Page 23 of Song For His Siren
"Well, that doesn't seem very kind," he said with a playfully cocked eyebrow. His finger traced along her bed until they found her knee. Just like that, all the playfulness gave way to lust. She scooted back to the other side of the bed and patted the space next to her. The bed dipped as he sat next to her.
"I know it's cramped in here."
"It's perfect," he said as he bent his head to press a small kiss to her mouth.
Calli's hand fisted in his hair as she laid back, bringing him down with her. They both settled into each other with their mouths still connected in a kiss. He lay on his side and pressed one more kiss to her lips before pulling back to look at her and take her in. No one had ever looked at her the way he did. Partof it made her want to hide away, but mostly, he made her feel beautiful and wanted.
Living her life on the road, Calli hadn't had much time for romance. She definitely found plenty of men willing to warm her bed and take care of her needs during their stops, but it was never anything more than that. This felt different. It should scare her, but she was so into this man...orc... whatever he was. The timing of this with the ending of the band and her not knowing what was next seemed perfect, but things were very rarely perfect in her experience.
"What's going on in the pretty head of yours?" he asked as he tucked her hair behind her ear and pressed a kiss to her neck.
"I don't know... I guess I'm just thinking of the timing of all this. But I'm done thinking right now," she said as he continued kissing further down her neck. He gave a rumble of approval without taking his lips from her skin, and she couldn't help but smile.
Her hand traced up and back, and she could feel his muscles shifting beneath his shirt. She began to undo the buttons of his vest. Finally, his lips left her neck long enough for him to help her take off her vest. As her fingers began to pull at his shirt, he was happy to help take that off too.
"I need you. Right now. Because even though none of this makes sense, somehow, everything I feel with you feels right."
"I agree," he said, cupping her face. "This feels right."
He bent his head and kissed her. They both sat on the bed. The air between them was charged with whatever it was that existed between them when they touched, and Calli was hoping to do a lot more than touch.
She laid back and he was more than happy to stretch out as much as he could next to her. This was a small bed, but cuddling close to him wouldn't be a burden. Her hand traced his now-bare chest as his breath turned into little pants.
The effect she had on him made her smile. Letting her hand trace lower down his abdomen, a groan escaped his lips. She began to kiss down his large chest, and her hand traveled further still to the waistband of his pants.
His hand stilled over hers. "No, my pet. That's not how this is going to work. At least, not the first time."
"What?" she asked him, confused. She gave a good blow job. She knew that, and it had never been refused before. "I want to."
"I want it too. But first, I intend to give you pleasure."
"Well, if you insist."
He cocked an eyebrow, "I do. And I am going to take my time and enjoy my first taste."
She sat up and slipped her sweatshirt off her head as his hands began to explore her body with reverence. Reaching behind her back, she undid the clasp of her bra and let it fall. The hunger that filled his eyes warmed her, but when his mouth pressed a kiss to her chest between her breasts then sucked a nipple into his mouth, that warmth was a blaze.
She cried out as one of his large hands held the other breast while his other hand was on her back, pressing her into him. He popped off her breast and looked up at her. "I have to taste you," he said as he flipped her on her back.
"Yes," she gasped as she started to push down the waist of her leggings. He peeled them off her in one quick movement. Before she was aware of what was happening, he was kneeling between her legs. Her knees fell open, and a low rumble came from him as he leaned forward and smelled her.
"Did you just smell me?"
"Yes, my pet, you smell divine, like summer berries. Do you taste like summer berries?"
While she highly doubted she smelled like summer berries, she couldn't help the heat pooling deep inside her. "There's only one way to find out," she said.
A gasp escaped her as he lowered his head and pressed a kiss to her seam. "You are intoxicating," he said with another sniff.
Before she knew what was happening, he dragged his tongue through her slit, and she was on fire.
"Oh my god, Dru." Her hand fisted in his hair as he continued to lick her like she was the best thing he had ever eaten. Finally, his tongue made its way up to her clit, and her back arched off the bed. He looked up at her from between her legs. All she could see over the mound of her belly was his eyes. His eyebrow was wickedly cocked, and she could tell how much pleasure he was taking in this.
Then, his wicked tongue began to work little circles over her clit. The build inside of her was intensifying. When he slipped a thick finger inside her aching core, her head fell back, and her fist twisted in the sheets. She was so close. Then, his lips closed around her clit, and he sucked it into his mouth as he slipped another finger inside her. That was all it took; she broke and pulsed. She watched in awe as he licked up her release like it was the best thing he had ever tasted.
"Oh my god, Dru. That was incredible."
He crawled up next to her, kissing his way up her body. She was still lying on her back, panting. He tucked her hair behind her ear and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips.
