Page 73 of Lion Conquers All
He walked her backward until he had her pressed against the front door. His hands went to her ass, and he cupped and lifted her from the floor, guiding her legs to wrap around his waist.
His hardness pressed against her and she ached to feel more. To take him inside her. She couldn’t remember ever feeling aroused around a man before Aarav. But she was now, and her body knew exactly what it wanted.
More.
His mouth was at her ear now. He nipped and licked and bit his way down her neck to her collarbone.
One of his hands strayed to a breast and kneaded and pinched at a nipple until it was hard and aching like her insides. Then he switched hands and woke the other breast right through her shirt and bra. The fabric rubbed at her sensitive flesh, and she wanted it gone. She wanted to feel his skin against hers.
“Aarav, please.”
“I won’t move too fast. I won’t hurt you.” He spoke against her skin.
“I know.”
He growled. A low sound that started in his chest and vibrated up and out of him and through her. He gently removed her legs from his waist and let her feet slide to the ground.
Her muscles were like jelly, and it took a moment for them to remember how to hold her weight. She leaned against the door and watched him in the dim light of her home.
He yanked his shirt off and she swallowed hard. The pure maleness and power made her pulse skyrocket. He was beautiful and deadly and the hungry look in his eyes made her body weep with need.
Aarav dropped to his knees in front of her. His fingers made swift work of the button and zipper on her jeans.
She held her breath.
He looked up and held her gaze. Waiting. And watching—like he could see her every thought as it passed through her mind.
“Everything inside me aches for you, Aarav. Please.”
He pulled down her jeans and panties and the cool surrounding air rushed over her dampness, making her shiver. Anticipation and a little fear skittered over her skin, raising gooseflesh everywhere.
She stepped out of the pants.
He tossed them to the side and then he gazed at her, as if her naked body was a beautiful sculpture to be appreciated.
Aarav ran his hands up her calves, along the curve of her thighs, all the way to her butt. His touch was slow and tender and careful. He wasn’t asking for permission, but she knew he was giving her time to adjust to his touch in new places.
He leaned forward and kissed a long white line that wrapped around her left thigh like a snake. Pain flashed through her mind. The memory of the whip and the voice of the man who went with it threatened to pull her out of the moment.
Her heart sped up.
Then a familiar vibration coursed through her body. The vibrating purr reached her ears next. The pain and the bad memories faded to the background, replaced by the pleasure of Aarav’s mouth on her skin. His hands stroked her ass and the back of her thighs. The warmth of his breath flowed over her mound.
“Are you back with me,shuarra?”
“Yes.”
He rumbled again and then brushed his lips over her sex. “I need to taste you.” Then he buried his face and tongue between her folds. Everything came to life at once. She yelped at the unfamiliar, but very pleasant sensation of his tongue flicking over her clit, and then diving into her vagina.
Over and over.
He repeated the sensation like he couldn’t get enough of her. Like she was the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted.
That thought alone was so heady it brought her right to the edge of a climax almost instantly. He liked what he was doing. His pleased groans and the way his hands kneaded into her ass, pulling her closer, said everything.
She screamed.
Her insides detonated and fire curled in her belly. Her head swam in the dizzy feel of flying. Her whole body shook and then tightened, and the pressure released again, this time sending her even higher.
