoying thoroughly.

And that made her want more, made her want him. After a lifetime of feeling unwanted and unloved, knowing that Nik wanted her made everything feel more vibrant. More exciting.

Her earlier words echoed back through her head:“Only if I can taste you, too.”

Guess it was time to make good on her promise.

She’d never gone down on a guy before, or hell, even seen one naked in real life, but she was emboldened by his desire for her. Reaching down between their bodies, she found the button on his jeans and undid it. Her fingers trembled when she snagged the zipper, but Nik caught her hand.

“Not tonight,” he rasped, still hovering above her on his elbows.

Her brow puckered and she wasn’t sure what he meant. No blowjob? Or no sex? The bubble of confidence she had built up started to deflate. Humiliation washed through her and shepulled her hand back. He was rejecting her. Again. Just like he’d done after they’d kissed in the bathtub.

Words failed her and she pushed her hands against his firm chest, trying to squirm out from underneath him, but he tightened his hold.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he growled.

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