Page 77 of Brighter Than Gold

“But definitelynotbegging?”

She shook her head and her dark hair splayed over my coat.

“Good to know.”

I lowered my mouth again, as eager to taste her as she was to be tasted.

Her gasp was silent as I finally gave in to her. Her stomach flexed and her mouth opened wide, but not a single sound escaped her.

I flattened my tongue over her and pushed down slowly. The swollen bud beneath my tongue pushed back, and I cradled it softly between my lips. I pulsed slowly over the spot and drew her lightly into my mouth with the slightest suction. She groaned and melted into me. I repeated the incursion steadily until her hips began to rise up off the chilly ground, and her soft thighs began to clamp down on either side of my cheeks. Again, and again, and again I pulled her into my mouth, all the while fighting the urge to unleash myself on her, and feast like the starved mongrel I was.

Finally the pressure cracked, and her hips tried to pull up and away from me, but I held on firmly to her thighs as her body rocked, over and over. When she went limp, I released her, and she pressed her legs shut and rolled to her side still enjoying the aftershocks of her pleasure. I crawled up beside her and traced my fingertips over the gentle curve of her hip.

“Is the predator well fed?” she asked finally, with a devilish smirk.

I chuckled. “Insatiable appetite when it comes to this delicacy, I’m afraid.”

Reyah rolled to face me. “You’renice.” She said the word pointedly, like it was an insult. “You act like you’re a prick, but you’re actuallynice.”

“I assure you, I am still a prick.”

She sat up on her elbows and stared at me like I’d grown an extra head. “I don’t think so.”

“Was itnicethe way I handled you in the market, Princess?”

Something flashed behind her eyes and her lips parted. I sat up slowly so she had to look up at me, the whites of her eyes creating perfect crescent moons.

“Am Inicebecause I wanted to taste you before I fuck you? Because I assure you, that was just as much for me as it was for you.”

She inhaled a shaky breath, and I didn’t miss the way her thighs began to squeeze together.

“You’re covered in goosebumps, Reyah. I thought you didn’t get cold.”

“Not cold,” she whispered.

I reached out slowly and tangled my fingers in her hair against her scalp. Her breath hitched when I closed my fist and forced her head back.

“Open your mouth.”

She complied immediately and stuck her tongue out for added effect. It sizzled my blood and I hissed a breath between my teeth.

“So ready, so needy. What the fuck am I going to do with you?” I put my hand around her neck and jaw. She blinked those heavy lashes wantonly. I moved my hand over her chin and sunk my middle two fingers into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around them as I pulsed lazily into her throat. Why the fuck I wasn’t shoving my cock right into her hot mouth was beyond me, but I was proud of my patience.

I pulled my fingers out and ran them down her body.

“Open your legs.”

They fell open at my command, and I pushed the damp fingers inside of her.

She squealed and moaned at the intrusion, and then I curled them into her and found the spot that made her clench down on me.

“Right there?” I stroked it again, firmer this time, and she unleashed a low moan.

“I want to play a game with you,” I said as I continued moving my fingers inside of her. She readily nodded and I pulled harder against her scalp.

“I don’t think it’s a verynicegame, though.”

She looked up at me, suddenly nervous. I stroked faster and her breath sped up with me.

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