Page 77 of Bewitched By the Sea Monster
Thighs that werebare.
“You’re safe.” Alistair dragged that sinful voice over my brain when I started to squirm. “Pippi. You’re safe.”
“What’s…How…Wait!” I cried.
Because he’d pulled away.
“Wait!Don’t leave!” My hands scrabbled.
His fingers found mine and he held on, tightly, with the same force I was gripping him with.
But he still slipped away.
I dragged my nails into his knuckles, sobbing when I couldn’tfeelthem.
I might as well have been holding a wisp of smoke.
“Pippi…”
His voice filled me. But it was different this time. Strained. The exquisite groan of a man who’d been pleasured and teased to the very edge of release.
What on earth…?
And I saw him. Clear as day.
That long-limbed man lying beneath me, panting and groaning, his body slick with sweat, his muscles coiling, as I?—
No.
Goodness.
No.
This is wrong.
This is…
“Oh!”
The twisted, tortured sound clawed out of my throat as molten pleasure pooled between my thighs. A fire stoked by the soft scrape of a man’s tongue.
I arched, hissing.
Laughter rumbled from between my legs, sending pulsating vibrations through my core—an area that was nowscreamingwith the need to release.
I had never been this aroused.
Never.
Never had the suckle of a man’s mouth brought me so, so, so very close to orgasm. Not like that, anyway. Thatsuddenly—the fierceness of it stole my breath and made my vision blur.
The mouth moved away, and the sudden coolness between my legs had me twisting and sobbing. Until those warm lips touched my brow. My cheeks. The tip of my nose. My lips. Soft, nuzzling kisses. Playful, in the way they tickled and shaped themselves into a smile whenever I giggled. Comforting, in the way they murmured words against my skin. Words spoken in Alistair’s voice that didn’t make any logical sense—random phrases slapped haphazardly into sentences—but that were spoken with such reverence, they left me dizzy.
They were words meant to befelt.Not heard.
Expressions of loss and hope. Declarations of love. A plea for connection, and whispers of relief when affection was given freely.
It was thrilling. Heartwarming. Arousing.
