Page 42 of The Book Reader
She sighs deeply, looking away from me. “That’s telling me nothing.” She pulls out of my arms and goes back to looking out of the window. “I feel like everyone knows who and what I am, apart from me. I feel so… lost.” She turns to me, her eyes burning into mine, stepping closer again, and I pull her into my arms.
“Find the book; it will have all the answers you need.” Lifting my hand, I run my fingers over her necklace, grinning when the dragon moves to nip at my finger.
She sucks in a breath. “Gaelan?”
Our eyes lock, and I can’t help the need in my voice when I answer, “Yes, my Rose?”
“Kiss me?” she pleads breathlessly.
Not needing her to ask me twice, I crush my lips to hers, and she moans into my mouth. My arms wrap around her, my hands traveling down the curve of her body, grabbing her ass. Lifting her up and walking over to the couch, I lay her down as I say, “If you don’t want this to happen, you need to say now, because once we start, I’m not going to be able to stop until you’re screaming my name.” Her lips part, and she licks the top one slowly. I growl as I watch, wanting to sink my teeth into her soft skin.
“Fuck me, Gaelan,” she whimpers.
I kiss her again, lowering my body, letting her feel my weight and how much I need her. My hands reach for the buttons of the shirt she’s wearing; I fumble in my haste—fuck this—I just shimmer her naked.
I let my eyes travel over her breasts, drinking her in. Her perfect caramel nipples are calling out to me. I lower my head and pull one into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue before I bite down lightly. She arches under me as her fingers find my hair, and she pulls on it, trying to get me closer. Knowing that she needs me, I lower my hips, and I grind my jean-covered hard on against her pussy, making her moan again.
I don’t shimmer myself fully naked yet, I want to take my time with her—it’s been over a century since I’ve felt her wet pussy around my cock. If I don’t slow it down, I’ll be busting like a horny teenager.
Moving lower, I kiss down her stomach, her skin tasting sweet under my lips. Her body twitches under my touch, making me grin. I keep going further down until I’m looking down at her smooth pussy. I saw it early when I took her clothes off, but seeing her now, spread out before me, her lips wet with her arousal, begging me to taste her, it’s intoxicating. I blow over the sensitive skin, and she whimpers, “Please..” Looking up, I lick my lips and blow another breath, making her cry out. “Gaelan… please.”
“Please, what? Use your words, Ari.” I demand, she lifts her head up and looks at me, the hunger I see on her face has my cock straining in my pants to be let out. She gives me a devilish look and lowers her hands to run her fingers over her clit;fuck me if this isn’t the hottest thing I’ve seen in a long time. I reach out and pull her hand from her body, licking her fingers clean and groaning at the taste of her. “Naughty, my Rose. Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”
I can see her cheeks turning a beautiful shade of pink as she blushes, whispering, “Taste me, Gaelan.”
“Only taste you?” I lower and lick her clit softly; she growls and rolls her hips. I know the teasing is turning her on even more; her sweet, rose-scented perfume reaches out to me.
“Not like… that—fuck.”
Turning my head, I place a kiss on the inside of her thigh before nipping at the sensitive skin. “Like how?” I say as I continue placing kisses along her flesh, getting closer to her center, but not enough to give her any kind of release. She shakes on the bed, her legs try to close, but I move my hands to her knees, open them further for me. Nipping the inside of herleg again, this time harder, to leave a mark. I want her to feel me and what I’m going to do to her tight cunt for the rest of the week.
She’s mine.
I blow another puff of air over her clit, making her cry out. “Make me come, Gaelan.”
Grinning, I lower my head. “Good girl.” I give her clit one long, hard lick before I suck it into my mouth, her taste going straight to my head, making me drunk on her. Ari’s pleasureful moan makes me want to push her closer to the edge, but I also don’t want this to be over too quickly. I want to savor her.
Her hips roll against my face, and I know she’s close. I circle my tongue over her clit before I bite down lightly. She screams, and her body tightens. “That’s it, my Rose… come for me.”
She cries out as her orgasm hits. “Gaelan! Gaelan… oh god!”
I move my tongue faster, then lower it to thrust into her cunt, drinking all her juices. I can’t help the groan that leaves my lips from the taste of her. Her body convulses and shakes as I push her into another orgasm—my Rose has always been so responsive to me.
I pull back, my mouth and chin soaked with her cum, and I just look at her, wet with my spit and her release. I want to taste her again, but my cock screams to be let out. Needing to feel more, I move my hand and thrust two fingers into her. I can feel her walls clamp down, coating them—I need just one more taste—I lower and lick over her again. My fingers curl and hit the sweet spot inside her, knowing I’ll have her falling over the edge.
Moving up the bed, my need to watch as she breaks for me again rocks through my body. I want to look into her eyes when she comes this time. I want to watch how much she needs me in this moment.
“Gaelan…” she pleads with me as I kiss up her neck, and I nip at her skin, leaving another mark.
Growling in her ear, I command, “One more time, my Rose, then you can have my cock.” Nipping at her again, I lift my head, her amber eyes locking with mine, and I can see how desperately she wants me, how hungry she is for me—fuck me, she’s beautiful like this. “Keep your eyes on me, I want to watch you come.” My voice doesn’t sound like my own; it’s overcome with my need for her.
She licks her lips and gives me a slight nod. I curl my fingers further in her pussy, thrusting into her, the sounds of her wetness as my fingers speed up are music to my ears. She grinds against my hand, rolling her clit against my palm while one of her hands moves to my arms and she holds on, trying to bring me closer to her. Entranced by her, I can’t look away.
Her eyes flutter closed, and my fingers slow down slightly. “Eyes on me,” I demand. She snaps them open and bites her bottom lip.
I lick my tongue over her lip, and when she releases it, I kiss her. I move my fingers faster in her for being my good girl.
I watch as pleasure washes over her face, her lips parting as she orgasms over my fingers, her pussy squeezing me, her body twitching and shaking with her release.
