Page 87 of Warrior's Captive
:Sealed, Master:
Vivian’s mouth dropped open. House . . . sounded likeher. A husky, naughty, very well satisfied her. “When did you change House’s voice? Wait—master?”
He only smiled and asked, “Do you know what I want, what I’ve been tormenting myself with for weeks now?”
The conversational tone of his voice was a lie. She shivered. The chokehold he kept on his emotions loosened, began filtering through their connection.
If this muted inferno was what it felt like now, how would it feel when they were fully bonded?
“It will be more,” he said. “No, I can’t read your mind. Your face tells me everything.”
“I should work on that.”
His thumb caressed her bottom lip. “After tonight, we’ll only be able to hide from each other with effort. It doesn’t work like that for all bonded,” he added. “The bonding never works exactly the same way.”
“That’s why no one could ever tell me what to expect, what it meant. I thought everyone was being evasive.”
He shook his head. “No, they just didn’t want to lie to you.”
She opened her mouth, drew his thumb inward and suckled, their gazes locked. His eyes flared; he withdrew the thumb and replaced it with his fore and middle fingers, and after his skin was completely moistened, he pulled away again, only to lower his hand to her entrance. And with one quick movement, slip inside.
Vivian inhaled, trembling. He hooked his fingers inside as his thumb pressed against her clit, and he returned his weeks of torment, fucking her with his fingers as his thumb rubbed her clit faster and faster. Bringing her to the brink of orgasm and then drawing away.
She blinked, staring at him, mind scrambled, but he just raised his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. “That,” he said, “is what I’ve been imagining for weeks. How you taste. Well—that’s one of many things I’ve thought about.”
“Tai’ri . . .”
He smiled, a little cruel, a little smug. “Did you think I was going to let you come so easily? No,yada’ami,I’m going to draw this out.”
“Mayleen will wake up.”
“Then we’ll pause, and when she goes back to sleep, resume. I will take my time, no matter how you beg me.”
She sat up, her streak of usually well-hidden rebellion sparking. “Maybe you’ll be the one begging me.” She cupped his erection, full and heavy through his pants, and began to unfasten his clothes when he put a hand on her chest and shoved her back down.
He clicked his teeth at her. “I don’t think so.” Tai’ri dropped to his knees. Took her ankles again and spread her legs impossibly wide. “Scream if you want. I insist.”
A cruel, talented, greedy tongue invaded her body. Her hips bucked as she ground against his mouth, instinctively tugging her ankles. He didn’t let her go, licking up and down her folds with relish, latching onto her clit and suckling. When he delved into her core she grabbed his head, fingers burying in his hair and holding him to her.
“All this syrup for me,” he murmured, returning to her clit, his mouth glistening.
He really was determined to drive her insane. He knew just the right pressure, just the right timing to bring her body to the precipice . . . and then back away, leaving her wanting. She writhed, willing to beg, willing to do anything.
“ . . .anything, Tai’ri!” She’d said that out loud?
He laughed softly. “Anything? Hmm. That’s an offer.” He kissed his way up her body. Her clit throbbed, her inner walls trembled and burned with a need for release.
“Anything.”
He grabbed the edge of her tank top and peeled it over her head. As she tried to pull her arms out, in a quick twist of movement he wrapped her wrists in the stretchy cloth, turning the tank into a binding, her arms over her head.
Leaning back, he admired his work. “There. So pretty,yada’ami.Even with you glaring daggers at me.” He pursed his lips. “Fine. You’ve been patient. What would you like?”
“To return the damn favor,” she growled.
Tai’ri laughed. “Why not? It’s not like I can’t end this whenever I want.”
“Undo this.” She lifted her arms.
