Page 18 of Arion
Thank goodness. She let out a long exhale, but stopped breathing again when he kissed her mound, shocking her.
“Daddy…”
“No secrets, remember?” He kissed her there again. Between her legs. He inhaled deeply too, smelling her. And then his lips parted and he flicked his tongue over a spot that made her nearly jump off the bed.
Arion was grinning as he rose off her and began to unbutton his shirt. “Don’t move, Bella. Not an inch.”
She was panting.
“I won’t take off my pants. I promise. Just my shirt. I want to feel my chest against yours. I want to make you feel good so you’ll know how it’s going to be between us.”
She licked her lips as he revealed his chest. She didn’t have brothers, and her father didn’t wander around the house without a shirt on, so she wasn’t overly familiar with the male body. Not even the chest.
The valley where she’d spent her entire life was a modest community. She knew this because they were taught about it in school. Boys didn’t wander around shirtless.
Arion’s chest was chiseled and hard in contrast with her softness. She wasn’t sure what she’d expected, but he was so broad and strong. His muscles bulged. She shouldn’t be surprised. After all, he was an Alpha Protector. They didn’t come in size small.
Arion set his hands on either side of her and met her gaze. “I want to tell you something, Bella. I think it will ease your mind a bit.”
She nodded acceptance.
“Your body is the first one I’ve ever seen or touched in the flesh too.”
Her eyes shot wide open. She hadn’t expected that. “Really?”
“Yes. Most of my people save ourselves for our mate the same as she does for us, with one possible exception.”
She couldn’t breathe. What exception?
He lifted one hand and lowered his gaze as he circled a nipple, making her whimper and arch. “Have you ever played with these pretty little buds, Bella?”
She shook her head. “No, Daddy.” Her mother had told her years ago that she should save all her exploration for her intended mate. Let him provide her first pleasure.
His finger grazed down her body, stopping at that throbbing bundle of nerves he’d touched before. “What about your pussy, Bella? Have you played with this little clit before? Have you pushed your fingers up inside your tight channel?”
Her face heated a thousand degrees as she shook her head.
“I wouldn’t blame you, nor would I be mad, Little mate. I know it would have been hard to ignore the curiosity. I’m just asking so I’ll know.”
She swallowed and looked him in the eye. “I haven’t touched myself, Daddy.”
“And that’s the exception.”
She lifted her brows in confusion.
He smiled. “I have most definitely given myself pleasure hundreds of times, Little mate. Over the past year as I’ve switched to thinking of you as a woman, I’ve thought ofyouwhile I stroked my cock until my come shot out of the tip nearly every day. I thought of you here like this, beneath me, panting and hot and willing and so very sexy. I made myself orgasm to the visions. And now I’m going to make you orgasm so you’ll know how good it feels.”
She shivered. His words were her undoing. It was hard to focus. And she didn’t have the foggiest idea what an orgasm was or how he was going to make her do it.
When he lowered his face to her chest again, he wasn’t nearly as gentle. He licked her nipple and then sucked it into his mouth.
Jezebel cried out from the shock and the electrical pulses that raced all through her body.
He cupped that breast and flicked the nipple with his thumb as he switched to the other. He moaned around her soft mound, and her eyes rolled back as he circled her tight nipple with his tongue.
Without hesitation, he quickly kissed a path down her tummy until he reached her sex. Grabbing her hips to hold her down, he suckled that tight bundle of nerves next. What had he called it? Her clit?
Her vision swam as she bucked and arched under him. He was far too strong for her to escape, but she couldn’t keep from wiggling around. She couldn’t decide if she wanted more or for him to stop. Something was happening to her. It was just out of reach and frightening.
