Page 124 of The Call of Crimson
I take a step forward until my feet bracket his face, then drop to my knees, hovering right above his dark and sinful mouth.
“Breyla.” My name is a strangled moan on his lips.
“You know damn well this is not what I meant,” Aurelius says, his hands coming to grasp my thighs. His fingers clench down on the tender flesh as he draws in a long breath of my sex.
“Is it not? Instructions were unclear.”
“You’re hovering.” I moan softly when his fingers bite into my thighs. “I. Said. Fucking. Sit.”
The words are clipped and guttural, then he’s pulling me down so my center comes crashing down onto his mouth.
His tongue cleaves in and out as I writhe against him, hips rolling in my attempt to take him deeper.
A thick finger gathers the arousal between my thighs before tracing a line back to my other hole. He rubs the tight muscles slowly as his tongue trails up to my clit, flicking back and forth quickly. With no warning, he buries a knuckle inside, drawing a sharp, surprised gasp from me.
“Aurelius,” I hiss. “A little warning next time.”
He pulls back, chuckling darkly. “How about this for a warning? The next time I take you—I’m taking you here, little demon.”
My inner walls clench, tightening around his digit as he works it in and out.
“Fuck,” I rasp, “you say such romantic things to me.”
With a wicked grin, Aurelius returns to eating my cunt like he’s starving, and I’m the only sustenance in sight.
I roll my hips, the movement driving me between his tongue and that sinful finger.
The burn quickly fades to warm pleasure, building deep in my core.
His tongue nips and sucks at my clit, driving me steadily higher towards release.
Shamelessly, I grind against his face, chasing my pleasure against his hot, wet mouth.
Despite being fully buried in my center, I swear I hear him whisper, “Come on my face, little demon.”
Aurelius’ teeth find my clit in the next heartbeat, shooting me straight into bliss. Pleasure detonates through every nerve ending, my vision blackening around the edges as I crash into release.
I slump forward on trembling arms, catching myself with a hand braced next to Aurelius’ head.
Chest heaving, I whimper as the aftershocks roll through me, and still, Aurelius laps at me with unrelenting hunger.
On shaking legs, I finally wrench myself away.
There’s a smug gleam in his dark eyes, the crimson flecks bright and burning.
He wraps his large hand around the column of my neck, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw, and yanks me down into a punishing kiss. I taste myself on his lips, the tangy sweetness eliciting an erotic sensation I can’t refuse.
He pulls back, his voice a growl against my mouth, “Now, for the love of the gods, sit on my cock and ride me like a good girl.”
I swing a leg over his hips, straddling him—backward.I grin to myself as I lower, his cock nudging my entrance.
Aurelius snarls, his body tensing beneath me.
“Turn around,” he orders, voice lethal. “I want you looking at me as I fill that sweet, filthy cunt. Iwillsee you as I bottom out and take you to heights no one else ever has—or ever will again.”
“But I like the way you fill me from behind.” I pout, sinking lower so just his tip presses inside me.
A shiver runs up my spine, and suddenly, my legslock, refusing to obey my desire to move.
