Page 41 of The Delta's Rogue
My chest heaves as I stare into her unwavering, shining eyes. The darkness in me rears its head at her reminder, and every muscle in my body tenses with the effort to hold it at bay.
“Please stay,” I choke out.
Her head shakes softly. “I can’t, Sebastian.”
Something in me snaps at that.
I can’t let her go, not like this. Not with so much left unsaid and unfinished between us.
I want to tie her up and lock her away to stop her from leaving, but that would only break her. My little rogue needs to stay the way she is—wild and free and full of life. Her submission to me should be voluntary, not forced.
I slam my lips down onto hers and finally tug her tight little body flush against mine. I wrap myself around her, my arms the ropes I wish I could use to keep her with me forever. My body is an anchor keeping her hidden in the depths of the sea, protected from the dangers she’ll face without me at her side.
“I need you, Sarina.” I pulse my hips forward to let her feel how intensely I desire her. “I need all of you.”
Her heart stutters, breath quickening, and with each of her inhales and exhales, her full breasts rub against my chest. They feel like heaven, but it’s not enough. I need her naked, her nipples grazing my bare skin.
“I thought you wanted to wait until you found me again? I thought that was my punishment?”
“It was,” I concede. “But not if it means never knowing what it’s like to be with you. I’m punishing myself just as much as I’m punishing you by leaving everything like this between us. I can’t let you go without taking this step. I want—” I swallow. “I want to know how your lipsreallyfeel around my dick instead of pretending it’s them when I use my hand. I want to know what it’s like to be buried to the hilt inside your pussy.”
“Sebastian…” she moans, her body writhing against mine as she tries to clench her thighs together to hide her desire from me.
But it’s too late. Her arousal already fills my nostrils. It’s heady and sweet, tinted with her natural honeysuckle scent. My mouth waters, and my normally quiet lycan perks up, drawn to her presence.
“Do you like that idea, Little Rogue?” I move my hand to her throat.
She hums, eyes floating closed.
“Words, Baby Girl,” I order, squeezing her neck slightly.
“I-I like that idea.” Her eyes lift to mine. “I want you, Sebby. All of you.”
I smile. “Good girl.”
She shudders and whimpers at my praise, no longer trying to hide her reactions from me.
“I’m going to give you all of me, Little Rogue.” I lean over her, letting my lips dance right above hers. “But before you get to touch me and before you get to come, I’m going to punish you for leaving me. I’m going to tie you up and do whatever I want to you until you’re begging me to let you finish. Do you understand?”
She nods eagerly. “Yes.”
“Yes, what?” I prod.
“Yes, Sir.”
Fuck, she is so sexy. Her little body drives me crazy and has since that day she tackled me to the ground.
“Take your clothes off, Sarina. All of them,” I command. “Then get on your knees.”
She doesn’t hesitate. She steps back from me and pulls her black T-shirt over her head then reaches behind herself to unsnap her lacy red bra. Her full breasts bounce as she releases them from their prison, the bra falling forgotten on the floor.
I cross my arms to keep myself from reaching out and taking those glorious tits in my hands. My jaw clenches, but I force myself to stay where I am, to watch her undress and follow my orders.
I’ll get my hands on her breasts soon enough.
Leggings and panties join her clothing on the floor, and she kneels in front of me, eyes gazing into mine with complete trust, hands resting on her thighs.
She’s almost exactly how I want her, almost perfect.
