Page 34 of Love Bites
"Would you like me to bite you?" Talon's tone was almost teasing.
"Fuck you."
"That's a bit of a leap." Talon's breath brushed my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. His teeth tugged at my earlobe and I desperately wanted them to move back a few inches, down to where my blood was rushing through my artery.
"You've bitten me before, haven't you?" I asked, talking only to distract myself, because if I didn't... fuck, I was going to break.
"You enjoyed it."
Yeah, I could believe that. Even if my brain didn't, my body obviously remembered it. "Does everyone enjoy it?"
"Not quite the way you do." I thought Talon was smiling when he said that.
"Do you think that's because I'm special?" I made myself ask, but try as I might, I couldn't really focus on the conversation, not while Talon's hands opened the fly of my pants. "You're not playing fair."
"You want me to stop?" Talon asked even as he cupped me through the fabric of my underwear.
I arched back into him and closed my eyes. Wasn't like I could see much in the dark anyway.
"Still waiting for a response," Talon reminded me, his breath tickling my skin. "I can stop if you want me to," he said, but he still wasn't playing fair because he nipped at my ear at the same time and how the hell was I supposed to tell him to stop doing that when it felt so damn good? My breath hitched. The truth was that I didn't want him to stop.
Honestly, he could do whatever he wanted as long as he didn't erase my memory of it afterward.
Not feeling very confident in my verbal skills just then, I reached down to lay my hand over Talon's, and then I lifted it to stick it inside my pants. I wasn't giving him permission to bite me, but I sure as hell wanted to feel his hand on me. Nothing wrong about that, right?
Talon took his cue from me and wrapped his fingers around my dick. A shuddery breath escaped me when he started stroking me. I'd been rock-hard from the moment he'd put his lips to my neck.
I'd dreamed of this almost every night for the past month, only to wake up with a painful erection. I'd thought my dreams were intense. Now I realized they couldn't hold a candle to the real thing. Talon squeezed my cock and my thoughts blanked. I'd never gone from zero to a hundred this quickly and I was pretty sure my pulse was breaking several speed limits.
And it only got worse—or better?—when Talon licked a trail along my neck, following the line of my artery. My heart thundered in my ears, beating so hard I thought it might be trying to hammer its way out of my chest.
Usually when a hot guy had his hand on my dick, that was all I could focus on. The tightness of his grip, the motions of his hands...
This time though, my whole universe narrowed to that point of my neck that Talon was touching with his tongue. Whatever else he was doing became secondary, like the background vocals to the song he was making my body sing.
I got the feeling that he knew exactly what he was doing too. His hand slowed on me. He'd been close to making me blow my load before, but now it seemed he was content just keeping me teetering on the edge.
But I was pretty sure that if he bit me now, it would push me over.
God, I wanted him to bite me.
Which of course, he wasn't going to do because I wasn't gonna ask him to do it.
Sometimes I hated myself. And him too, for getting under my skin, and for making me feel this way, like a pressure cooker in desperate need of release.
"Yes or no?" Talon's words fell hot against my skin. I squirmed, but not hard, because I didn't actually want to break free. His solid body felt good against my back. I especially liked that hardness that poked my thigh. I wasn't the only one getting off here.Almostgetting off. I ground back into Talon. He inhaled sharply. For a second, I thought he was gonna break. That he was just gonna bite me and give us both what we wanted.
Sadly, the bastard had an ungodly amount of self-control and did absolutely nothing.
Except for repeating his question. "Yes or no?" he asked again.
It wasn't fair. It really wasn't.
But I needed him to bite me like I had never needed anything.
"Do it," I hissed before I could change my mind.
Talon didn't hesitate. His fangs sank into my skin and my mouth opened in a silent scream. Silent only because I couldn't produce sound anymore, my senses completely overwhelmed by sensation. Even though my eyes were closed, my vision grew white. I felt as if I'd been standing on top of the world's tallest roller coaster and now I was in free-fall, going down. Only it wasn't adrenaline pulling at my gut but endorphins. The rush of pleasure drowned out everything else. For a small eternity, it was the only thing I could feel.
