Page 47 of Rejected Exile

He doesn't go slow or warm up at all, just licks up until the tip of his tongue presses against my clit so hard that I practically scream. Once he's found it, he strokes at it steadily, working it as his lips clamp down on me and suck tight.

I moan, pressing against him, shaking and trembling. His strong hands come down on my thighs and push down as if to keep me there, like a rancher breaking in a wild mustang.

My legs clamp tight around his head. Pressing up with my elbows, I stare down at his handsome face, that lush mouth opened wide and pressed against me. His tongue strokeshardagainst my clit and I moan, reaching out to cup the back of his head, my hair flying loose over my shoulders as I buck against him. Strong arms circle beneath my legs and pull me against him.

The orgasm that he brings me to is a rush of heat and light. It's an opening of some kind, one that tears me apart and makes me tremble. I fall back onto the bed and cry out, unable to silence myself, unwilling to even try. He holds me and strokes me through it with his tongue, working me to a peak so high that my entire body arcs like a live wire and my mind whites out completely.

I've never felt so close to someone, so completely opened wide and invaded. Finn dips his tongue inside my pussy as the pleasure rolls over me, and I moan so loud I'm sure the neighbors can hear it. The growl he makes rumbles against my skin and curls my toes.

Then I come down from it, slow and steady, still twitching and jerking through the waves of pleasure. Finn pulls his mouth back gently, his eyes black and wicked. He lips his lips and licks me one last time, making me shudder.

"Stunning," he murmurs.

Pushing my legs apart, he rises from the ground, reaches down, and unbuckles his belt. His zipper follows, exposing the dark blue silk of his briefs. They do nothing to hide the large, curved erection just beneath them.

"Simply stunning."

Finn crawls up onto the bed and braces himself above me with one hand. He breathes in deeply, as if taking on my scent, and groans quietly. Then he reaches down, slips his cock out of the slit in his boxers, and jerks its long shaft.

I only get a brief sight of his length—stunning, hard, and perfectly shaped—before he's groaning and thrusting into his own hand as he comes in a long spurt on my breasts and belly. I gasp at the warm splash of his cum, eyes wide, barely able to believe that it only takes a few more short strokes before he's done, and my skin is painted with him.

"God, you're gorgeous." Leaning down, he kisses me slowly, and I wriggle in arousal at the taste of my pleasure on his lips. "I nearly came in my pants just at the taste of you. Wouldn't that have been embarrassing? I wouldn't have been able to walk for the rest of the day because of the mess."

I giggle, biting my lower lip and staring up into his eyes. He smirks down at me, a playful expression on his face, his irises slowly easing back to cool brown from silver.

Glancing down at my chest, I observe, "That's going to require some cleanup."

"Thankfully for both of us, there's a bathroom attached to this bedroom," he murmurs, nuzzling my neck and pressing another kiss to my skin. "Too bad it doesn't have condoms in it, because I'd love to show you whatelseI can do." Pausing to kiss me again, he murmurs inquisitively, "Itdoesn'thave condoms in it, does it?"

"No." I groan, head lolling back on the sheets as he sucks a small spot on my neck. "That's another task to add to the home repair list."

Finn grins as he pulls back from me, then glances down to stare at his handiwork. His brows raise a little, as if he's impressed with himself. "I've got good aim."

I roll my eyes and smack him playfully in the chest. His grin widens as he climbs off the bed and rearranges himself inside his bottoms. Then he goes into the bathroom to grab a towel and throws it at me. I use it to wipe off much of the mess, but Finn is right—further cleanup is necessary.

I get the sense that if he joins me in the shower, though, we're going to forget about a few things. I'm already forgetting my earlier caution—and all the reasons why I shouldn't have done this. Holding the towel in front of me, I stand up, try to ignore the shivering jelly in my thighs, and study him for a moment.

"What is it? Want a better look at me?" He motions towards his unzipped pants. "I know I didn't give you much of a show, but you know what they say, keep the mystery alive."

"That’s not it." Panic rises inside me. I feel like a crack is widening at my feet, and any minute I'm going to fall down into a deep, dark pit. "Why did we do this? I mean—it's such a mistake! We're not bonded, and we don't even know each other, and—"

"I'm going to stop you right there." Pacing over to me, Finn puts his hands on my shoulders and looks down into my face, his expression suddenly earnest and serious in a way I'm not used to from him. "This doesn't have to be anything, Delilah, except a little fun. It isn't a mistake. We may not be bonded, but neither is anyone else in town, in case you missed it, and we cangetto know each other."

"I don't think I'm ready. For—whatever this is."

"Again: it's just a little fun." He cocks his head at me a little. "I see this all the time in the pack, you know. One little dalliance and suddenly, there's an existential crisis because it didn't start in the Mating Circle. That's one reason why I tend to date the townies—or at least, I used to. Something about you makes me want to stop that entirely."

"But you don't know me," I object. "You shouldn't stop dating other women for me."

"So you'd like me to keep dating around?"

The image of some random human woman throwing herself at Finn rises in my head, and I have to bite back the impulse to growl. "No.I just—it's all just so complicated."

"Is it? Or is that just in your head, Delilah? Because you know, it doesn't have to be."

Staring at his face, I feel a sudden easing of the tension inside me. He's just so calm and laid back, everything the opposite of what I am. It's hard to keep freaking out when he steadfastly refuses to do the same.

Still, I feel like we have to clarify a few things. Including one big, important thing that I'm afraid might come between us.

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