Page 94 of Shattered Veil
Brigid presses her body against mine, her curves molding to my harder planes. I can feel the heat of her through our clothes, stoking the fire in my veins. My hands roam down her back, cupping her ass and pulling her closer.
She breaks the kiss, panting.“Marius,” she whispers.
I smirk.“Yes, little bird?”
“I want...” she trails off, biting her lip.
“Tell me,” I demand, voice low and rough.“What do you want?”
Brigid’s cheeks flush, but her gaze is steady.“You. I want you.”
Those words send a shot of lust straight to my cock. I crush my mouth to hers again, kissing her hard and deep. She moans, the sound vibrating against my lips.
My hands slide underneath her top to caress bare skin. Brigid arches into my touch, her skin hot under my fingers. I break the kiss to trail my lips down her neck, nipping at her pulse point. She gasps, tilting her head to give me better access.
“Marius,” she softly utters.“Please.”
I smile against her skin.“Please what?”
Her hands fist in my shirt.“Touch me. I need...”
“What do you need?” I pull back to meet her eyes, heavy-lidded with desire.
Brigid swallows hard.“Everything. I need everything.”
I cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples. She moans, pressing closer.
“Like this?” I ask, pinching lightly.
“Fuck,” she breathes.“Yes.”
I capture her lips again, swallowing her gasps as I continue to tease her nipples. Her hands clutch at my shoulders, nails digging in. I stop kissing her, trailing my mouth down her neck.“This needs to come off,” I growl.
Brigid nods eagerly, lifting her arms so I can pull the shirt over her head. Her bra follows quickly after. I take a moment to admire her bare torso, drinking in the sight of her heavy breasts and smooth skin.
“Beautiful,” I murmur, before plumping both breasts up with my hands and lowering my mouth. I swirl my tongue around her nipple before sucking it into my mouth. Brigid cries out, her fingers tangling in my hair.
“Oh god,” she gasps as I lavish attention on her breasts.“Marius, please...”
I smirk against her skin.“Please what? Use your words, little bird.”
Brigid whimpers.“Touch me. I need you to touch me.”
My hand slides down her stomach to the waistband of her pants. I pop the button open and slip my fingers inside. Brigid’s hips buck as I stroke her through her underwear.
“Fuck, you’re so wet already,” I groan.
“For you.”
Her words make my cock jump.
I slide my fingers under her panties, groaning at the soft, wet heat I find there. Brigid gasps, her hips rocking against my hand.
“That’s it,” I murmur, circling her clit with my thumb.“Let me make you feel good.”
She whimpers, clutching at my shoulders. I capture her mouth in a deep kiss as I slip two fingers inside her. Brigid moans into my mouth, her inner walls clenching around me.
“Marius,” she pants, breaking the kiss.“Oh fuck...”
