Page 45 of Taming
Big palms push against my breasts from over my shirt, his thumbs rubbing slow circles over my nipples.
“Don’t make a sound, My Tamer. Wouldn’t want your Prince to catch you being mauled by a dragon.” Warm hands push down the collar of my shirt until his rough palm brushes against my breast.
Mauled by a Dragon.I nearly roll my eyes but, instead, my eyes roll back in my head as his mouth covers my nipple entirely. A hushed gasp parts my lips as my head tips back against the wall.
He thinks he’s so fucking smart.
This was a set up all along. He had no intention of going with the Prince.
My fingers push against his hair, holding his head in place as he sucks hard before rolling his tongue against my sensitive skin.
A shaking moan hums through me, and it’s then that I make a choice.
Like I said, I only use my magic in life or death situations. This feels like one of those times, I think.
With a wave of my hand, dark smoke eases from my palms. It’s unseen among the shadows, but I feel it as it veils us.
Rime doesn’t seem to see it. And I’m not going to make him aware of it.
I’m not going to distract him. Who am I to interrupt him when he’s showing his talents?
“You taste so fucking good.” The rasping sincerity in his voice hums along my skin, making me shift against him.
My skirt brushes against my thighs as he lowers himself. His soft lips press to my abdomen. His teeth rake sharply against my lower stomach as he pushes my thin skirt and underwear down. When the skirt pools at the floor, he takes my thigh and pushes it up until my foot is propped against his smooth shoulder.
The pounding of my heart is all I hear until the Prince’s voice distracts me for only a moment.
“Just go look for her. I’ll wait here.”
“Fuck,” I whisper.
A humming laugh shakes through Rime
I almost say the angry thoughts that are flooding my mind. Until a cold breath fans against my inner thigh. Tingles rush all through me. Rough palms grip my hips as his lips skim ever so lightly against my skin just above where I want him most. Another cool breath sends a shiver across my flesh before a heated and searing breath consumes my sex. He’s toying with me, and it’s making me crazy.
I’m nearly shaking and he hasn’t even touched me yet.
His mouth presses against my sex, and he licks me hard, spreading me with his tongue, swirling against my clit until I cry out just like he wants.
My magic holds on to every sound I make, holding it close for only us to hear. It intensifies every shaking breath I take, and the sounds of my pleasure only seem to fuel him on.
He groans against me, and the feel of it shakes into me, making my legs weak. Palms push against my ass, and he holds me to his mouth as he devours me so deeply I can’t seem to catch my breath. His mouth fucks me in a carnally rough way. His tongue rolls against my folds before he sucks hard, his teeth scraping just enough to make my sex clench forcefully with the intensity of my orgasm. The moment I come, the moment my sex starts to clench around nothing, he sucks harder. His tongue seems to move quicker now, tasting every part of my orgasm until I can’t even think straight.
His name is like a curse on my lips as I rock my hips against his mouth once more before relaxing into the feel of the release.
“So fucking good.” One more chaste kiss slides against my sex and I can’t decide if it feels romantic or animalistic.
He finally lowers his hands from my body, and I feel the space between us like it’s more distance than I’ve ever seen.
My breath comes in heaps as I wait for my heartbeat to settle within my chest. That sparking energy is alive between us, making me feel more connected to him than I am with even myself.
I suppose I was wrong about Rime knowing a little too much about what a fake orgasm sounds like …
The sound of my heavy breaths is all there is until the Prince speaks once more.
“You’re sure it was her?”
“Is there another woman walking around the Kingdom with an forty-foot dragon, my lord?”
