Page 21 of A Kiss From a Revenant
Eryx falls forward onto me. His hard body is cushioned by my much softer one. His lips find mine as his hands spear into my hair, anchoring me to him. My thighs open in a sweet burn to accommodate the stretch of him. Is this how it will feel once he is inside of me?
His mouth travels lower, nipping at my jaw before licking into the hollow of my throat. I moan, rubbing my nipples against the rigid plates of his armor. He tastes me fully—savoring every inch of my skin. I gasp as his mouth kisses between my breasts. Eryx smiles against me, and we lock eyesas he takes one of my nipples into his mouth. A moan falls from my lips. My back arches off the ground as he sucks the tight peak deep into his mouth.
Eryx’s other hand rises to tease my other nipple. Over and over, he works my breast with his tongue, alternating between hard licks and gentle nips. Switching his attention to my other breast, my eyes flutter close. Lifting my hips, my aching core flexes around nothing—desperate to be filled. I rub it against him, hoping to find any relief.
He leaves my breast with a pop and gently kisses down my stomach. Once he is at the cradle of my hips, he cups both my knees and gently pushes them even farther apart. Inhaling deeply, he throws me a wicked grin as he stares down at my wet flesh.
“I killed for this little wet pussy,” he snarls. “I’d do it a thousand times to have you spread out before me like this. A feast to enjoy at my leisure.”
Words escape me. All I can do is nod frantically as he stares at my feminine flesh. Inhaling deeply once more, I watch him lower his face between my thighs. Another deep inhale makes him shudder, then pull back. My eyes fly open as I whimper. Thrusting my lower half towards him, Eryx gazes down at me, chest rising and falling with quick breaths.
Fingers inch closer to my opening but quickly retreat. A frustrated growl leaves my lips, earning me a chuckle from Eryx.
“Desperate thing you are,” he sighs. “Beg.”
I gasp at the fire in his gaze, swirling to deep red. My pussy clamps around nothing, making me even more desperate than before.
“What?” I ask.
“Beg me to lick this sweet pussy. Make it convincing, and I might indulge you.”
My desperation makes me indignant, and I raise a brow.
“For someone who’s never been with a woman, you are quite confident in your skills. How can I be certain they are worth begging for?”
A wicked grin curves his lips.
“You’ll be the only one ever to call my bluff.” His fingers trail down my inner thighs. “Something tells me I’ll have no problem satisfying you.”
I bite my lip. I’ve never asked a male for anything—let alone begged one. However, Eryx isn’t just any male. He makes me feel safe—safe enough to shed the hard exterior I’ve had to craft to survive in the Snowlands. With him, I can be me and let this desire unfurl inside of me.
My submission comes easily enough, the icy walls of my trepidation melting under his stare.
“Please,” I whimper. “Please, Eryx. Lick me. I need it—I’m so desperate for you, I’m going out of my mind.”
My cheeks burn as do my eyes. The denial of my pleasure is making me crazed with lust.
“Taste my pussy. Claim it—it was always yours. Please. I need you.”
“And what do you need from me?”
“Your tongue.” I swallow thickly. “And your cock.”
Eryx chuckles darkly, his hands sliding up to grip my hips.
“Good girl,” he praises. “You shall have both tonight.”
Without warning, he scoops my bottom half clean off the ground. My legs fall over his shoulders as the cold metal of his armor presses into my flesh. A scream of pleasure is ripped from my lips at the first glide of his tongue up my slit. The sensation is far too intense to be explained. My hands grip the dress below me, and I dig my heels into his shoulders.
His lick is gentle—exploring—and is quickly followed by another. Then another. My eyes turn heavy at each pass of his tongue. The sensation is heavenly. Pleasure coils deep in my stomach.
Eryx growls against me as he devours. His tongue parts me and tickles my clit. I moan deeply at the new onslaught of pleasure. He alternates between tasting and sucking the pleasurable spot. My revenant is not practiced in his movements. Instead, he listens to my body’s responses. Trying out new ways to pleasure me and gauging my reaction.
When his tongue pushes into my entrance, I nearly lose my mind. It is a tentative taste at first as he parts me. My arousal and his wet tongue aid him in gliding deeper into me before pulling back. Again, he swirls that silk muscle inside of me, wiggling it just right.
“Eryx,” I moan, wriggling his grasp. “Please.”
His eyes burn bright, and his fingers press into my backside to hold me firm to his face. His tongue enters me again, stretching deep. My vision turns blurry as he continues to push inside of me. The burn is sweet, but I know it’ll be nothing compared to his cock. His tongue continues to stretch deep into me—farther than any tongue should. Wetness pools from my opening as his tongue retreats before thrusting back in.
