Page 44 of Hidden By the Gargoyle

He kept my wrists pinned to my lower back with one hand and the other traveled up my spine to my nape. He took a handful of my hair and gently tugged my head back, releasing my mouth to trail his lips over my throat.

When his teeth nipped my skin, I jumped. They were sharper than mine and the quick bite sent an arc of electricity through my entire body, straight to my nipples and between my legs.

He used his arms to cradle my weight as he tugged my hair back a bit more, arching me over the mattress. I was caught and off-balance, I could only let him position me as he liked. His lips followed the same path his fingers had taken earlier, ghosting over my collarbone and down my chest to my breast.

My breath caught in my chest, and I gasped when he traced his tongue across the upper slope, around the outer curve of my breast. It was rougher than it had been moments before when he was kissing me and textured.

“Dax, your tongue, it’s?—”

Before I could finish what I was saying, he stopped teasing me and ran his tongue over my nipple before he sucked it into his mouth.

My back arched hard at the sensation. It was almost too intense. He released my hands when I yanked at his hold. With my hands free, my fingers clutched at his hair as he suckled, tugging hard.

He released my nipple with another lick, leaving me breathless and gasping in his arms. Dax laid me back on the bed, releasing my hair, and running his hands down my sides. He hooked the waistband of my panties with his fingers, pulling them down. My nipples tingled and throbbed, my clit echoing the sensation.

As soon as he removed my underwear, Dax grabbed my hips and yanked me to the edge of the mattress. His hands ran down my thighs until he reached my knees. I didn’t have time to react when he pushed my knees apart, high and wide, leaving me open and bare to his gaze.

A strangled sound of shock escaped my throat, turning into a moan when one of his hands ran down my inner thigh until his fingers brushed lightly over my clit.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

Ready for what?

Before I could voice the question, Dax lowered his head and licked me, his tongue running from my opening to my clit. That strangled noise escaped me again, especially when his textured tongue circled my clit lightly and repeatedly.

I clutched at the comforter beneath me as sensation coursed through my body. The pressure of his tongue increased, causing my hips to jerk.

Dax made a low growling sound against my pussy, the vibration shooting straight from my clit to my nipples. My hands flew from the comforter to his head, holding him close. His mouth became more voracious as he slipped a finger inside of me, pressing deep.

My hips arched when he sucked my clit into his mouth and flicked it rapidly with that grooved tongue. He added a second finger to the first, stretching me wider. He hooked them, rubbing a spot inside of me that made white burst behind my eyelids.

My eyes flew open as my body tightened, my hips rocking in time with the rhythm of his lips and tongue. I gripped his short hair, my thighs clamping around his head. Dax pressed a palm to the inside of my thigh, pulling it away from his head and holding it down to the mattress to keep me spread wide.

Dax added a third finger inside of me, the stretch nearly painful. A choked moan escaped my throat as he filled my pussy and flicked my clit repeatedly with his tongue.

Tension built between my legs, making my muscles lock down on his fingers inside me. Dax made another growling sound against me, and the vibrations sent me over the edge.

Wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through my body, dragging cries from my throat. My thighs trembled and my back arched as he didn’t let up, pushing my orgasm higher until it bordered on piercing.

“Dax!” His name was nearly a scream as my entire body spasmed on the mattress.

His mouth softened against me, his tongue moving slower. His fingers were still deep inside me, stretching me wide.

As the last tremor wracked my body, Dax lifted his mouth, pressing his lips to my lower belly.

My fingers unclenched from his hair, cupping the back of his skull as he pressed a line of kisses up to my belly button.

His thumb barely brushed my clit, making me shudder one more time.

“You’re so tight,” he murmured against my skin. “Did I hurt you?”

I was floating on a cloud of bliss, so the answer tumbled from my lips without a thought. “Absolutely not.”

Dax withdrew his fingers, and I realized how wet I was when he lifted them to his mouth. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from his face when he slipped them between his lips.

I was boneless, my limbs too heavy to move.

As Dax licked his fingers clean, his eyes wandered over my body, but he didn’t touch me. I’d never imagined that he would look at me with that heat in his eyes. Or that I would be sprawled out naked on his bed.

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