Page 69 of Wicked Designs
Godric tookin Emily’s appearance; a startled creature in a light, filmy chemise, her hair pulled up. Hereached for her but only to remove her hair comb and set it on the bedside table. Her hair spilled around her shoulders. He ran his hands through it, admiring its silkiness.
She mesmerized him like an ancient goddess. He’d been with some of the most beautiful, sought after women in all of England, yet never in his life had a woman held him captive like this. It had everything to do with the way she whispered his name, the way she smiled, and the things that ran through her head as she talked of her dreams. She was not just a warm body to bed. Emily was infinitely more to him. She was real.
He moved his hands up to cup her face, then tilted her head back and plundered her trembling mouth, then dragged her closer to him.
He held her, the heat of her both arousing and soothing. The last thing he wanted was to frighten her, yet here he was ripping her clothes and growling like a damned wolf. His need to have her, to make her his was fast overriding rational sense. But his actions were also rooted in a new fear—losing Emily. She’d become impossible to do without. Godric’s arms tightened around her, as though letting go would erase his protection.
The scent of her hair, like fresh-picked flowers, enveloped him, soothed him. She was here, in his arms, safe.
“Don’t be afraid,” he murmured. His mouth brushed along the line of her jaw to her neck.
Emily sighed, reaching her arms up around him, trying to pull him closer. He took advantage of her distraction by sliding her chemise up. He continued tokiss her until the thin cloth was near her neck, then pulled it up over her head. A gasp escaped her as she tried to cover her breasts. Godric caught her wrists and slowly lowered her back against the bed. He pinned her wrists near her waist.
“Godric… I don’t think I’m ready to do this.”
“I’d never hurt you, darling. Please believe me.” He placed a soft kiss at the corner of her mouth, teasing her. He wanted only to keep her safe, keep her happy. He wouldn’t dare risk losing her now.
Emily writhedin mounting pleasure as he slid his hips into the cradle of her thighs. His mouth descended on hers. The heat of his kiss sent thrills through her. She heard in the tone of his voice that he wouldn’t hurt her, but her heart was reluctant to believe it.
“Please, Emily, trust me to take care of you. I need you.”
Emily pushed at his chest. “You need my body.”
Godric pulled back, his emerald eyes drowning her in the endless glints of light. “It’s more than that. It has always been more. From the first moment, I knew you were mine, body and soul. Forever.”
He twined a loose lock of her hair about one finger, spooling the gleaming coil in a mixture of playfulness and tenderness that undid her. “You’ve bewitched me, Emily. I’m under your spell and I never wish to wake. Don’t deny me the right to worship you, goddess mine.”He sealed his plea with a soft circling of his lips over hers, leaving her desperate for more.
Her body sparked to life. Every nerve, every muscle twitched in anticipation of that pleasure she’d yet to experience. It was a gift for which she dared not ask. All that mattered now was Godric. The power of his body, the dance of his tongue, and the ache that built between her legs.
Godric nestled his body against hers, rocking forward, pressing himself against her. Emily struggled to breathe, her lips still his prisoners as he slanted his mouth over hers. His teeth nipped her lips while his hands slid up the length of her outer thighs, pressing down with slight pressure. When he finally gazed down at her breasts, he moaned at the sight of the rosy nipples budding for him.
“I’ve been waiting to taste you for so long.” He laid a trail of kisses from her neck down to her breasts. When he took the breast into his mouth, Emily arched into him as it sent violent tingles down her spine.
His mouth encircled her nipple, tongue laving the taut tip until Emily dug her hands into Godric’s hair, urging him to continue. Godric abandoned her breast and reached up to catch her hands, returning them back to the bed near her hips.
“I am not going to give you what you desire just yet.”
“No?” she gasped.
He chuckled as he kissed her collarbone. “No. It is time I punish you for your escape attempts.”
His tongue flicked out and licked her skin. Emily groaned. “If this is punishment, let me admit to othersins, so I might atone for those too.” His heated laugh captivated her with its burning sweetness.
Godric moved his mouth down between the valley of her breasts, past her belly and towards the dark triangle between her legs. He slid off the bed, kneeling between her legs, using his shoulders to keep her knees open as he kissed her inner right thigh. Emily’s vision blurred as he moved slowly towards her wet core.
“Godric…”she whimpered as, at last, his mouth moved between her legs. As his tongue swirled sinful patterns into her throbbing flesh, she cried out his name again. He growled, loving the sound of his name as it ripped from her lips in desperation.
Godric was so tight in his breeches he could barely think. He knew he shouldn’t bed Emily. He had to stop tasting her, had to stop before he went too far and pounded himself deep into her. She was a virgin, an innocent, and the first time would be painful. She needed the calm, sweet kisses of a lover, not the violence of a man possessed. Godric was on the verge of regaining control when Emily moaned loudly urging him to continue.
He nipped at the sensitive bud of her arousal, gasping himself as she cried out with pleasure. Godric released her hands as he stood to free himself from his breeches. If he wasn’t inside her soon he’d lose himself as he had this morning.
Her eyes widened as he kicked his breeches away and stood before her completely nude.
Emily stared at his arousal, eyes glowing with fascination. “Godric, are you going to—”
“Emily, I know this will hurt, but I’ll be as gentle as I can.” His voice was strained as he parted her knees gently.
Emily wriggled as he settled over her. “Do you promise?”
