Page 37 of Nanny for the Demon's Twins

She shakes her head. "Do you just want to…start?"

I pause at that. Was she not enjoying it? Did I read her all wrong?

She swallows hard, daring a glance down at me, her face bright right as she looks away again. "I'm sorry, I'm just taking too long and I'm sure you want?—"

What the fuck? That's what she thinks?

I pull back, my voice a low rumble. "Mira, I would happily stay down here for hours. You take all the time you need."

"You don't want?—"

Her words are cut off in a moan as I lean forward and suck on her clit. I flick my tongue against it, watching her as the tension melts away to pleasure. And that's when it hits me, she's never known pleasure before.

I pull off her, watching Mira suck in deep breaths. "I want to hear that sound all night. However I can get it. And right now, I want to taste you." I press a kiss between her legs, waiting for her to meet my eyes. When she does, I raise a brow. "Okay?"

Chest still heaving, nipples peaked, she nods. "Okay."

I lower back over her, dragging my tongue up her slit. But I slow my motions, dragging this out, proving my point. Her body trembles, her breath coming in short gasps as I work her up and back down. I can feel her climbing, reaching that peak.

And just when I go to slow her back down, her hand slides into my hair, holding me in place. "Don't. You. Dare."

I chuckle against her, but I don't stop the pressure on her clit. Instead, I keep going as I slide a finger into her, curling it, stroking her from the inside. Her hips buck wildly, her grip on my hair tightening.

"Karn... I... I need... Oh-" Her words dissolve into a cry as she climaxes, her body convulsing, her release coating my tongue. I drink it in, every last drop, my growl of satisfaction vibrating against her sensitive flesh.

I trail kisses up Mira's body, lingering on her soft skin, tasting the salt of her sweat. She squirms beneath me, her breath hitching as I flick my tongue over her nipple, teasing it to a peak. I can feel her heart racing, her body responding to my touch. I continue my journey upwards, kissing her neck, her pulse fluttering against my lips.

Mira's legs wrap around my waist, her hips grinding against mine. The friction sends a jolt of pleasure through me, but I want more. I want her, all of her. She moans, her fingers digging into my shoulders, pulling me closer.

"Karn, your clothes," she breathes, her voice laced with frustration. "They're in the way."

I chuckle, the sound rumbling from my chest. I push up, kneeling between her legs, my hands resting on her thighs. Her eyes meet mine, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen from my kisses. She's a sight, one I want to commit to memory.

"Then take them off," I challenge, a smirk playing on my lips. I want her to feel in control, to feel empowered. I step off the bed, standing in front of her, my body on full display.

Mira sits up, her eyes roaming over me, lingering on the bulge in my pants. She swallows hard, her eyes flicking up to meet mine before she reaches out, her hands trembling slightly as she starts to unbutton my shirt. Her fingers brush against my skin, sending shocks skittering through my body.

"You're sure about this?" I ask, my voice rough with desire. I need to hear it again, need to know she's with me every step of the way.

She looks up at me, her green eyes filled with determination and excitement. "I'm sure," she says, her voice steady. She slides my shirt off my shoulders, her eyes widening as she takes in my bare chest, my scars. Her fingers trace the burn marks on my arms, her touch gentle, almost reverent.

She reaches for my belt, her breath hitching as she unbuckles it. She pauses, her eyes flicking up to mine, a mix of trepidation and excitement swirling in their depths. I nod, encouraging her, giving her the power.

She takes a deep breath, unbuttoning my pants, her eyes never leaving mine. She pushes them down, her eyes widening as my cock springs free, hard and ready. She swallows hard, her eyes flicking up to meet mine, a flush spreading across her cheeks.

"It's... big," she says, her voice barely a whisper.

I chuckle, the sound rumbling from my chest. "And it's all yours," I say, my voice filled with promise.

I work my pants off, noticing how Mira's eyes roam over my body. Her skin is turning bright red, her nipples hardening, and I can't say I don't like how she's panting at the sight of me.

"Getting a good view?"

"You're hot," she whispers, and then her eyes widen, like she didn't mean to say that out loud.

I lean over her, kissing her gently. "So are you."

Without warning, I pick her up, Mira squealing in surprise as I pull us both onto the bed. She lands with her hands on my chest, bracing herself as she straddles me. My frame is massive under her, and as her heat lands squarely against my aching cock, I'm glad I did this.

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