Page 24 of Unbinding the Demon
Yep, there it is... his crazy, psycho side.
“Stay away from him. Do I make myself clear?” He looked downright malevolent as he gave his command.
“Okay, I’ll stay away from him,” I whispered with wide, frightened eyes. My hands found their way onto his firm chest to push him away. But I didn’t push. The closeness of his body over mine caused that familiar heat to pool between my legs. I inconspicuously rubbed my thighs together, trying to put out the flames that had roared to life between them.
“Do you trust me, Buttercup?” His face softened, but his voice held wicked curiosity.
“Not in the slightest bit.” I bit my lip and held my breath.
His eyes lingered on my lips with desire before returning to my gaze. We stayed like that for a moment, him lying over me as we stared deeply into each other’s eyes. Yellow leaves fell from the willow and glittered in the sunlight as they peacefully fluttered around our bodies, contrasting with the burning tension that was building between us. I watched as he searched my face and realized that I was equally searching his. For what, I did not know.
He held the side of my neck and closed the short distance between our lips with deliberate slowness. Heat flushed throughout my body and gathered in my core. The feeling of his tender kiss was strangely familiar, exactly how it felt in my dreams. Sweet spice lingered on his breath, and I yearned to taste more of him. His soft, warm lips lingered on mine for just a moment, then he pulled away and looked into my eyes once more. His face was again searching mine, this time for a sign of sanction to continue.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered while caressing my temple. The butterflies fluttering around in my stomach seemed to have strangled to death the words I couldn’t find to say. I was flushed and confused. I didn’t know if I wanted to tell him to fuck off or ask him to fuck me senseless. However, my mind was made up when he leaned in for another kiss.
I accepted with silent acquiescence and returned his affection. The kiss deepened and became more passionate. His hands roamed up my sides and lightly trailed over my breasts. I ran my hand through his soft, thick hair, causing a few strands to fall and caress my cheek and neck, feeling like sensual silk. I let out a quick, high-pitched moan as he pinched one of my hardened nipples through the fabric of my dress. Heat spread through me like burning wildfire, my need for him growing stronger by the second. It was as if he were casting a sensual spell over my body, hypnotizing it to react to his every touch.
“Do you want me?” he whispered in my ear, and then nibbled on my neck, his movements careful and affectionate.
“Yes,” I whispered back as I caressed the back of his broad shoulders.
I felt him smile against my skin before he sat up with his legs straddling my quivering frame. He removed his shirt, lifting his arms over his head to reveal the tight ropes of muscle that rippled over his broad chest and stomach. I sucked in a shaky breath, taking in his masculine beauty and the demonic art that adorned his body. He reached down and pulled me up into a seated position, then lifted my dress over my head, leaving me in just my underwear and boots.
I tentatively ran my hands up his smooth chest and along his arms, feeling the way his biceps flexed beneath my touch. His large hand cradled my face as he kissed me with passion once more. His silky tongue invaded my mouth and flicked at my own, as though eager to devour every last inch of me. The kiss broke, and his mouth trailed down to my neck while he removed my bra. His teeth felt oddly sharp as they grazed over the soft flesh of my throat, but I paid it no mind. I kicked off my boots while tangling my fists in his hair, eager to feel more of him.
A deep growl erupted from his chest. He leaned me back down onto the ground and dipped his head to assault my nipples with his sinful lips. The large bulge in his pants pressed firmly against my thigh, making me squirm with anticipation. His fingers teased the top of my now soaking wet, black, lacy underwear. He snapped the band against my skin and slid his hand beneath the fabric. The sudden feeling of a long finger entering my heat caused me to gasp.
“Oh my!” I squeaked as he made tantalizing come-hither motions against my sweetest spot.
“I love how you’re so fucking needy for me, Buttercup,” he purred in approval at the feeling of my wetness.
I reached down and cupped the hardness within his pants. “I could say the same about you,” I breathily replied.
“I'd never deny it.”
With a grin, his finger slipped out and then plunged back in, accompanied by a second one. They began slowly pumping in and out of my dripping core, making me delirious with lust. He quickened the pace of his thrusts and rammed all the way up inside me to the base of his knuckles. A third finger joined the party and his thumb firmly pressed down on my swollen, throbbing clit...
Oh dear mother of fucking god!
My thighs became limp noodles and my entire body trembled. I was downright delirious when he removed his fingers and lowered his head between my legs. His hot breath fanned my twitching pussy through the wet material as he nuzzled his face against my center. Then, with a deep growl rumbling in his throat, he bit the top of my panties and pulled them off completely using only his mouth. He dragged my legs into the air as he lightly thrashed his head back and forth like a lascivious freak, slipping the thin material all the way off my feet. He spit them out, then grabbed both of my ankles and spread my legs wide apart. A feral gleam glimmered in his eyes as his hungry stare focused on my femininity. I squirmed under his burning gaze, feeling open and exposed to someone I hardly knew. He dipped his head between my legs and began to feast on my bare center with intense eagerness.
This man is a savage...
I gasped at the sudden sensation of his warm lips pressed against my sensitive core. His hot tongue scorched my flesh as he slowly yet firmly licked up my slit. A violent shiver ran up my spine while my hips arched to get closer to his hungry mouth. I feverishly moaned and dug my fingers into the grassy dirt beside us. That wicked tongue of his began flicking at my rosebud, circling all around and up and down. His lips wrapped around it and sucked with fierce intensity. I screamed from the rush of pleasure. Then my scream was interrupted by a second, even louder scream when his fingers plunged back into my pussy, bringing me to an uncontrollable, mind-altering climax.
Heat flooded through me. I shook, and my toes curled. It felt like I’d just stuck a fork into the electrical outlet of ecstasy. Ashton licked up the essence of my release and pressed hot, wet kisses to my inner thighs. “Beautiful,” he cooed as he stood back up, leaving me a quivering little puddle on the ground. He kept his burning gaze on me as he removed his pants, revealing his massive, throbbing cock. Veins pulsed like underground rivers within his girthy shaft, beckoning me to run my tongue along them. The same tattoos I'd seen in my dreams wrapped around the girth, making me suspect that I was secretly psychic. A single drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip. My eyes widened and my stomach clenched with desire at the sight of it.
If that thing kills me, at least I will have died a satisfied woman.
He smugly smirked, no doubt aware of the lascivious reaction he provoked within me. He then crouched back down between my trembling legs and positioned himself at my entrance. My arms wrapped around his enormous frame, and his lips crashed down against mine in a violent kiss. The head of his cock nudged my entrance, and he started to thrust into me in short but swift movements. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and screamed into his mouth from both the slight pain and overwhelming pleasure. The sensation of him filling and stretching me was absolutely euphoric.
He felt unnaturally good. Sinfully so. His dick hit all the right spots, branding my body as his from the inside out. He began fiercely pounding into me and never once broke our fiery, brutal kiss. Large hands swooped below my lower back, forcing my body to further arch up against him. The friction of his lower stomach on mine only added to the sensations within my core, the light dusting of hair on his happy trail brushing against my smooth skin.
His kisses trailed down to the crook of my neck, and he bit down softly, causing a shiver to run through me. I yelped, having not expected that. It wasn’t hard enough to break the skin, but his teeth still felt sharp. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and then quickened his pace with unwavering intensity.
My stomach clenched, and the heat built within my core once again, throwing me into a final orgasm that could have crumbled mountains and split seas. My inner walls violently convulsed and gripped his manhood. I dug my nails into his back, somehow not leaving any scratches behind. His cock twitched and began releasing thick ropes of burning seed deep inside my womb. He moaned and growled into my ear while gnashing his teeth like a feral animal.
We were lying there, face to face, catching our breath for a moment before he rolled off me and onto his back. His arms reached over to wrap around my limp and enervated body and pulled me on top of him. He held me close and caressed my back as though I were the most precious thing in the world. I laid my head down in the crook of his neck as we continued to pant together.
