Page 11 of The Lands Defying
“I don’t care. I need to feel you.” His voice is muffled as he places open kisses on my neck and shoulder, and my body instantly reacts to him.
“Darius…”
“Be a good girl and let me feel you.” His voice is gruff, but with a hint of something I haven’t heard before in his tone. “I just ...” he inhales my scent. “Need to feel you.”
I relent.
He wastes no time as he licks a path down to my breast and bites my nipple through my bra. That goes next, and then I’m on my back and he has me completely naked before him in seconds.
His eyes devour me as he stands at the end of the bed, the bulge noticeable in his pants. “Wait there.” He turns and goes to the bathroom, and I hear the shower go on.
I wait impatiently as I squirm on the bed, my hands clenching in the furs as nerves rattle through me. My body feels hot, restless and in no time, Darius walks out the bathroom completely naked, dripping water. I raise up on my elbows, taking him in completely for the first time since my heat.
My eyes eat up the tattoos that travel from below his jaw all the way down over his shoulders, his sides, over his hips and then his thighs, and ending just above his knees.
During my heat, I vaguely looked over them, even knowing that the tattoos mirror those on his back, but now I can appreciate the art of his body even more.
I know writing in a language I don’t know hides within harsh lines that sometimes have delicate curves flowing over them. If I look close enough, I can see wolf eyes, skulls and daggers, an assortment of things that only makes me think of battle, of bloodshed.
Darius pauses when he notices my perusal, letting me get my fill of him. This is the first time I have ever been able to.
I lick my dry lips, once again questioning if we should even be doing this. The last few days have been a lot.
“There is nothing wrong with wanting to find an escape when everything is too much,” he says, like he can read my mind, tilting his head at me. My eyes lift to his in surprise. “It just depends on who you find that pleasure with, and make no mistake, it will only come from me, and I like to make you feel that. Something only I can do.”
My eyes drift down to his extremely hard cock, and I squeeze my thighs together at the thought of him filling me, knowing this time will be different than all the rest.
Every time has been different.
But something has shifted even more.
Darius makes a rough sound, and I watch as he reaches a hand down to stroke himself. “Open your legs, little wolf, show me what I do to you. What onlyIdo to you.” His voice is like gravel, and I shiver, doing what he’s asked even as my cheeks heat. Darius moves closer until he’s at the edge of the bed. “Fucking soaking.” His head lowers, getting a closer look. “That for me?” I nod. “Good girl.”
I can’t help but moan at his words as a drop of pre-cum appears. I lick my lips.
“Do you want some?” he asks me, and I nod again, not being able to speak, my eyes locking on the white bead.
Darius groans, then he’s crawling over me. I’m too focused on his cock, that I haven’t even noticed that his knees are on either side of my shoulders, or that he’s guiding his cock toward my lips.
I freeze, my eyes lifting from his cock to his toned stomach. I don’t move as he rubs the tip along my lips. Back and forth, back, and forth.
I part my lips automatically, knowing it’s what I should do, and then he’s pushing into my mouth slowly, just the tip. It rests on my tongue for a moment before he pulls out and pushes back in, a little further this time. All the while I count in my head, knowing it won’t be too long—
Darius suddenly shifts his hips back, and then my mouth is empty. He brings a hand up and starts stroking my cheek, waiting patiently as I slowly raise my eyes to his, confused as to why he stopped.
He studies my features before staring deeply into my eyes. His own tighten in some sort of acknowledgement, his jaw ticking, but then he’s crawling down my body and his lips are on my pussy.
“Darius,” I gasp in surprise, the heavy feeling that was settling in my stomach now turning to something lighter. My hand goes to his head as I grip his hair in pleasure. This I feel, this I see instead of where my mind wanted to take me.
“You will givemesomething instead, little wolf.” He devours me like he’s starving, nipping, biting, and driving me crazy as he pushes me to the edge again and again so quickly. “You will give me something I am always fuckingachingfor, you will give it freely,” he growls. He has two fingers inside me next, ramming into me at a fast pace as I squeeze his head between my thighs.
“Darius, please,” I whine. His hands are a bruising grip on my hips as he nips and licks at the inside of my thigh, driving me crazy as I squirm on the bed.
Gods, just the sight of him between my legs could make me come.
“Begging already,” he growls into my pussy, and then he’s sucking on my clit and I’m soaring. “Fuck, what your noises do to me.”
I haven’t even come down from my orgasm when he fills me completely, but it’s not the same.
