Page 38 of Beauty and Her Beasts (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 1)

I nodded slowly. My eyes never left hers.

“Hmm,” she said and picked up an oyster shell. She knocked the contents back and chewed, closing her eyes and moaning. “So delicious.”

I gulped.

Juices dribbled down her chin and she stuck out her tongue, lapping up what moisture she could before using a finger to remove the rest. Damn it all if she hadn’t stuck that finger in her mouth to suck it clean...

“I never thought watching a woman eat would be as arousing as it is…” I clamped my mouth shut not realizing I had spoken the words out loud.

Allana’s gaze met mine, she took a sip of her wine and licked her lips clean again.

I was done for. My food was forgotten, and I had lost all sense of time. Watching Allana eat was like watching her make love for the first time. It was thrilling, beautiful, and I was unable to look away from her.

“You really should stop now before I take you to your room and give you another thing to moan for.”

She leveled her eyes on mine once more. There was an enticing glint in her eyes and a smirk teasing the corners of her lips that told me she was accepting the challenge. I groaned and removed myself from the table, pulled her into my arms, and pressed my lips against hers.

Heat exploded through my body as my hands explored her curves and I tasted the wine she had just drunk. Urged by her kissing me back, I lifted her into my arms. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her fingers dove into my hair.

“I don’t think we’re going to make it to your room… or mine,” I muttered between our kisses.

“Who said we had to?” she asked, almost breathless.

I groaned as I took her to a hidden nook, sheltered by manicured shrubs. I pulled away from her and noticed she was trying hard not to let her teeth clatter. We were some distance from the only source of heat in the garden, and the sight of her discomfort made me gather my senses.

“You’re freezing,” I said.

“I don’t care,” she said and tried to kiss me again.

I stopped her. “I care. We can continue this inside. Besides, King and Declan would pulmerize me into a bloody pulp if you caught an illness from being exposed in this cold.”

She smirked. And that was all the encouragement I needed.

“That is so sweet of you,” she said as I stood from the ground and held out my hand to help her up. When her skin brushed against mine, I hoisted her from the ground and into my arms. She met my gaze and I was lost inside her deep brown eyes.

“It’s only going to get colder, you know,” she said.

“Oh, right.” I cleared my throat and tucked her arm through the crook of mine.

During our walk, we playfully teased each other. Allana was a powerhouse when it came to subtle cues to further arouse me. When we arrived at the door to her room, she opened her door and faced me. A soft glint entered her eyes and I knew she was worried about something.

“You’re not planning on running away again, are you?” she asked.

I shook my head. “Not unless you send me away.”

She pulled me in by my shirt and closed the door behind us. I got two steps in, and Allana’s mouth was on mine again. This time, I wasn’t going to stop.

15

ALLANA

The last thing I wanted was to be alone. Especially on a night like this. There was so much uncertainty. I was worried about King and Declan. About my father. I worried Collin had done something horrible to them. My mind was full of chaos, and Gunnar was the perfect distraction. But I also didn’t want to go through another moment where Gunnar ran away from me the second things got heated up. I had to make sure history wasn’t going to repeat itself, and hearing his response made me so excited, I couldn’t wait to have his mouth on mine again.

There was something about Gunnar’s kiss that made me want more. It was like a drug I couldn’t get enough of. He ravished me with his mouth as we made our way toward the bed. His hands were rough as they removed every bit of clothing that covered my body. But they were also gentle and thorough.

I tugged off Gunnar’s shirt, pulling it over his head and undid his pants so they could fall to the floor. My fingers danced along the ripples of muscle that covered Gunnars beautiful body as his eyes locked on mine.

Once we were completely naked, Gunnar lifted me onto the bed. My back rested against the chilly satin fabric of the duvet that covered the mattress while the heat of Gunnar warmed the top of my body as he tucked himself between my legs. His mouth explored every inch of my body, pausing at my breasts. The way his mouth and tongue moved around my nipples drove me wild.

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