Page 28 of Chosen
“Ow!” I explain when his sharpened canines puncture my tongue.
The ache quickly dissipates as he resumes sucking it, his saliva like a healing balm. All while that heat continues to spread throughout my body threatening to erupt into a full-blown fire.
Just when my lungs scream for the sweet relief of oxygen, he breaks the kiss and buries his face against my neck.
“This scent,” he murmurs. “I’ve been thinking about it. Why is it so intoxicating?”
I have no clue what he means by that but there is an odor he emits that I notice whenever we’re close. It isn’t unpleasant. It’s something wild, tangy and feral, something that makes me want to be closer to him.
Noah had once mentioned something like this when she’d been with Magnus but at the time I didn’t want to hear about her and thesuperiousoverlordshe voluntarily decided to stay with. Yet, here I am, giving in to the need to be close to thissuperiousbeast who only wants me for my womb.
It barely registers when he carries me to the bed and throws me on top of the fur comforter. When he walked into my roomearlier, I thought it was simply an obligatory visit to inspect his property, but here I am lost in his arms.
By all the accounts I’d heard of him before, I believed he’d be the beast they say he is, yet he places me gently on the bed like I’m a fragile treasure and then he slowly pulls my dress over my head.
Embarrassment sets in at how I must appear in my threadbare bra and panties, the same ones I’d left sector 2 with. I’d left with only the clothes on my back at the time because I didn’t want to accept any gifts from Magnus.
I cross my arms over my chest and look away from him, my body trembling.
He pushes my arms aside. “Don’t hide your body from me.”
Our eyes lock again as he stands by the bed, staring down at me with his animalistic amber gaze. We maintain eye contact as he begins to undress and I see him for the first time.
Really see him.
Thesuperious, who I’d seen as this beast of a man is a composition of pure masculine beauty. He kicks off his boots and sheds his shirt and pants, revealing exactly why thesuperiorsis a more evolved form of homo sapiens.
He has hard muscles in places I didn’t think it was possible for muscles to be. His pectorals are huge and smothered liberally with black hair that matches the top of his head.
The hair makes a trail down to the center of ridged abs that I’m sure are rock hard to the touch and my fingers twitched to do exactly that. His only imperfection is a set of claw marks that slashes through all that dark curly hair on his chest, which probably came from some kind of altercation with an animal. Or perhaps a challenge with anothersuperious.
Either way, it didn’t distract from the beauty of his body. Instead, it makes me want to run my fingers along those scars as he’d done with mine previously.
What is wrong with me? Where’s my resistance? Where’s my numb? Why can’t I tear my gaze away from him and his magnificent body and his…
Oh my stars!
It stands to reason that such a large man would have a sizable dick but that thing was unreasonably large. It was veiny, long and thick with a bulbous head nearly the size of my fist.
The fear instantly returns and I’m taken back to the nightmare of being used over and over again…the pain. Finally my brain is able to override the automatic response of my body and I roll over and scurry to the far corner of the bed, presenting my back to him.
Maybe if he sees my scars, he’ll leave in disgust like he did on the plane. I pull my legs to my chest and place my head on top of my knees, squeezing my eyes tight as I wait.
Only a little longer and he’ll pick up his clothing, get dressed and walk out the door leaving me to wallow in humiliation.
To my surprise, I feel the bed depress, and I’m gripped by the waist and pulled against him. Kisses fall on my neck and shoulders. To my further shock, he places his lips on my back and leaves a trail of kisses along my scars.
I flinch on instinct, but he continues to sooth my warped flesh with his lips and lightly caresses my skin with his fingertips.
Tears spring to my eyes, because of his gentleness. In my wildest dreams I couldn’t have predicted that the one who would treat me so tenderly is this person.
He unclips my bra and tosses it to the floor and then pulls my panties down my thighs. I attempt to cover myself again, but he pushes my arms away and straddles me. “Don’t hide this beauty from my gaze.”
He cups my breasts, one in each hand. His thumbs, circle my nipples bringing them to life.
I watch in fascination as he lowers his head and takes one turgid tip in between his lips and suckles, gently at first and gradually he becomes more aggressive. The harder his sucks the stronger the pulsating sensation in my core become. I press my thighs together to control the fire burning in my core.
Fluid leaks down my thighs and I don’t think I can handle this insane pleasure. I release a throaty moan from the back of my throat. “Sector Leader!” I cry out.
