Page 37 of Mentor to the Marquess
Thel stared at her for so long, she worried he had not heard, but then he flipped the loops from beneath the mattress and closed them around her ankles, pulling them until she had a few inches of movement.
“What now?” Thel asked.
“Blindfold me with your cravat.”
Thel jerked off his neckcloth and held it in his hands. “Are you sure?”
She wasn’t, but she had to do something. She couldn’t allow the earl to haunt her every waking hour.
“I need this, Thel. It’s the only way I’ll be able to forget what happened here.”
He crawled across the bed and draped the fabric over her face, then tied it behind her head. It wasn’t enough to obscure her vision, but being unable to see made her more attuned to the sounds in the room. She felt the dip of the bed as he crawled onto it.
Her heart raced. The anticipation was as sweet as any kiss. She wanted to be entirely filled with him, with his tongue and his fingers and his cock.
When his chilled fingers touched her ankle, she jerked. But he only caressed her foot, then took her big toe in his mouth and sucked. A jolt of lust shot through her. He lifted her skirts and trailed kisses to her quim, then peeled her apart layer by layer. He rasped her clitoris, curling his tongue around it in a movement that had her hips rocking.
“More,” Olivia whispered.
He pressed his fingers between her nether lips and pierced her in one swift movement. She rocked her hips with the rapid thrust of his fingers, riding him until she was lathered in sweat.
“Take me, Thel,” she said. “Claim me.”
His fingers vanished, and she cried out for need of him, but then something broad and smooth pressed between her thighs. She nudged as far down as she could, but he remained tantalizingly against her entrance.
He pushed in a fraction, just enough for him to feel his fullness entering her, stretching her tight. She squirmed on his cock, trying to take more of him, but he held her hips down onto the bed and slid in another fraction.
He was so big. He stretched her more than any man ever had, inch by tortuous inch, until he lifted her hips and pulled herthe rest of the way. She tried to wrap her legs around his waist, but they snagged on the restraints.
She wanted him to move, to take her until she could think of nothing else. Instead, he drew himself back as slowly as he had entered her. When he was nearly out, he plunged back in. She thrashed her head back and forth, panting. She loved having him so deep. Being at his mercy.
“Please,” she said.
He filled her so deep, and she could do nothing but take it as pinned as she was. She clung to the sensation of him inside her, tightening the muscles in her abdomen to make the sensation that much sweeter. Still, it was not enough.
“What do you need?” he whispered.
Tension coiled in her abdomen but would not come free. It happened sometimes, when her mind was not engaged, like she was floating above herself rather than inside her body.
“Use your mouth,” she said.
Her sex dampened as he pressed gentle kisses along her clavicle. His beard rubbed against her sensitive flesh and made her back arch. He tugged the top of her gown and her corset down and touched his lips to her nipple through her shift, then drew back on a gasp.
“Yes, it’s what you think,” she said. “They are even more sensitive this way.”
Thel probed her with his tongue, exploring one of the many holes pierced through her anatomy. It was one of the few wounds the earl had given her she was not ashamed of.
There were several interesting things one could do with bosom rings and chains that enhanced pleasure.
She looked forward to introducing Thel to all of them.
At last, she unwound around him with a sigh, the pleasure coursing up her back and curling in her belly.
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Thel’s vision went white as Olivia’s sheath fluttered around his cock. He had intended to hold on to his release, but the evidence of her pleasure tipped him over the edge. He thrust deep and spent himself, then rode the waves of pleasure along with her.
Several minutes later, he slipped out of her and untied her restraints. She immediately curled against him, laying her head on his chest and splaying one leg across his hips.
