Page 37 of In Her Blood
He raised his head, meeting her gaze for a second before letting his eyes take in the rest of her semi-sprawled and fully nude form. Technically, he’d seen her naked. He’d seen it as recently as a week prior. But this was a vastly different circumstance than that shower scene and she was pretty sure he hadn’t let himselflookthat time.
He groaned and pushed up to his knees, then higher, until he was tipping her against the bedding once more with an arm curved around her back. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said against her lips, his tongue sliding into her mouth.
She whimpered against him.
He didn’t linger, retreating from the kiss and dragging his hands down her body in a way that kept her from properly catching her breath. The next thing she knew, he was kneeling again and settling her knees over his shoulders. He slipped a hand between her thighs and stroked two fingers over her, touch heavy enough to torture but not to give her the release her body so desperately craved.
Still, she gasped. It was just one touch, and it felt like lightning.
“Damn, baby,” Otto said, his voice thick. He pushed his fingers past her outer folds, stroking the length of her in a semi-circular pattern. “Your pretty pussy’s dripping for me.” He dipped two fingers into her opening, just a little, then retreated. “Be a shame if I let this go to waste.”
Evelina rolled her hips in an effort to encourage him. “S-such a shame.”
Otto leaned forward and pressed his face to her pussy, suddenly eating her out with a ferocity that matched the way he’d kissed her earlier. His tongue was everywhere, sweeping and circling and teasing. He sucked on her clit, she felt a brush of teeth, more soothing passes from his tongue—all of it, repeatedly, driving her to the brink of madness.
In what felt like seconds, Evelina was moaning and writhing and choking on pleas for more.
Then he plunged those same two fingers fully inside her and began finger-fucking her without removing his mouth. His fingers curled as he sucked on her clit again, and everything exploded. Her hips came off the mattress and she was pretty sureher legs locked around his head. But he didn’t stop. His tongue kept working her, teasing and soothing in equal measure.
Evelina sighed as her orgasm ebbed, her body relaxing, only for the sensations of continued pleasure to seep past the fading euphoria. She pried her eyes open and found his head still quite thoroughly buried between her legs—not an altogether displeasing sight. “O-Otto,” she called, her voice as unsteady as her breathing.
Otto flattened his tongue against her clit in a long, hard lick that had her squirming in place. Then he retreated, pulling her legs from his shoulders and pushing to his full height. His face glistened in the daylight that streamed in from the open window beside them and he licked his lips. “I think from now on, you sit on my face at least once a day.” He reached for his belt, nearly ripping it free before loosening his pants.
Evelina swallowed, somehow nervous and excited at the same time as she watched him strip. Her blood still thrummed through her veins, and the idea of having him pleasure her as he just had on a regular basis nearly had her eyes rolling back in her head. Needing to do something, lest she reach down and play with herself before he could return to her, Evelina began shimmying around on her bed for a better position. And her mouth popped open. “If you fuck as good as you eat, maybe I’ll consent to letting you have your way with me whenever you want. As long as it doesn’t intrude on my campaign with the clan, obviously.”
Otto grunted, yanked the comforter she had been semi-consciously trying to push aside out of her hands and down to the foot of the bed, and looped an arm around her waist.His breath was hot on her skin, cascading down her neck and shoulder, when he said, “I don’t mind you being in charge out there, Lina, but behind closed doors? You’re mine.” He dropped her on her back onto the mattress once more, kneeling over her, his larger frame nearly blocking out the sunlight. “You know what to do if you want that to change now.”
Her heart felt as though it were about to burst from her chest. Somehow, she’d never imagined Otto would be so possessive. But she absolutely loved it.
Her gaze raked over him as he knelt between her thighs, finally as naked as she was. It was surreal. She’d wanted this—wanted him—for so long, but she’d spent years shoving aside her emotions for fear of what they would cost. And years of willfully ignoring her desires made it almost hard to believe they were becoming reality.
She was never doing that again. She would own her feelings, starting immediately.
“Otto,” Evelina said, reaching out to curl her fingers around his arms as she settled her gaze on his burning stare. “You have to claim me properly before you talk like that.”
He growled low and reached down, hooking his arms beneath her thighs to spread her wider. “Whatever you say.” He slid against her once, coating himself in her as much as he was taunting her. Maybe even warning her. Then without preamble he slammed inside.
Evelina cried out, her back arching as he filled her.Holy fuck!She’d seen with her own eyes that he was large, but inside, he felt so much bigger. Pleasure spiraled through her, sparking like electric dominoes, and she melted. He felt so goddamngood. Her hands grasped for better purchase even as he started to move, both of them moaning. “Otto—fuck—please, more!”
His hands anchored over her hips as he thrust in and out of her. “Feels so good, baby,” he said with a groan. He gave her a squeeze, then moved her legs to curl around his hips and lowered himself until they were chest-to-chest, their breath mingling. The adjusted angle had him hitting different spots inside her, drove him deeper, and his arms came around her in a nearly crushing grip. “You’re fuckingmine, Lina.” He started kissing her neck. “You hear me?”
She clawed at his back, barely able to keep her eyes open from how good it felt to be in his arms and have him absolutely crushing her with his ecstasy. “Yes,” she panted. “I’m yours.” He pulled her lips to his for a wet, sloppy kiss, but she couldn’t quite stop the words. “Yours”—he bit at her lip, his cock sinking deep within her—“Otto!”
Her orgasm seemed to trigger his own, as a moment later he broke the kiss and roared with his release.
Even as their heart rates settled, and her breathing began to stabilize, he didn’t release her. Didn’t move, other than to drop his head to her shoulder. She kept her arms curled around him.
Her mind spun. That had definitely not been a sex dream. “Otto…” He’d just—theyhad just—That really happened!And she’d let him come inside her. That was one line she’d never crossed before, always too fearful of the repercussions. She knew, technically, she was protected. Her IUD was good for another year and a half or so. But having the IUD had neverstopped her from insisting her partner rubber up, either. Not before Otto.
Her fingers dug into the backs of his shoulders. Did she regret that?
Otto rumbled and his lips met her shoulder before he pushed himself up to his elbows. His brow dipped in the faintest of frowns. “You okay? Did I hurt you?”
She blinked at him. “Hurt me?” Her mind replayed what they’d done, and all the much more precarious positions they hadn’t attempted. “How could you have—”
He brushed his fingers over the side of her face, as if brushing away a hair. “I got a little rough at the end there.”
Evelina smiled, remembering how tightly he’d held her. She glided her hands up to cup his jaw. “I’m fine. And even if I had a bruise or two, I wouldn’t be mad about it. You can always fuck me again to make it up to me if you feel it necessary.”
