Page 67 of The Forsaken Heir
I shivered slightly, a delicious vibration that shook me to my core. All I could do was nod.
“Do you want me to take care of you?” Aurelius asked.
This was no longer about my safety. There was a deeper, erotic undercurrent to what he was asking, and fuck, did I know that I wanted that.
“Take care of me, Aurelius. Now.”
He surged forward, growling low in his throat, like a dangerous wave crashing over the shore, but it wasmehe was crashing into. He kissed me hard and fast as he wrapped his arms around me. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I let out a moan as our bodies came together. All these weeks, I’d talked myself into believing the sexual tension was one-sided. The hungry way his hands roved along my back told me I’d been mistaken.
His erection pressed against my thigh as his tongue slid over mine. Urged on by his movement, I pushed against him, deepening the kiss until it was like we were waging war with our mouths.
Aurelius grabbed my ass and lifted me. Unable to suppress my surprise, I pulled my mouth free, yelping in shock. I was not what you would call a small girl, but he picked me up like I was a waif. His strength was impressive, and it fed the desire burning through me.
“That’s so fucking hot,” I said as he carried me to his bed.
“What?” he asked before moving forward to nip at my lower lip.
“All of it.” I ran my hands through his hair and pulled him in for another kiss.
He tossed me onto the bed, and I bounced lightly on the soft mattress. He stripped away his jacket, then ripped his dress shirt off.Literallyripped it. Buttons flew and shot about the room like ricocheting bullets. My jaw dropped as I took in the sight of his body. It was so much better than anything I could have imagined. The hard, rippling muscles of his abs flexed and bulged as he dragged the shirt off his arms. His biceps looked like steel cables, showing every fiber of the muscles beneath the skin.
Keeping his eyes on me, he reached down with one hand and dragged his belt out of the loops of his pants. The ceremonial dagger and sheath clattered to the ground.
While he undressed, I did my best to do the same. The dress, gorgeous and flowing, was an absolutebitchto get off. And when I finally managed to drag it over my head and throw it from the bed, I turned back to find Aurelius standing before me completely naked.
“Holy fuck,” I muttered.
I was no virgin, and had been with several human men in the years I’d been away, as well as one fumbling night my very first time. Butnoneof them had…this. My eyes widened in shock as he strode forward, and I wondered just what the hell I was going to do with him.
He went down on his knees, grabbing my thighs roughly and dragging me to the edge of the bed.
“I told you I was going to take care of you,” he said, slipping his fingers under the waistband of my underwear.
“Uh huh,” I said, barely able to verbalize anything at all as he slid my panties down my legs.
“That starts now.”
Before I could even register his words, Aurelius buried his face in my pussy. Sucking in a breath, I dug my fingers into the sheets and cried out as his tongue thrust deep into me. I was already dripping wet, and the way his mouth and lips slid across me made my vision blur.
Aurelius devoured me, digging his fingers into my flesh and groaning against me. He slipped his tongue around my entrance, then circled my clit before moving back down to tease my asshole. I thrust my hips into his face, moaning in pleasure and cupping my breasts through the lace bra.
“It feels so good,” I whispered.
As if feeding on my words, he slid two fingers into me, and I let out a string of curses. He wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking gently while slowly sliding the tip of his tongue back and forth across my sensitive flesh. He moaned against me, and fuck, that made it even hotter.
“Oh my fucking god! You’re gonna make me come.”
Aurelius pressed his fingertips up, grinding them against my G-spot as he sucked greedily on my clit. Tremors coursed through my body as my climax drew near, bulging forth like an overinflated balloon ready to burst.
Arching my back, I cried out as the orgasm burst through me, sending white strobes flashing across my vision. Pleasure rocked my body, sending ripples of delight into, around, and over me, as though my body had been caught in a river filled with white water rapids of ecstasy. It still wasn’t enough for Aurelius. He continued thrusting his fingers into me, pulling his lips away from my swollen and sensitive clit. Another cry tore from my throat as I came again. I clutched hard at the sheets, nearly tearing them free of the mattress as I rode out the mind-shattering things he was doing to me.
“Aurelius, I need you to fuck me,” I gasped through clenched teeth.
He made a sound like a cross between a chuckle and a groan of pleasure. With what little sense I had left, I looked down, finding him stroking himself as he devoured my pussy.
I could barely breathe. Sweat beaded on my body, and my legs trembled uncontrollably. Just when I thought I couldn’t take another second of it, he lowered his face again and licked me again, all while never slowing his fingers or the hand working his cock. The sight of him touching himself made everything more erotic. He was trying to kill me with pleasure. I was on the verge of tears. Tears of pure ecstasy, but tears, nonetheless.
“It feels so fucking good.”
