Page 139 of Their Lethal Pet
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll warm you up properly first.” I grab her knees to spread her legs wider, needing her to accommodate my shoulders. “We’ll take it slow. And I’ll check in with you along the way.”
Because the last thing I want to do is hurt her.
“Okay,” she whispers. “I trust you.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
ALINA
I trust you.
Sera is the only other person in this world I’ve ever said those three words to. She’s the only one I’ve ever felt I could truly trust.
But when I spoke my heart to Orcus just now, I meant it. I trust him. I trust Flame. And I trust Reaper.
These fae are mine just as much as I’m theirs.
Orcus smiles down at me, his hard body illuminated by streams of moonlight coming in through the branches. He’s positively stunning, his muscular physique chiseled in all the right places.
And his wings.
Dear fae,his wings.
He resembles an angel of the night, his black plumes reflecting the moonlight and giving him an intimidating glow.
But I’m not afraid of him.
Or his giant cock with the large bulb at the base.
Fae, that’s never going to fit.His girth rivals Flame’s, but Orcus is longer. His head is also… thicker.
I doubt I can even wrap my hand around him. However, before I can try, he crawls over me and cages me beneath his strong body.
Then he kisses me.
Reallykisses me.
His tongue masters mine, telling me to submit without words. So I do. I simply accept him. Acceptthis. And allow him to lead me into a sensual dance.
He’s gentle in a way I didn’t expect, his palms stroking up and down my sides before moving to my breasts.
“Gods, all I want to do is worship you,” he breathes, his fingers pinching my nipples as he begins kissing a path down my neck. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for you, Alina. I refuse to rush this. I’m going to take you slowly. Thoroughly. Make you beg me to come. And only then will I give you my knot.”
A tremble works through me, my body coming alive beneath his hands and his mouth. He’s so hot anddominant. I can feel him holding back, his aggression on a tight leash. He’s all Alpha male, and I’m the one who was built to handle him.
But true to his word, he eases me into it.
Kissing. Licking. Nibbling.
Fae, I’m on fire for him.
Every inch of me is consumed by his need, my limbs shaking as he focuses his attention on my breasts. He sinks his teeth into one while he palms the other, his tongue chasing away the sting of his bite. It didn’t break the skin, but it was close.
“Harder,” I whisper, wanting to feel his claim. He explained to me the other day that he’ll need to bite me to properly connect us, yet he’s teasing me now, dragging his teeth along my skin and eliciting goose bumps in his wake.
“Just deciding where I want to mark you, Omega,” he murmurs before capturing my other peak with his mouth.
My legs squeeze around his, sweat beading along my limbs. He’s driving me crazy on purpose. First with this hunt, then fighting me on the ground, and now this… being gentle, yet in charge. It’s a quiet dominance, one he’s allowing to simmer as he gradually introduces me to his preferences.
