Page 30 of Dark & Dreadful Brutes

“Yes.”

That seemed to satisfy him a bit. “You’re drenched for me.” His knuckles swept over me again, slower, and I moaned.

He hooked a finger in the bottom portion of my tiny undergarments and tugged them down to my knees. When his knuckles brushed my slick, hot skin, I inhaled sharply.

Veil, I had no idea it would feel that good.

Ravv finally dragged a thick finger down the center of me. A noise escaped me at the touch—one I hadn’t realized I could even make.

He lifted the finger to his nose and inhaled deeply. The man couldn’t have forced the rumbly groan that escaped him as he smelled me.

My lips parted as he brought his hand to my nose and commanded, “Smell how much you want me.”

My nostrils flared of their own accord, and I shuddered.

He lowered his fingers to my lips. “Taste it.”

I couldn’t argue. My body was too hot, and I was too desperate.

My lips wrapped around his finger, and I sucked.

He gave me another rumble—this one pure, masculine satisfaction. “Good.” He slid his finger from between my lips and cupped my chin for a moment as he leaned closer and murmured, “You’re going to beg me to taste you soon.”

My throat closed as the erotic words hit me.

Ravv finally released my chin. He slid his hand down my front before slipping it between my thighs again. I itched to see him touching me, but with his whole display of dominance, I wasn’t willing to risk moving in case it made him stop.

I took another staggered breath in, finding and gripping his arm as he slowly stroked me.

My lower belly tightened—veil, my entire body tightened—as he touched me.

I wanted to ask him what I was feeling.

I wanted to make him tell me what to expect.

But I clamped my jaw shut as the foreign sensations slowly built up inside me, my body growing more and more tense.

Ravv buried his free hand in my hair and turned my head to the side. He pressed his erection against my hip as he lowered his lips to my ear and growled, “You are the most stunning creature I’ve ever seen.”

I shuddered at his words as he continued stroking me. One of his fingers teased my entrance. The tip of it slid inside me—and I lost control.

Cries escaped me as my hips rocked and jerked, the pleasure hitting me so much harder and faster than I’d ever expected. I sucked in air as the pleasure faded, and Ravv lifted his fingers back to my lips.

“If you were in my bed, that would be nothing but the start of our night,” he rumbled into my ear. “Clean my fingers.”

My body trembled.

I felt good, yet still wanted more.

“Clean them yourself,” I whispered back.

He chuckled, low and deep. “The first time I taste you, my face will be between your thighs. Clean my fingers or open your legs for more.”

If my body hadn’t already been steaming, it was then. “Asshole.”

Veil, I wanted more.

I couldn’t give him even more power over me, though.

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