Page 24 of Claimed By Stone
It was as if I could see the moment snap in him. "Little flame, what are you asking?"
“I don’t know, but I know I want you to kiss me again … and…”
“And what?” he encouraged.
“And maybe more?” I asked, looking into his eyes, my plump bottom lip trapped between my teeth.
He lifted me and carried me to the table. "If you'll allow me, I will worship this perfect body until you vibrate with desire. When you finally give over to it, you will feel real."
"Yes! Please! That! I need that."
A grin I’ve yet to see for more than a second spread across his face, but then it dropped slightly, leaving a heated gaze in its place.
"Well, you should have asked a long time ago. I've been craving you since I first saw you," He said in a low rasp.
He knelt before me as I ran my hands through his dark brown hair.
"If I do anything you don't like, you need only say stop."
I nodded before I cupped his face and pressed a kiss to his lips. While we had kissed before and had been affectionate, it had never felt like this before. I found myself desperate and needy for him. He opened his mouth, and his tongue licked my lips. It was as if a fire ignited inside of me.
I opened my mouth to him as he licked into it, and his hands began to roam my body. They slid down, pulling my dress off my shoulders as he trailed his kisses down the column of my neck. The feel of his tusks scraping my neck had heat pooling deep inside me. Yet he kissed further still until he wrapped his long, agile tongue around my nipple.
My back bowed as a cry of pleasure escaped my lips. Then he sucked that same nipple into his mouth while his hand began to pluck the other. The warmth of his mouth and the strength of his fingers pulling at my sensitive nipple were driving me to the brink.
Then that hand moved lower, parting my legs. My core was molten hot. I was on fire for the orc on his knees before me. His hand traced up my thigh until it settled on the mound of my sex. I felt so empty. I needed him to fill me.
He dipped a finger inside my wet slit and groaned.
"Gods, you are so wet. You needed this, didn’t you? You should have said so, my little flame. I will give you a release whenever you need," he growled out.
I was near vibrating with need as his big, strong fingers slipped back up to rub over my slippery clit. I cried out again.
"Yes, I need this."
That seemed to do it. He spread my legs wide and pulled my ass to the edge of the table. He looked up at me with a smirk before lowering his head. Then he began to feast on me. His mouth closed over my sex, and a cry ripped from my lips. I'd never felt anything so decadent in my entire life. I felt like every nerve ending was pulled tight.
I felt alive.
My hands gripped the edge of the table as he devoured me, slowly driving me over the edge. His long tongue lapped at my core before flicking quickly over my clit. Then I felt one of his massive fingers at my entrance. It slowly pushed in. The pleasure of his tongue and the stretch of his thick finger was like nothing I had ever experienced before.
"Gods, yes, Thavros," I cried out, his name like a prayer on my lips.
He worked his finger in and out as his mouth continued to work, filling me with more pleasure than I'd ever known.
"Can you take another finger?" he asked, looking up with those deep brown eyes.
"Yes, please."
He added another finger inside of me, and the stretch felt amazing. I knew it was going to make me sore, but I couldn’t be bothered to care. Then he licked my clit with the flat of his tongue, and the pleasure was building even higher. I could scarcely contain it.
Then, as he worked his fingers in and out at a climbing pace, he sucked my clit into his mouth.
I came apart. My release ripped through me, and I threw my head back in a cry of pleasure. The Crystal below us pulsed in time with my release as the light filled the space.
He continued to lick and work me through each wave of pleasure until I was a boneless heap on the table.
Finally, I was able to sit back up and see him. He had done it. I felt more alive than I'd ever felt.
