Page 53 of Kings of Desire
‘Now push your hand lower.’ he waited until my hand followed his voice, and moved to the hems of my panties. ‘Now lower, underneath the lace. You know where I need it to be.’
I gasped, squeezing on my eyes to stay tightly shut while my fingers found the dampness of my folds. At least he wasn’t the one to find out what devastating effects he had on me, although I suspected this was what his game was all about.
‘You know what to do next. Or do you want me to explain it step by step?’ His voice drenched in lust, waiting for me to go on.
It was no use for words. I didn’t come from Mars, but the embarrassment seemed to be freezing me on spot while melting me on the bed at the same time. It didn’t take long for Ferris to notice and to offer again to walk me through things ‘Do you want me to say it?’
‘No,’ I began moving my fingers, slowly over my sensitive skin, even though I knew I didn’t have much chance of success. The truth is, I tried this a few times in the darkness of my room, yet without any result- almost to the point I was starting to believe that nothing could ever come of this. That, until a day ago when Brax showed me so differently.
I tried to concentrate on the path he indicated, tracing it again to find a reaction. Something to satisfy Ferris’s request and end the night.
Come to think about it, he was no different from Cole and Brax, he just had a different way of saying things, and I was certain that if I would deny him, it would have some sort of repercussions. Yet, I didn’t want to test that, not because I was afraid of an outburst, but because my body craved to obey him. He held some invisible ropes, tying a part of me to him, no matter how hard I fought to oppose.
Something was off, and I found it difficult to put it into words without my face reddening with shame, but the only thrill I was getting was from the thought that he was watching me.
It didn’t take him long to notice, as I could hear him pacing through the room with steps closing in my direction.
My hand stopped moving, as I opened my eyes to look at him.
‘Go on,’ he low-tone spoke, taking a place on the bed beside me, then leaning over and slipping his hands behind me to unclasp my bra.
‘It doesn’t actually work,’ I whined, putting my shame aside, hoping that it will get him to let me stop - though the result was quite the opposite.
‘It will,’ he let his tongue trace the round of my nipple while his hand overlayed mine, guiding it over my skin, increasing the pressure.
Still nothing. Or at least that’s what I told myself for less than twenty seconds until I felt his fingers intertwined with mine, leading an assault to that spot that made me arch in pleasure the other day.
And he wasn’t falling behind.
Maybe I needed a man’s touch to set me on fire and with Ferris’s gifted mouth nibbling on my tips, I was burning with ceiling height flames.
The fields of Elysium were opening for me as I felt the same tightening sensation was rushing to build up under the tips of my fingers.
‘See, I was right,’ he whispered, raising himself to reach my mouth while he was becoming a prison for my body. Yet, I can’t recall him even finishing the sentence before the most perfect torment was ripping through me.
I meowled and purred, as his clasp on my hand tightened, forcing me to brush over a place that seemed to be getting impossible to be touched. I thought it was supposed to be game over then, but he didn’t let go of me, pushing me from one overdrive to another. It felt like hallucinating, drifting off to a new place where every single one of my nerves was being put to test.
He was fucking mad and he was trying to get me to be mad about him.
I was kissing and cursing him at the same time, and in a final attempt, managed to break free, squeezing my thighs so that he won’t reach me again. The thought of withstanding this for a second more appeared to be impossible ‘Enough, Ferris,’ I whispered with the tremble in my body transferring in my voice.
‘You need me,’ the pain in his tone was confirming my suspicions. His ultimate goal was to control me.
‘I do,’ I murmured, searching for his kiss and getting him to release my hand.
It was a lie. I didn’t need him how he wanted me to. I feared to need him that way! Absolutely, madly give myself to him. I needed to remain detached, and I was already losing at that game.
‘I did this!?’ He asked, brushing his thumb over one of my breasts, looking at the bruises he caused, on the balcony mixed with the ones I caused myself a day ago because of Brax. Though I was ashamed to admit to the second part. ‘I’m sorry,’ he let his tongue trail over my purplish tip, licking my wounds while tugging me beside him and pulling a blanket over us. ‘I’ll let you rest. Close your eyes, Bea.’
And that I did, slowly drifting towards Neverland under the touch of his lips.
Chapter 12
Iwoke up with the strangest reflection burning in my eyes as if someone was pointing a bulb straight at my face.
‘What’s wrong?’ Ferris asked, sensing me almost jumping out from the bed.
I couldn’t say, especially since I could barely keep my eyes open, but after a few moments of acclimatization, my eyelids slowly parted only to see the light of.... of thesun!?
