Page 32 of A Blaze of Fire
I furrowed my brows as I thought about his question. If Ansel would’ve told me I could find asylum with the Seelie Queen in their Court, would I have left with him, only to be used as a weapon by the Seelie? That was the first time I’d thought about it that way, but it was one question he’d obviously spent a lot of time thinking about.
“I don’t know, Ansel,” I answered truthfully. “I think it’s kind of pointless to think about what ifs now.”
“No it’s not, Vi. It matters,” he insisted. “Because you could have been with me right now if I’d made the right choices.”
I frowned. “I’m not with your brother, Ansel.”
“But youare. You’re by his side. Not mine. And you’remine, Vi,” he whispered breathlessly, his eyes lit by an inner fire fueled with desperation.
My heart raced and my gaze dropped to his lips. I unconsciously licked my own. My heart galloped and sped until I couldn’t fight the urge to taste his lips. I gripped the front of his shirt and tugged him down toward me until our lips crashed. As if I was the oxygen he needed to breathe, he held on to me, wrapping his strong arms around my middle.
In that moment, I didn’t care that Rook was standing outside my door, probably listening to every sound we made. I didn’t care that at any moment we’d be interrupted for dinner, or that Alec could show up at any second. All that mattered was here and now and being wrapped in Ansel’s arms, feeling safe.
In a frenzy borne of foolhardiness, our clothes quickly landed on the floor, hurried by grasping fingers. There was no tender seduction in this reunion, only desperate need. He trailed hungry kisses down my neck and along each breast as each fallen piece of clothing joined the pile already on the floor. I wanted him as much as I needed to breathe air. His hands curled against the nape of my neck, my hair locked around each of his strong fingers as he kissed me again. The intensity stole all rational thought as I leaned into his heat.
Down to our undergarments, Ansel dropped to his knees before me and slowly slid my underwear down my legs, his lips and tongue trailing feverish kisses down my thighs. He propped one of my legs over his shoulder and I gripped his hair for balance.
A hushed moan escaped my lips when he dove between my wet folds and his skillful tongue swirled around my sensitive nub. Our forbidden reunion heightened the experience and a rush of lust filled my body, knowing at any moment the door could open.
“Yes, Ansel!”
As my release mounted, both legs trembled and I lost all inhibitions. My leg wrapped around him and pulled him closer, then my toes curled into his back. I rose onto my tiptoes and my muscles locked as an eddying energy built inside my core.
“Please,” I begged shamelessly.
He felt the same frenetic pulse I did, gripped by an insane lust. When he slid his fingers into me, I saw stars. With my gasps and sighs cheering him on, he assaulted my pussy quicker, rougher, desperate as a dying man in search of water. I was his fountain, and he wanted to consume every drop of my wetness. I released one hand from his hair, brought it to my mouth, and bit it to quiet my rapid panting and moans. The combination of the sting of pain from my hand and Ansel’s delicious attack unlocked my release and I fell down the chasm into oblivion. Slowly, he removed my leg from his shoulder, then gripped my waist as he stood. He stared into my eyes, searching for my submission. I saw his need to claim me, the dominance riding him hard, tinged with a flicker of jealousy.
“I won’t be gentle,” he announced heatedly.
“I don’t want you to be,” I admitted. We both ran to the bed and he perched me over the edge with my face against the buttery soft duvet. He lined himself with my center and drove deep. The instant our hips connected I gasped at the intensity. I loved every fast, deep thrust and egged him on for more. He wrapped an arm around my waist and his fingers rubbed in a circular motion around my already swollen clit.
Oh, fuck me!
“That’s exactly what I’m doing,” he grunted the instant before his cock went even deeper than I thought possible.
Had I said that out loud?Aww, screw it!
“Harder, Ansel,” I urged him.
With his other hand, he gripped my hair, then pulled my body flush against his front and turned my head to kiss me deeply. I met his thrusts with my own as I rode his cock and he maintained his steady rhythm with my clit. My orgasm built, but it wasn’t enough and I needed more. As my body quivered and grew taut as a live wire, he never slowed, and I didn’t want him to. He played with my breasts, pinching my hard nipples simultaneously. Ansel knew which buttons to push, because at that moment, his teeth pierced my shoulder, releasing a gasp.
My heart skipped a beat andthen I shattered as I tumbled over the edge. The world faded to black as we came at the same time, his seed burrowing deep inside me. For one blissful moment, nothing else mattered. We rode the surging waves of pleasure and reveled in the feel of our bodies pressed tightly together. Ansel licked my shoulder and kissed my neck, holding me impossibly close. Together, lost in the moment, our breathing slowed and for a single moment in time, everything was perfect.
Until we heard someone clap and we crashed back down to reality. With wide eyes, we turned in the direction of the sound and saw Alec.
Ansel quickly tugged a blanket from the bed and covered me while he faced his brother, his face a thundercloud.
“What are you doing here, Alec?” Ansel grabbed another blanket and wrapped it around his waist.
Alec scoffed. “What amIdoing here?” he repeated. “What the hell areyoudoing here?” he shouted. “You’re not even supposed to be anywhere near her!”
Ansel ran a hand through his shaggy chestnut hair and sighed. “Look … I was careful—”
“Careful?” Alec blurted. “Rook and Rosemary saw you and probably heard your moans from out there!” he yelled, pointing to the hallway. “Have you no regard for this girl’s life?”
“Look,” I interrupted, “this is just as much my fault as it is his.”
Alec turned his icy glare on me and a shiver crawled down my spine. “Heshould know better, Violet.Youdon’t. While the two of you were fucking like bunnies, anyone could have strolled right in here! You didn’t even lock the door! Kazimir himself could’ve walked in here and no one could have stopped him!”
