Page 96 of Nemesis
He clenched his teeth. A deep growl rumbled from deep within his chest. He finally released my wrists, a tingle running through my fingertips as the blood rushed back.
He pressed the now cool barrel against my core with more pressure this time, his free hand landing on my hip with a punishing grip.
“You’re about to take my punishmentagainlike the good girl you are, since apparently you didn’t learn your lesson the first time around,” he ordered.
My back arched in response, my arms flinging around his neck, clinging as he started working my hips against the railing.
The tip of his tongue snaked out, licking a trail up the column of my neck to my ear, his facial hair grazing my scorched skin.
His teeth gently nipped the sensitive skin beneath my ear, a wracking shudder passing through my body at the thought of him giving me more of his markings.
My nipples tightened against the silk of my dress, catching his attention. He lowered his face to bite down on one, sucking it through the fabric.
“You’ve deprived me of these for too long. My mouth has been aching for days to worship them again, coming every night just at the vision of your body writhing beneath my licks and nips.”
He alternated his relentless sucking, wetting the fabric as he guided me back and forth, the friction from the railing against my slippery skin drawing out both pleasure and pain.
My knees grew weak from his ministrations, his thigh between my legs the only thing keeping me upright. My teeth sank harder into my lip at the image my mind conveyed of him alone in bed, coming solely at the idea of his mouth being on my body.
I only realized I’d split flesh when a tang of copper hit my taste buds, a strangled noise slipping through at the taste. He raised his head at the sound, then slipped his tongue out to lick a drop that was trailing down my chin.
This must be what insanity felt like because I was grinding against a weapon, but I couldn’t bring myself to care enough to stop him.
I just want to feel. Want him to consume me.
Another noise escaped me and I squeezed my eyes closed, my movements turning more frantic. He slid his palm down my hip and over my butt, gripping my ass to slow my movements.
I then heard a sudden thud, realizing he just dropped my gun to the ground when the previous weight against my cunt disappeared.
“If you’re gonna come, it’ll be on something that’s mine. Not something you’ve used on him. Now, be a good girl and open wider for me,mi alma,” he ordered between heavy breaths, nudging me with his knee.
An unintelligible noise escaped me at his praise, sending my thighs falling farther apart.
“You drive me fucking insane, Sofia, you know that?” Suddenly, he pushed two fingers inside me, barely giving me room to adjust before he added another one.
I sucked in a sharp breath, letting my head fall forward. Shoving my face into his neck, I muffled my moan. He removed his hand from my ass to grip my chin, lifting it so I was now looking at him.
“Don’t you dare deprive me of your sweet sounds.” His fingers inside me picked up their pace, each thrust deeper than the last. “Give them to me,mi alma, I want to hear you.”
I moaned loudly, pleasure washing over me in intense waves.
“I spent seven years looking for you. You’ve marked my body, my soul. And when I finally found you, you decided to run from me again,” he growled, pulling out his fingers completely before sinking them back in again.
I could clearly hear the suctioning sounds as he continued fucking me relentlessly with his fingers, prolonging my pleasure, embarrassment flushing my entire body in response to the loud slurping noises.
“What if your plan didn’t work, Sofia? What if you got injured or worse, got yourselffucking killed?” He let go of my chin, his palm slapping against the steel wall behind me.
I had barely come down from my high when he angled his fingers in a way that sent my eyes rolling to the back of my head, a moan slipping free past my lips, my hands tugging the curled pieces at the nape of his neck.
“What would I have been supposed to do if that had happened?”
His vulnerable tone hit me square in the chest and I brought my gaze to his, noticing wetness gleaming on his cheeks.
Fuck, what have I done?
I moved my hands from his neck to cup his face and leaned forward, sending his fingers shifting inside me.
I pressed a light kiss to his lips. “Losiento mucho,mi cielito. I didn’t want to lose you if my plan took a wrong turn. I couldn’t risk losing you,” I whispered, my heart lodging in my chest, emotions clogging up my throat.
