Page 73 of Trapped for Her Blood
He groans, gripping my waist tightly, and then he licks my throat, the heat and pressure of his tongue sending a ripple of intense need straight into my core.
He leans back and puts his hand on my chest. Not fondling my breasts, just resting it there as if he’s feeling my heart. “Just know that your sexual desires should never be a reason for guilt or shame. And there are possibilities in this world beyond you being forced to pick between men, or women, who please you.”
Glowing inside, I lean in for a kiss, but he turns away.
“What’s wrong?”
He shakes his head. “Just saw something from another angle.”
“It’s okay if you don’t want me to be with Zuben or Axel again.” I’m flattered and disappointed at once.
“That’s not it.” He rests his head against mine. “I just realized how badly I failed you.”
“What? How did you fail me?” I cup his face, loving how the tendons in his jaw shift under my palm.
Shrugging, he looks at me with pain in his eyes. “My refusing to marry Octavia. It was fucking selfish. If I’d gone through with it, I’d could’ve talked her into releasing you. You might be out of here by now.” He shakes his head, his eyes broadcasting pain. “But the thought of fucking her, even kissing her.” He shudders. “I couldn’t do it. All I could think of was you.”
My chest fills with emotion and a long intake of air. “Ryker, you weren’t selfish.” I stroke his cheek; let my fingers slide across his lips that quiver under my touch.
“How could you say that?” I ask softly. “Look at all you went through for me.”
Turning in his arms, I straddle his body, and his erection rises between us. I lean against it, loving the pressure on my belly and loving even more the reaction I see in his eyes—his worry obliterated by heat.
I reach down to lift my dress, but he’s way ahead of me, and the garment is off and on the other side of the cave before I can even grasp the fabric.
My breaths come fast and my body heats as I rub my belly against his hardness, as his hands explore my back and my ass, and we look into each other’s eyes.
My body is eager, so ready… All I’d need to do is lift up, adjust my position a bit…but he’s holding my hips close to him, in a position that won’t let his cock go where I want it.
It doesn’t matter. As eager as I am—beyond ready—I don’t want any of this to pass too quickly.
And our connection, the way I feel in Ryker’s arms and under the intense scrutiny of his eyes… It’s strange, but as wonderful and strong as our bond feels, instead of shutting out thoughts of the others, it brings Zuben and Axe back to mind, making me even more grateful that Ryker’s not jealous. Grateful but confused.
“Are you really okay that I like Zuben and Axe?” I ask, loving how his hardness feels pressing into my stomach.
“You should have everything you want.” Gripping my hips, he pulls me in even more tightly and pulses, his hardness aggressively stroking my belly.
“I plan to give you anything—everything—you desire. And I’m going to start giving youeverythingright now.” His voice is deep, almost threatening. “I’m going to give you things you don’t yet know that you want.”
One of his fingers traces through my butt cheeks. I tense up at the new sensation, but as he continues to stroke me back there, it feels strange but so good I can barely breathe.
“But let’s get one thing straight,” he says roughly, his finger now circling my butthole.
“Yes?” I can barely make sounds. Can barely imagine what he’s planning to do to me, or how it might feel.
“Now.” He frowns, seeming fierce and savage as he looks deep into my eyes. “Today, as Ifuckyou.” His hips thrust and his finger presses my butthole as he says the word fuck. “The only man you’re allowed to think of is me.”
I nod.
“All you’ll think of,” he growls in my ear, “is my cock and the punishing things it’s going to do to you after I feed.”
He takes hold of one of my nipples.
Arching, I moan into the feelings that tighten every muscle in my body. I want him inside me, now, but his finger is pressing so hard against my asshole I can’t move.
With just three fingers, one on my ass and two pinching my nipple, Ryker is fully in control of my body, my every movement… and yes my every thought. There is no one but him. Nothing but his cock.
I tip my head to expose my throat.
