Page 66 of Hidden Sacrifice
“Now, now, darling. You’re going to have to behave yourself. I have something you want, and if you don’t behave, I will make sure you don’t get it.” He spoke against my lips before crashing into me. Kissing me until my toes curled and my mind blanked on just what point I had been attempting to make.
I felt his hand brushing against my skin, feather-light swipes like an artist’s brush, appreciating the most delicate details of a piece. He varied the touches, so I could never predict where he would touch me next. All my nerve endings sharpened acutely in anticipation of the subsequent caress.
“Do you like that, Darling?” he asked, pulling back just enough to let me feel the smile on his lips.
Words failed me as my body concentrated on his maddening light touches and the pulsing need between my thighs. A sharp tug at my head snapped my mind back into place.
“I asked you a question, Darling,” Jace said, his voice lower this time.
“Yes,” I breathed out.
“Stay,” he commanded as I felt his grip on my hair suddenly gone. His lips trailed over my chin and down the front of my exposed throat.
I felt the featherlight touch of his fingers on my inner thigh, slowly sweeping up and down them as his lips continued their descent. As his tongue moved lower, light touches started on my other thigh, the three contact points slowly moving toward each other.
His thumbs spread my lips wide as his tongue poked out to feast on me. It didn’t take long until my thighs began to tremble as an orgasm like a mighty storm started to roll in. His hands held my thighs apart as they shook against him, trying to snap shut.
My back began to arch, offering more of myself, only to find his mouth missing from between my thighs. Cool air rushed across my overly sensitive folds as I pulsed around nothing, desperate not to lose yet another orgasm. A whimper left my lips as his vice-like grip held me wide open.
He sent another mental image of how I looked at eye level as he kneeled on the shower floor between my spread thighs. I felt my cheeks blush at seeing myself quite so intimately. His hands left my thighs, and relief flooded through my muscles as I was finally able to relax. His hands starting to slide up my body, and I turned my head to the side as his fangs slipped into me.
The first pull had me whimpering as I ached to wrap my arms around him. I used my legs instead, pulling him to me. He slowly and steadily pulled at my blood, somehow perfecting the teasing rate that kept me so close yet so far away.
“Please,” I whimpered, hoping he would take mercy on me and put me out of this teasing misery.
I felt his fangs leave my flesh as his tongue came up to heal my wounds and clean up any stray blood. He moved at a leisurely pace, despite my desperation.
“Do you know how many fantasies I have created for the different ways and places I will take you?” he whispered. His chest slid against mine, getting him closer to the position I needed.
Rather than replying, I sent him a mental image of the vampire kingdom on the night of my escape. He had known at that time I was his mate. I had laid on my back on the bed with my skirt bunched up to my thighs as he tightly knotted my shoes up my calf. I pushed the memory into a fantasy, one my mind has gotten carried away with over the past few weeks. His hands continued their path beyond the last knot of my shoes, parting the fabric to reveal myself bare to him. Mentally, I made fantasy Jace’s resolve snap as he swiftly moved on top of me, wild and unpredictable. His cock slipping between my soaking wet lips. His hips moved slow and sharp, mimicking each knot he tied against my skin.
I left the mental image there, wondering what response I would get from Jace.
“That’s exactly what I wanted to do that night,” he whispered as I felt a hand slip between us before the head of his cock pushed at my entrance.
“Now you get to do that whenever you wish, for the rest of eternity,” I breathed out, relishing the feeling of his cock as it pushed effortlessly inside me.
“Eternity,” Jace said with a voice filled with something that sounded like awe as he bottomed out. His hips snapped with a controlled force, precisely as I’d imagined, making me cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He stilled deep inside again, and I felt his hand come around to my hip while the other pressed flat against my back, pulling me toward him.
He snapped his hips sharply but this time he did not stop. His cock pounded into me forcefully rather than stilling. A powerful pattern emerged slowly and steadily. He turned my blood to fire as I built yet again toward an orgasm that promised to be more potent than anything I had ever experienced before.
I came, screaming as his pace never slowed, pounding into me with absolute control dragging my orgasm out until tears threatened at the corner of my eyes. I found myself impossibly building again toward yet another orgasm.
I have had multiple orgasms before, but never so quick and nothing near as powerful as the one that just washed over me. My body tensed, unsure if I could handle another.
“Don’t fight it, Darling,” Jace spoke softly against my lips before kissing me. His thrusts increased even further as he pushed his body with vampire speed.
“Jace,” I gasped with a mixture of concern; this man may kill me with orgasms. My thighs tightened around him, begging him to still as my entire body exploded in waves of pleasure and my head started to swim. I gasped for breath as a moan tore from my lips; my orgasm seemed to stretch on never-ending.
His thrusts finally stilled inside me. My heart raced wildly as I pulsed around his thick cock, gripping it tightly as I struggled to come down from the high. Fingers pushed the blindfold up, forcing me to blink a few times to adjust to the sudden light. Jace’s eyes stared into mine before I looked down to watch as he slowly slid his cock from me. He touched his lips to my forehead before taking a step back to grab a bar of soap and a cloth to clean me up thoroughly from head to toe.
My body relaxed as I scooted back against the wall, leaning on it for support as my whole body felt like jelly. Jace took care of washing me before scooping me up in his arms, carrying me out of the shower, and depositing me on the counter.
He wrapped a warm, soft towel around me, my long-wet hair dripping water onto the counter. He dried his muscular chest slowly in front of me, finally letting me appreciate him. The towel draped down between his legs. It covered his dick from my sight. I bit my lip watching him, unsure how I could still feel up for more after nearly blacking out only a few minutes ago.
With a snap of his wrist, he tied the towel around his waist. He gave me a slight wink as he moved too fast to provide me with an unobstructed view. His arms wrapped around me once more as he carried me out of the bathroom and headed straight for my bed.
“We need to have a little chat.” Jax’s voice caused my head to snap up; noticing him sitting on the edge of my bed, his body tense as he stared at Jace. “We share feelings of pleasure as well as pain.”
