Page 109 of Kage

As if he planned a feast.

With heat continuing to build, I took a step forward, but he shook his head. “Lie down on the bed.” His command was more authoritative than in the forest.

I obeyed him without question, shocked how much I was trembling. Only being able to hear movements as he finished undressing was driving me crazy. His approach was slow, methodical and he peered down at me for a few seconds. At least that allowed me to bask in his features in a way I hadn’t been able to before.

He knew he was handsome, his arrogance no doubt a product of one too many women throwing themselves in his direction. But he appeared more boyish than godlike, his carved chin covered by three-day stubble and his hair completely a mess. God, how I wanted to run my fingers through his thick strands.

Crawling onto the bed, he straddled my hips, placing his hands on the comforter. As he leaned over, I rubbed the back of one hand across his cheek just to feel the soft beard. He growled in response and in my nervousness, I laughed, visibly shuddering as he lowered his head.

This time the brush of his lips across mine was light. There was no roughness, no incessant need. Just a slow and easy kiss as if he had all the time in the world.

He nuzzled my hand until I opened my fingers, rubbing my palm across his jaw to his cheek. His exhale was deep, ragged and long as if he’d waited for years for someone to do this.

A gentle caress of a lover.

Or a wife.

He wore his grief alongside every other badge of honor. Those didn’t worry me as much as the noose. The thick rope was tightening around his strong neck. That’s why his uncle had sent the letters, gifting him the horse and the sanctuary. His uncle was trying to save him.

After lifting his head, Kage took his time lightly blowing across my face. When he pulled back, he fanned his fingers, placing the tips on my face. As he pulled his hand down an inch at a time, I dragged my tongue across my bottom lip before darting it across the end of his palm.

He chuckled in a low-slung husky vibe and continued his path, pressing his fingertips into my skin as he moved down from my neck to my chest. His head was cocked when he rolled one finger around my right nipple, breathing as he repeated the move with my left.

Only this time he pinched the taut tip until I cried out, arching up from the bed from the surprise.

Another chuckle was followed by a slow and easy breath while he pulled his hand down my stomach. I concentrated on the riseand fall of his chest, trying to control my own breathing. Around him, almost everything was as difficult as it was appealing.

And frustrating.

With sensations rolling through me, I bit back a laugh. My pussy throbbed, the soft caresses adding to the tension and excitement.

The man knew exactly how to seduce a woman.

I shifted my hips back and forth in a blatant invitation.

The evil grin I wasn’t expecting. He shifted forward, rising onto both knees. I licked my lips all over again when he dangled his cock in front of my face. His cockhead was leaking, the few drops of pre-cum glistening against his skin.

He laughed softly seeing my reaction. “Lick it off, Juliette. Then suck me. I need that fucking wet mouth around my dick.”

There was something far too exciting about his dirty talk. When I didn’t open my mouth right away, he fisted my hair, tilting his head at an angle.

“I don’t think you want to be a bad girl. Now, do you? Part those sweet lips or I’ll shove my cock inside your mouth.”

I managed to slip my arm between his legs, wrapping my fingers around the base.

His eyes were bright, almost appearing dilated as I blew across his cockhead. While I wanted nothing more than to continue teasing him, the lure of his sweet cum was too much to resist. I dragged my tongue through the drops, savoring the flavor. The way he was peering down at me kept shivers drifting into mycore. I’d never been this on fire, my entire body shaking from tension and adrenaline.

The feelings were sensational. I licked around his cockhead, flicking my tongue several times before engulfing the head.

He lifted his head slowly, his jaw clenching. “Fuck. That feels good.”

I took another inch into my mouth, enjoying the taste as I swiped my tongue back and forth. My jaw muscles already ached from his girth, and the way his cock throbbed added to a fervor of excited tingles. How long had it been since I’d enjoyed sucking a man?

Not my ex. That was for certain.

The taste was musky, tangy, and salty at the same time. As soon as I slipped another inch into my mouth, he dropped his head once again. With one foot planted beside my head, he took over, thrusting the entire remainder of his shaft inside. The tip hit the back of my throat, instantly gagging me.

But he was slow in his actions, pulling out and allowing me to get used to his thickness. When he slipped it inside once again, I clamped down, moaning, still swirling my tongue. I eased my hand to his balls, squeezing them as he developed a rhythm. I shifted my hand to the base of his shaft, twisting my fingers until he groaned in pleasure. I longed to have him fill my mouth.

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