Page 18 of Releasing the Djinn
Leaning forward again, he placed one dark hand on either side of her, ignoring her flinch. "You see there, my lovely Nadira, no one will hear you if I will it so," lowering himself, he stopped until his face was just inches away from her ear. Hot puffs of air hitting the shell of her ear. "No one will interrupt us."
Feeling the weight of his body lower against hers, Nadira felt a stricken sob tear from her throat as she uselessly pushed against his burning hot chest. "Please," she whimpered. "I thought we were friends. Why are you doing this?"
Creaking in protest from his weight, her bed dipped as she felt his knees straddle her legs. Radiating heat like a raging fire, he covered her body head to toe, his black horns clicking against the smooth wood of her headboard.
A hand speared through her hair, and Nadira shuddered at the feeling of his thick claws brushing along her scalp. Tightening his hand into a fist within her hair, he angled her head to the side, forcing her tear-stained face to press into one side of the pillow as he lowered his mouth to her neck.
Soft lips brushed against the sensitive skin just above her pulse. "Friendship was never what I wanted from you," he whispered cruelly.
Added tears slid down her cheeks as the sad betrayal of his words hollowed her heart and settled into her bones. Gripping her hair, he turned her face so she could face him directly, the demon gave her a large smile before covering her mouth with his own. Hot and consuming, Nadira did not expect the tenderness from the kiss. Sharp teeth pricked at her lips as he slanted his mouth over hers, demanding with every movement that he have her full attention. As slow as it was devouring, his kiss began to consume the fight she had within her. Unable to maintain her resistance against his chest, she felt her hands fold in defeat against him as his chest met hers fully. Working his tongue against hers, he taught her how to move her tongue against his. Like a skilled and patient teacher, he guided and demanded from her until she was replicating his movements back at him. The harsh grip in her hair became comforting as he stroked his long fingers against her tender scalp. Nadira heard a low moan mix with the wet sounds of their mouths and realized with shame the sound came from her. Her pulse began to pound in her ears as he gave her only a second of respite to catch her breath and a slashing grin before greedily covering her mouth once again.
The foreign feeling of another's fingers touching her intimately pulled her attention from the kiss. His long warm fingers were touching her between her legs, rubbing at the apex of her thighs, forcing her to clearly feel the hot pressure of his touch through the jean material. Wrenching her head to the side, Nadira pulled herself from the insatiable haze of forbidden desires and tried again to push against him.
Leaning back, his lips unsealed from hers slowly, the large gold beads to his ornate necklace clinked together as he sat on his haunches. With a snap of his finger, strips of red satin shot out from behind her and tied around each of her wrists, pulling her arms firmly over her head until her knuckles hit the headboard.
Crying out in shock, Nadira fought against the sudden bonds.
"Much better," he said, admiring the view.
Wildly, she tugged against the silken bonds as she tried to buck her hips, having every intention of throwing him off of her, but the djinn did not budge. Running his long-clawed hands down from her neck, he let them simultaneously trace over the dip in her collarbone and up the twin curves of her breasts. Nadira flinched as his palms stopped at the peak of her breasts, warming them with his unholy heat through the shredded fabric of her shirt and the padding of her bra. Giving her a knowing smirk, Idrak dragged his palms down, further letting the tips of his black claws trail in their wake, gently slicing the remaining bits of fabric.
Nadira jerked with a whimper as she watched the shredded fabric of her shirt and bra magically fall like ribbons around her leaving her breasts fully exposed. Even without any discernible pupils, she could feel the creature's gaze turn to hunger. More than pleased with himself, he let the path of his hands explore further, meeting the waistband of her jeans, immediately she could feel the material loosening as they shredded under his magic.
Yanking at the silk tie around her wrists with renewed frenzy, Nadira felt herself begin to break as fresh tears streamed from her eyes. "Please, Idrak, I am sorry," she pleaded. "Please stop, whatever I have done, please forgive me, I never meant to…"
"Silence," he snapped, the gleefully pleased smile disappearing from his face with an angry scowl.
The rest of her words died at her tongue as if they dissolved in midair. Alarmed, she looked up at his satisfied expression for answers.
"I only want to hear the sounds of your moans," he explained, his eyes softening as he looked back down at her body. Lowering himself until his head hovered just above her naked breasts, he gave a pleased growl before adding. "And of course, the sound of my name screamed from your lips."
Wincing from the tightened strip of silk around her wrists, Nadira stopped pulling at her bonds. It was useless, she was only making them tighter and hurting herself, soon she wouldn't be able to feel her fingers. Pressing her lips into a firm line, she tried to look past his bent head and thick shoulders to a point beyond him. She would not give him the satisfaction of attention he obviously craved from her.
Chuckling deeply as if reading her mind, Idrak bowed his head to her breasts, bringing his long black horns only inches from touching her face. She watched with held breath as he parted his lips, and extended his pink tongue. Longer and longer, it extended towards her breasts as his bright white empty eyes stayed focused on her. Wet and hot, the first touch of the long snaking muscle made her jump as it coiled partially around her left breast. Taking in a sharp breath, Nadira stiffened at the foreign feeling pouring through her as he glided the muscle around and around the fatty globe of her breast, purposely ignoring the now distended peak. Everything inside of her wanted to arch her back to meet more of his tongue, her nipples were tight, and her breasts were beginning to feel painfully full and heavy under this torture.
No, she couldn't feel this! She would not let herself give him the satisfaction, she swore mentally.
Moving his leg between her thighs, Nadira let out a startled little sound at the sudden hard heat of his knee pressing against her exposed center. Using her surprise to his advantage, Idrak covered her aching nipple with his mouth.
Suckling hard, he pulled at the bud, roughly letting her feel only hints of his sharp teeth glance against it. Pleasure and fear wrapped around her, forcing her to forget her earlier pledge as a lengthy keening sound escaped from her throat. Using both hands, Idrak cupped behind her back, lifting her easily until she was arched fully from the bed in his arms with her hands still tied to the bed while he suckled and nipped at her tender breasts.
An echo of shame ran through her as she found herself pulsing her hips against his stomach. The hot, rippled flesh of his abs burned through her exposed center as he held her up against him. With her arms stretched back behind her head and her breasts and body bowed in his hold she felt gloriously out of control. Riding on the edge of fear and something equally bright and dangerous promising forbidden pleasure.
"Yes," he groaned encouragingly at her movements as he teased her swollen nipple between his sharp teeth. He ground against the coarse hair that covered her sex in return until she could feel her tender folds separate and more of his taut hot skin press against her open slit.
Delirious now under the assault, she let her head hang back and closed her eyes as she moaned his name.
Growls of satisfaction rippled through her body as he slowly lowered her back to the mattress. Large hands replaced his mouth as they kneaded and massaged her breasts. A kiss at her stomach pulled her from her delirium. Opening her eyes, Nadira watched as Idrak moved lower, kissing down her body until he stopped just above her heated folds. Not completely naïve, Nadira's eyes went wide and her body froze as she read the intent in his wicked sharp smile. Opening her mouth, she tried to protest, but nothing came out. Embarrassment shot through her thoughts while fire raged in her loins. She never thought of a man doing this to her, it felt severely intimate and acutely embarrassing to even think it.
Ignoring her internal battle above, Idrak parted her thighs, settling himself between them, allowing one thigh to rest on his hot bare shoulder. With one dark clawed hand wrapped around her thigh, he pulled her stiff body closer until she could feel his breath hit her exposed slit.
"Idrak," she whimpered. None of the other words of trepidation left her throat, only his name.
Coming closer, he placed one simple kiss against her covered clit, causing her blood to turn to lava. With a small shriek, the simple kiss acted as a defibrillator, shocking her body until she arched off the bed. His grip around her thigh tightened as he held her down and vaguely, she could see his white toothy smile as she tried to recover from the intense feeling. Placing one more kiss, enjoying her tortured moan, he shifted her thighs even farther apart until she could only see the top of his horned head and eyes. Wet, hot, and slithering, she felt the tip of his strong tongue enter her body first.
Grunting at the sudden intrusion, Nadira held herself tight against her bonds as Idrak pushed his long tongue deeper into her virgin passage.
"Idrak, please," her voice was strained and deep as the invading feeling became all her body could feel.
