Page 34 of Caress of Fire
Marielle ran the tip of her tongue along Fedryc’s hard shaft, from the base to the tip, then took him all in her mouth, sucking with a loud noise. He shuddered and growled, his powerful body rippling with pleasure and restraint.
She knew she was pushing him to the edge, to that raw state where he was more beast than man, and it made the pool of wetness between her thighs ache all the more. She wanted him savage, she wanted him as he was when the veneer of civilization was yanked away.
Marielle sucked on Fedryc’s cock, greedily lapping over, under and along the ultra-sensitive tip of it while her fingers ran along the length of his shaft, occasionally caressing the now tight balls beneath.
Fedryc’s hand clenched in her hair and he started to rock back and forth, pushing inside her mouth, deeper and deeper, until she had to breathe slowly through her nose.
Then he let go of her hair and pulled away.
Marielle looked up, startled, and a jolt of fear and arousal skittered across her skin at the sight of him. His eyes gleamed with heat and his muscles were taut along his arms and shoulders, but it was his face that wore the change she had foolishly sought. His cheekbones were sharper, more reptilian than human, and his brows were deeper, more pronounced over eyes that shone with a savage intent, the vertical pupils almost gone in the pure silver irises.
“Get to your feet.” His voice was more a growl than a man’s. “Turn around.”
Marielle obeyed, her entire body shivering with fear and desire as she turned her back to the dangerous man behind her. He stepped closer and she could feel the heat coming off him in waves across her back.
Hands closed around the neckline of her new dress, and in one single motion the precious fabric was ripped from her body. She cried out and tried to clutch the shreds of her dress against her body in an instinctive gesture but a fierce growl froze her hands.
“You played with fire, Marielle.” The growl was closer to her skin, and hot breath blew over her naked back. “And now, you can only hope not to get burnt.”
Fedryc’s hand closed on her ass and gripped the soft tissue, kneading her flesh as another hand reached just below her navel. His skin was hot—so hot that she felt pearls of sweat starting to bead on her skin as he pulled her into him. His cock was impossibly large against her ass, and he rubbed it up and down the soft cleft in the middle, making her cheeks flush and her heart beat a crazed pace.
In the state she had brought him to, he would do whatever he wanted to her. She couldn’t stop him.
The hand at her front lowered and a single finger entered her slit, and he pushed harder with his cock behind her, sliding just over her little puckered hole, when he found her wet and ready for him.
“I will take you until you can’t remember anything but my name.”
That was all the warning he gave her.
His strong hands picked her up—one arm under her knees and one around her upper body—then he carried her to the bedroom in a few long strides. He threw her down on the mattress roughly, climbing over her immediately.
Marielle lay on her back, her knees up and apart as Fedryc glared at her, his cock large and throbbing. Her shiver of fear turned into an unbearable need as he pulled her legs wide apart and glanced down at her, then hooked her knees over his shoulders, lifting her ass off the mattress.
She was completely powerless, unable to move or look away as Fedryc tested her readiness using the blunt tip of his large cock along her slit. He looked up to her face as he pushed inside her in one long, deep motion. The position she was in made her feel every inch of his hard flesh inside her. He tilted her until he was embedded to the balls, thighs spread wide on either side of his neck, then paused as she breathed deeply, allowing her body time to adapt to his size.
Then he pulled back completely and pierced her again, pushing as deep and hard as the first time. Then again.
Sensations built inside Marielle fast at the thrust of Fedryc’s large, hard length, hitting all her nerve endings and making her pant with the need for release. Her core squeezed and clenched around his cock and she felt like she was going to die if she didn’t come—right now.
Then he slid his hand between her thighs and his thumb rubbed over her little bundle of nerves, never stopping his pounding.
Marielle screamed as a shattering climax ran through her body. She could feel wave after wave of rapture taking her flesh as her core clenched around Fedryc’s hard sex.
When she fell silent and limp in his hands, he turned her over so fast that she was unsure where she was for a second. He held her hips high with his large, strong hands and, in a hard, deep push, entered her from that position.
Fedryc pounded into her again, then again. And then he pushed deeper than ever, his cock embedding inside her, deep in her belly as he roared above her head, hot semen spilling inside her womb.
It was a long time before he released her. Marielle collapsed on her side on top of the blanket, exhausted and more replete than she had ever thought possible. At her back, Fedryc pulled her into his warmth, and his large hand petted her hair in slow, soft motions that made her moan with pleasure. She snuggled closer, and a heavy curtain of darkness fell over her mind and body. She hadn’t slept a full night since finding Lord Aymond in the throne room, and now that she lay in Fedryc’s arms, she felt secure for the first time in what felt like years. Or ever. She had never felt so safe—not since her father had died leaving her to care for herself and Devan.
As the black cloud of sleep washed over her, Fedryc lifted the hair covering her nape and placed a kiss there, softly, then nestled his face at the back of her head.
Before her mind went completely blank, a smile stretched over her lips.
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Marielle openedher eyes as a finger traced the shape of her jaw. She turned to stare into the most beautiful silver eyes she’d ever seen.
“Good morning, my Draekarra.”
