Her sharp intake of breath was all the answer I needed. Without another word, I guided her toward our room, already anticipating the pleasure of having her all to myself again. We had a few hours until dinner, and I intended to make the most of them.
Chapter Eight
CHAPTER 8: ROSIE
My heart was pounding in my chest as Aldaine stalked towards me, his eyes dark with desire. I backed up until I hit the edge of the bed, and he didn't stop until I was lying on my back, looking up at him as his demon form came to the surface again.
"So, you're going to help me with my migraine?" His voice was low and husky.
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. "I, uh, I don't know what you mean."
He raised an eyebrow at me, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, I think you do."
I bit my lower lip, trying to steady my breathing. "But is this really what you want? Or is it just an act?"
He didn't answer right away, instead, he reached down and took my hand, placing it on his groin. I could feel the hardness beneath his pants and my breath hitched in my throat.
"Is that answer enough for you?" His face was serious.
I nodded, unable to speak. I could feel my bodyresponding to his touch, my nipples hardening beneath my dress, my panties growing even more damp.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a soft kiss. "Good," he murmured. "Because I want you, Rosie."
"This doesn't change anything, right?"
Aldaine's expression was sad briefly before he shook his head. "This is just a way to make both of us feel good and get some street worked out."
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to kiss. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his hands roamed over my body. I moaned softly, my hips arching up to meet his.
He broke the kiss, his breathing ragged. "I need you, Rosie. Now."
I nodded, my heart racing. I reached up and started to unbutton his shirt, revealing his chest. He was sculpted to perfection, his muscles defined and toned. I ran my hands over his skin, feeling the heat radiating off of him.
He groaned, his hands moving to my dress. He pulled it up over my head, leaving me in just my bra and panties. He took a moment to look at me, his eyes roaming over my body.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered.
I blushed, feeling self-conscious. I had always been a little insecure about my body, but the way Aldaine was looking at me made me feel like the most desirable woman in the world.
He reached behind me and unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. He cupped my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples. I moaned, my back arching as pleasure shot through me.
He leaned down and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair before gripping his horns. He moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention as he groaned.
I could feel my body growing more and more aroused, myhips moving restlessly against him. He slid his hand down my stomach, his fingers slipping inside my panties. I moaned as he found my clit, rubbing it in slow circles.
"Aldaine," I gasped, my hips bucking against his hand.
He looked up at me, his eyes dark with desire. "Do you want me to stop?"
I shook my head, my breath coming in short gasps. "No, please don't stop."
He smiled, his fingers moving faster. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as I got closer and closer.
"Cum for me, Rosie," his voice rough.
I cried out as my orgasm hit me, my body shaking with pleasure. He continued to rub my clit, prolonging my orgasm until I was a trembling mess beneath him.
He pulled my panties off, his fingers sliding inside me. I moaned, my hips moving against his hand. He added another finger, stretching me as he moved them in and out.