Page 75 of Shielded Heart

“Do you yearn for the feel of my mouth against your slit, Samantha?”

“Yes,” she rasped.

He turned his head and brushed his lips against her inner thigh, trailing slow, sultry kisses away from her core. As his mouth moved, he took hold of her wrists again, guiding her hands to his curved horns. “Lie back.”

Sam grasped his horns and eased her back onto the bed.

Wedging his shoulders between her legs, he placed his hands on her thighs and parted them farther. He slid his palms closer to her pelvis. His thumbs settled on the soft outer folds of her sex and spread her open.

She panted, clinging to his horns, simultaneously eager and afraid as liquid heat flooded her. “Arc…”

“Feelme, Samantha.” His mouth pressed against her sex an instant later, followed by a long, slow stroke of his tongue, licking her from bottom to top.

Samantha couldn’t hold in her cry of delight as she arched her back. She tugged on his horns, pulling him closer. It was the most shocking, thrilling,exquisitething she’d ever felt.

Arc’s hands tightened around her thighs, and he moaned, licking again before giving her another kiss—this time directly on her clit. Her hips jerked at the jolt of pleasure, but he held her firmly in place. Arcanthus growled; the sound vibrated into her, heightening her pleasure as he sucked her clit into his mouth.

Samantha’s breath hitched, and her toes curled in rapture before her cries rose to fill the room.

He released her clit with a husky chuckle. “Your cries are the most beautiful music I’ve ever heard, and your taste is ambrosial, little terran. I don’t know how I denied myself earlier.”

Giving her no time to recover, Arc lowered his head. He ravaged her with his mouth, licking, sucking, and kissing every inch of her sex. His tongue was ruthless as it delved deep into her channel, thrusting with surprising strength.

When his mouth moved back to her clit and he took it between his lips, stars burst in the darkness behind her closed eyelids. Ragged breaths tore from her throat, and she writhed in wild abandon as she came. Arcanthus eased his grip on her thighs; she undulated her pelvis, grinding her sex against his hungry mouth. Her cries were mindless as she succumbed to his erotic kiss.

The tremors coursing through her dulled as Arcanthus continued to leisurely lick and press kisses against her sex. Her thighs quivered, and her core clenched. Though she’d come hard, she cravedmore. She felt as though there were something missing.

Arc.

She needed him inside her.

Samantha opened her eyes and raised her head to peer down at him. It was such a salacious, arousing thing to see his head between her thighs, to see his yellow eyes and markings bathing her skin in their soft glow.

He lifted his head just enough for her to see his mouth—which glistened with her slick—and ran his tongue slowly over his lips. “Vrek’osh, little terran, I could drink from you forever.” He dipped his chin and slid his tongue along her sex from bottom to top, releasing a deep groan. “Are you ready for something more?”

Samantha shivered at his deep, rumbling voice. “Yes.”

Arcanthus slipped his hands under her backside, bracing his arms along her back, and shifted her farther onto the bed. He climbed up a moment later and crawled over her slowly. His long, dark hair fell around him, brushing over her sweat-dampened skin as he moved up her body, his hypnotic eyes never leaving hers.

His mouth came down hard on Sam’s. She felt the scrape of his fangs and tasted herself upon his lips and tongue, sending new spirals of ecstasy through her. She clutched his sides, smoothing her hands over his flesh, and hooked her arms around his back to draw him closer.

Arcanthus dropped his hands to her hips and rolled suddenly onto his back, dragging Samantha along with him. She pressed her palms against his chest as she came down atop him, straddling his hips. He grinned up at her.

Samantha sat back. The tendrils of his shaft tickled her backside, teasing her wet sex, seeking entry. Her core clenched at the thought of having them inside her, so alien and yet so arousing. What would they do? What would theyfeellike?

“I am going to fill you, little terran, and you will feeleverything.”

Heat rushed to her face. “How did you…know what I was thinking?”

He chuckled, captured a lock of her hair, and caressed it, twirling it around his finger. “It’s written upon your face. It’s burning in your eyes. You can’t hide yourself from me, Samantha.”

Arcanthus released her hair and moved his hands down to cup her ass, grinding her against the base of his cock. Samantha gasped, her fingers curling upon his chest like talons.

“Do you want me, Samantha?”

“Yes. I want you.”

“Then claim me. Make me yours.”

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