Page 148 of Crown of Briars
His breath hitched, and his throat bobbed as he swallowed. After a long moment, he said, “I suppose it’s only fair.”
His shadows loosened, and my arms fell at my sides, the blood rushing violently from the movement. It took a moment to orient myself and get the feeling back in my numb arms. Varius’s hands came around my waist as he eased me off the table. I kept my dagger in one hand as I dropped to my knees. My fingers trailed up and down his gloriously muscled thighs. He hummed in satisfaction, his body taut under my touch.
When I reached his cock, I wrapped my hand around it, feeling the tough texture of those bumps against my fingers. His body jerked, and he made a sound like a choked-off groan.
“Tell me if I hurt you,” I said.
“You won’t,” he growled.
I dragged my hand up, then down, my movements slow and measured. Another feral sound escaped him, and his hips thrust against me. I gazed up at him. His eyes were closed, his lips parted slightly.
With no warning, I wrapped my lips around him, taking him in my mouth.
He let out a long and strangled groan, and Ifelt him twitching inside my mouth. Stones, the tough skin of him was delightful against my tongue. I licked his tip, and he roared before thrusting deeper into me. I took in more of him, letting my teeth scrape along his length. When he didn’t flinch in pain, I clamped down harder on him, knowing my teeth were dull in comparison to his fangs.
And his cock was surrounded by toughened skin.
Sure enough, my bite drew out a ragged sound of pleasure from him, his whole body rumbling from it.
“Mother of Shade, Sybelle,” he gasped.
I swirled my tongue around him again, then dragged my teeth up and down. He drove deeper, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to take his entire length. Using my free hand, I wrapped my fingers all the way up to the shaft, massaging his skin and squeezing him.
He pumped harder and faster, and I let my tongue and teeth scrape and taste him over and over. Wild, animal-like sounds poured from his mouth, and he murmured something in Agnarrish that I couldn’t make out.
My chest swelled with satisfaction.Iwas eliciting these sounds.Iwas driving him mad with pleasure and need.
Me, his human bride.
His wife.
You are mine, Varius,I thought.
I am yours.
I stilled. His voice had resonated in my head as clearly as Azure’s when I communicated with her. I looked up at him, but his eyes were still closed, his brows drawn together as he continued to writhe against me.
Perhaps I’d imagined it.
I pushed it from my thoughts, focusing instead on his pleasure. I clamped down my teeth, biting hard, knowing I wasn’t strong enough to draw blood. My fingernails dug into him, then pushed up and down.
“Sybelle,” he groaned. “Sybelle.I—I?—”
Moisture beaded at the tip of his cock, and I ravenously licked it off him, eager for more.
“No.”
He withdrew, pulling out of my mouth. In one abrupt movement, he pushed me down to the floor and pressed himself against me. With his arms braced on either side of me, he caged me right there on the cold stone floor, his body crowding mine.
His eyes were manic, his shadows swirling behind him. “I will not come until I’m so deep inside you that your bones quake and your blood cries out for me.” He leaned in, pressing his nose into the base of my throat and inhaling deeply. “I will show you what it truly means to have someone worship your body,dannahla.”
I found myself trembling from the dark promise of his words. I let my fingers trail along the muscles of his broad chest, savoring the way his body seemed to quiver with a purr of satisfaction. My fingers traced delicately along the mark on his shoulder from the Necro Shadows.
“Am I allowed to touch you now?” I whispered. “Or will you tie me up again?”
He grinned, flashing his teeth. “Don’t deny it. You loved being tied up.”
My stomach fluttered, and my face heated. Becauseyes, I had loved it. It had been thrilling and dangerous. It had excited me in far too many ways.
