Page 12 of The Magic of Destiny
“You want to feel these teeth in your skin, Firefly?” he asked, his eyes darkening to pitch black.
“Yes,” I moaned when he pressed his hardness against my center. I was already so wound up from Cam's teasing earlier that I wanted anything Faris would give me.
“Can I kiss you?” he whispered, voice deep and husky.
“Of course, we just were,” I said, confused.
He shook his head. “Not your mouth. Here.” Faris' fingers danced over my breasts, and it was like being touched with a livewire. My hands moved to the hem of my shirt and I tugged it up to my neck, revealing a deep purple, longline balconette bra. It was something new I'd ordered, and I loved the way it sat at my waist.
“Fuck,” Faris grunted, his eyes tracking over every detail. “These babies have been calling to me.”
A breathless laugh left my mouth as he buried his face between my tits and sighed. My fingers sank into his hair. I loved touching him, getting to be the one he explored with. Simple touches and kisses suddenly felt fresh and new, because with Faris, it was new. The fact that I was the only woman his hands and mouth had been on ramped up my desire to suffocating heights.
“They're as big as my face,” he murmured, the sound muffled since he still hadn't come up for air.
“Mmhmm,” I hummed.
His face popped up. “Imagine all the babies you'll be able to feed with these.” He grinned, and my mouth fell open.
“Wait—What?” I asked, shifting slightly.
“It's good, Firefly. You'll need this ample bosom for when we start filling you with our babies,” Faris clarified.
Most men would never talk about such a thing. Most men would flinch at the mention of babies. The gleam in this man's eye told me—yet again—that he wasn't like most men.
“Faris, I... Why are you talking about babies?” I exclaimed.
His brow pulled together, making him appear boyish. “Why not? I quite like the vision of you being round and glowing. The thought of not only marking you with my seed, but knowing you're growing a baby? Maybe my baby? Firefly, it's the single hottest thought I've ever had.” He rocked his hips, and his cock felt hard enough to pound stone.
My eyes widened, and I blinked owlishly. Pretty sure what he was describing was a slight kink of some kind.
“I'm taking precautions, Faris. Now isn't the time for babies,” I said gently, not wanting to hurt his feelings.
“I can still pretend.” He grinned down at me. “One day, though…”
I smiled at his ability to be positive at everything. “Yes, Viper. You can pretend.”
“Great. Now, let me kiss these beauties,” he said, dropping his mouth to the swell of my breasts. His lips were warm and soft against my skin. I tried to free myself from the confines of my bra, but my hands were swatted away. “Mine,” he grumbled.
In a quick move, he'd pulled both cups down and underneath my boobs, pushing them up. “Gods, I want to eat you up. Look at these,” he rasped, reaching out to tweak my nipples. The look of absolute wonder on his face was quickly catalogued in my brain as one of the best things I'd ever seen. He pinched and tugged, causing me to squirm and whimper. “Just a taste,” he whispered, leaning in and wrapping his lips around one of my now stiff nipples. I jolted at the sensation and moaned as his tongue swirled teasingly.
“Farissss,” I hissed when a fang brushed my sensitive skin.
“Delicious,” he said, around a mouthful of boob.
He moved to the other breast, showering it with the same attention. I was quickly working up to a frenzy, my hips bucking against his pelvis. When he released a guttural groan against my nipple, I thought I was going to fall apart without any further stimulation.
“Firefly,” he rasped. “You feel so damn good against me, using me for your own pleasure. Rub against me harder, little mama. Take what you need.”
“Shit,” I cursed, his words spurring me on and causing me to push against his shoulder so he'd roll onto his back. I quickly settled over his cock and wiggled down, getting that sweet friction exactly where I needed it.
“That's it, work your pussy on my dick,” Faris ordered, his hands finding my tits once again.
“Gods damn,” I moaned. “Wanna feel you inside me.”
He pushed up against me. “Not yet, little mama. I've got plans for when that happens.”
“Feels so good. I'm so close,” I gasped, my chest heaving in anticipation of the sweet release I was chasing.
