Page 25 of Wings of Ashes
“Bael,” she screamed just before he used a switchblade he pulled out of nowhere and cut her nightgown from her body. “Really?” A sharp breath of relief and aggravation left her lungs.
He moved supernaturally fast, an expert with the blade, slicing a long slit right down the middle.
The fabric fell, fluttering to the bed with complete surrender. Her bare, naked body laid entirely exposed to his heated gaze as the nightgown was stripped from her. She trembled under those searing, crazed, and possessive red eyes.
She still did not know if it was a dream. She especially did not know whether she preferred to be dreaming or not.
“So pretty…” he purred. His breath brushed over her chest like a physical caress.
Her breasts quivered as he leaned down, toward the swells, and took a tender nipple into his mouth. She gasped as he gave a powerful suck between his pillow-like lips.
His eyes never left hers as he performed masterful tricks. She had never known what such a thing felt like—how brutallydemanding and erotically satisfying his mouth around her hardening nipple was.
His long, serpentine tongue wrapped around one of her pebbled peaks andtuggedlike a thin rope, clamping and pulling. She whimpered at the back and forth motion, needing…more.
Releasing her with a loud, wet popping noise, he asked, “Has anyone ever tasted you?”
The answer was obviously no. But she had thought about it before.
Persius had talked about it. Locked in their cages, unable to touch more than their hands, Persius would spend hours graphically describing to her everything he wanted to do, telling her about all the pleasures he wished to give her.
Persius said that his tongue yearned to lap between her legs for hours and lick away all she could give him. That he wanted to suck on her clit and finger her pussy until she was as obsessed with him as Persius was with her.
Even weak and bruised in her cage, Nix had felt exhilarating warmth and unfamiliar tingles at the tantalizing ideas Persius put in her head.
“My kind are known to spoil our mates in every way,” Persius told her.
She had wanted him. Desperately. Wanted to be touched with kindness and care. Wanted pleasure instead of pain.
Now, her body still begged for touch.
But Bael was not Persius.
He was a twisted sex demon who was used to getting what he wanted. Used to gettingwhoeverhe wanted.
She was not used tobeingwanted.
“Has anyone ever licked at your clit, Swan Lake?” Bael asked as he nipped at her breasts. “My tail isn’t the only thing that would feel good. My tongue could flick over your little clit as fast as blurring hummingbird wings.”
The knot behind her abdomen tightened at the image he called to her mind. She felt wetness slicken between her legs.
Did Bael really think she was enchanting him? Or was it an act? Nix had no magic or power to enchant. So, why was he so interested in her?
In her previous lifetime, none of the guys had been interested in her. She was the “Ugly Fuckling,” after all.
The alphas flocked to Elle’s beauty, while Nix sat in the cold, dark, and sad corner of every academy dance and moved her feet around as she silently pleaded the gods to send a boy over to ask her to dance.
The past Nix had never realized how much time she took for granted. All that freedom.
I should have gotten up and danced alone.
The only male attention Nix received was the wicked torture of her captor and the kind words and warm fingers of Persius, kept apart by their cages.
Caught up in her head and her thoughts of Persius, she was brought back to her current situation when Bael planted a rough kiss onto her stomach. He had slinked down, slowly opening her thighs.
Bael’s head balanced above her abdomen; his unfairly attractive face stole her attention. “I can scent your arousal. How does an orgasm before bed sound?”
Sounds nice. Yes, please, Nix’s body said. Meanwhile, Nix thought,But I have a mate. Somewhere. Out there. Who doesn’t know me yet.
