Page 22 of Scales and Seduction

The words send a shiver racing through me, and I bite back a moan rising in my throat.

“But first…” Gideon strides to the large wooden chest at the foot of the bed. Its hinges groan as he throws it open. There’s a soft rustle as he rummages through its contents before the lid closes. When he stands, I see what he’s holding—silk ties and something similar to the rose toy I have at home, but it’s lavender and larger. He spreads the items beside me on the bed.

“A vibrator? You have those here?” Not that I’m disappointed because, let’s face it, a vibe is a girl’s best friend. If anything, the sight of it and the ties creates a thrilling shiver down my spine. Gideon is going to make sure I can’t walk tomorrow.

He chuckles. “I suppose not only monsters are horny then, hmm?”

“I can tell you right now…” My breathing catches as I nearly overthink the words coming from my mouth. “I want you, and if someone doesn’t put his hands on me soon, I may explode.”

A slow smile spreads, revealing his fangs and making his face glow. “Then, what sort of mate would I be if I didn’t give you exactly what you need?” He bends down toward me, capturing my lips in a forceful kiss. His tongue is in my mouth, the two forks swirling in opposing directions, driving me insane. Gideon’s hands graze my breasts, finding one of my nipples as his other hand explores lower. He times the touches so that when his finger circles my nipple, the other does the same on my clit.

I arch with the feather-light touch, moaning as he sucks my tongue. My hands reach around his neck, pulling him to me. I hook my legs around his waist to grind against his cocks.

Gideon smiles against my lips as my hips roll against him and his fingers dip into my pussy, crooking forward only to remove them just as quickly. Breaking the kiss, he whispers, “Where do you want me to bite you?”

I stop breathing momentarily, swallowing back the beginnings of fear that worm its way into the forefront of my mind. “Where is usually best?” I stammer, gripping his neck tighter.

“Inner thigh is usually best.” His eyes remain on mine as his finger lazily rubs my clit again. “I’ll eat you out first, and just when you come, I’ll do it then. It will send it straight to your bloodstream more quickly, and the orgasm will help with the initial sting.”

“You better make me come hard enough I see stars then,” I blurt out before I can catch myself.

Gideon smiles down at me, beaming from ear to ear. “That will be my pleasure.”

Slowly, he slides down my body, leaving little kisses against my chest, belly and thighs as he goes. Each kiss ignites the burning ache I have for him; each touch stokes the fire further, nearly making me forget just what I was concerned about.

Once he’s between my legs, he kisses the top of my pubic bone before sliding his forked tongue between my folds. The feeling is electrifying as he takes each side between his tongue, moving it in opposing directions while one of his fingers is deep inside me. Gideon keeps his pace in opposing motions so that the speed his finger is moving doesn’t quite sync up with his tongue.

My hands tightly grip the sheets as my hips lightly buck against his face. “Fuck, that’s—that’s so…” I can’t finish that thought because Gideon takes his fingers out of me, only to enter me all over again. The sensations build the winding coil in my stomach. My breathing turns to moans, and just as he promised, I come.

Gideon’s mouth leaves my clit as my pussy clamps down on his fingers and my orgasm crashes over me so hard, I scream, “Gideon!”

His mouth trails to my left inner thigh, the heat of his breath sending shivers over my skin. As my hips buck upward, he grips me firmly, holding me in place. Then his teeth pierce my flesh sharply, and a jolt of pain races through me.

Gideon makes sure his fingers continue to pump in and out of me quickly enough that another orgasm builds before the first ends. The venom courses through my body like lightning. My veins are on fire as the feeling overtakes me.

Gideon’s tongue laves the marks he’s made as if to extinguish the pain with his affection. My hands immediately fly to his shoulders, gripping them with my nails. “Fuck, holy fuck!” There are so many sensations overwhelming me at once—pain, ecstasy while my vision dots with stars.

“It’s alright, baby. Just breathe,” Gideon’s voice is soft against my skin, and he halts everything as he waits to watch my reaction. “It will feel good soon, I swear.”

His voice buzzes softly against my mind, wrapping me in comfort and warmth. Everything about it feels hypnotic. For what feels like the first time, I notice the sensation of his scales brushing against my legs. It’s silky, smooth, and the chill of his body soothes my heated skin. Every soft touch against my body is exhilarating and nearly overwhelming.

Gideon’s eyes soften as my breathing slows and my mouth parts open with a sigh of relief. “I’m floating?” I swear my body isn’t touching the bed anymore.

“No, you’re right here.” Gideon’s hand slowly rubs against my stomach. His skin against mine is electric. It tingles my skin, rousing my body into a slow throb. “Does it feel good now?”

“Mhm…” is all I manage as the buzzing of my mind becomes all-consuming. Gideon’s hands grab the silk ties, brandishing them toward me.

“Hands above your head for me,” he commands in a low tone.

Giggling, I lift my hands above my head. He grips my wrists roughly, gliding the silk over them with precision. The fabric ignites the fire inside me, and my eyes roll backwards with delight.

The moment he’s secured the ties, his lips graze along the knot, then my forehead. “You’re so beautiful, Ruby.” He gazes down at me adoringly.

I can feel the grin stretch over my face, showing all my teeth. I love the way he says my name. “You’re pretty too…so sexy…” My words aren’t slurring like being drunk, but the words I say have no filter in the slightest.

Gideon’s eyes flare as his hands search the bedding for the vibrator he left there. “Just how many times do you think I can pull ecstasy from you before you beg me to stop, little morsel?”

My mind whirls, trying to create a sum that might seem logical. Instead, my venom-addled mind says, “One hundred times.”

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