Page 56 of A Lion's Heart
He kissed her there, softly at first, dragging his tongue over her skin while she arched her back to give him better access. This was exactly what she needed. She’d tried to take Shya’s advice to have a date with him, to get to know him better to see if they were a good fit. But that question seemed as if it had already been answered. They fit just fine, which was why he knew exactly where to touch and what to kiss to keep her wanting more.
When his teeth scraped over her, Nisa sighed. The Lion, she thought as her eyes finally drifted shut. He’d been fierce in that room as he’d pulled that man away from her. So strong and ferocious. And she’d loved it. Every second of seeing him in action had drawn her closer to him. Sure, she would have handled the man if she’d had to, but she hadn’t. He’d come in like a savior, and while Nisa knew she didn’t need saving, she’d loved watching it unfold regardless. His eyes had pierced through her, just as they had only seconds ago. Her fingers dug into the skin of his back just before he pulled away from her all together.
“I want to taste you again,” he growled. “I can’t get your taste out of my mouth.”
He was between her legs now, pushing them farther back. Nisa hadn’t removed her panties or her bra but that hadn’t mattered. With one tug the swatch of cotton had been removed and she was bared before him. Decan dipped his head down so fast, his tongue moving so wildly over the damp folds of her pussy she had to catch her breath. And when she did, Nisa planted her feet on the bed and pumped into him with every needy thread in her body. Her teeth clenched, head thrashed on the bed as he licked and sucked, thrust his tongue inside, toyed with her clit and started all over again just in case she’d forgotten what he’d done. She never would forget. As long as she lived, Nisa was certain she would never forget how good this felt.
When his fingers joined in, slipping through the rapidly flowing juices at her center to ease slowly into her rear, she gasped. This was a different sensation. A devilishly different one that had her pumping wilder.
“I want you here,” he grumbled. “Right here. I want to be buried so deep in you I can’t remember the time or the place.”
As he spoke he pressed two fingers into her, spreading them slowly, stretching her. Nisa gripped the sheets, her jaguar’s claws cutting through the material. He used his other hand to touch the tight bud of her clit. Rubbing there and thrusting in the rear drove her absolutely insane. Her teeth extended, pressing into her lips as she struggled to keep from screaming.
“If you want me, this is what you get,” he said then. “This is everything you get.”
The finger slid down from her clit to sink deep inside once again. Nisa didn’t know which felt better. Either way she was completely full of him and she wasn’t sure she could stand it.
“Tell me to stop,” he said and the icy tone of his voice stilled her.
“Tell me to stop and leave this room. Don’t come back. Don’t look at me. Don’t want me.”
Despite his words Decan never stopped touching her. He never stopped either of his fingers from working her, stretching her, pleasing her.
So while her body hummed with pleasure, her mind tripped over his words. What was he saying? What did he mean?
The sharp prick against her inner thigh had her eyes jolting open. Raising up on her elbows she heard him growl just as she looked down to see the eyes of his lion staring back at her. His teeth were bared, his lips pulling back from them in a motion that would have been frightening to some. To Nisa, however, they only made her want more.
“I don’t want you to stop,” she told him as her legs trembled and juices dripped from her pussy.
He blinked and for a moment she thought he seemed confused. But he moved again, this time biting the inside of the opposite thigh. It stung and the pain shot through her so quickly and so intensely that her arms shook with the force of it. Just as fast as he’d bitten her, Decan’s tongue came out to lick over the spot, soothing the pain and sending heat soaring through her instead. She let her head fall back and moaned. His fingers were still inside of her and they began to move again. Nisa trembled, her release coming in a powerful spasm that lifted her lower body off the bed.
His growl was low but rumbled through her reaching every corner until she felt like he was actually a part of her.
“You have to leave me,” he told her. “I’m no good for you.”
Her mind was still hazy after that fast and furious orgasm, but she heard him and she ached for him. It was the sadness in his voice that opened her eyes once more. Decan was a fierce lion and a soldier. He wasn’t sad or weak, or needy in any way. Except that there was this overwhelming sensation in the pit of her chest that said differently.
He was pulling his fingers from her, moving as if he were going to leave her. Nisa sat up and wrapped her arms around his waist pulling him back onto the bed. When he was on top of her, looking at her with confusion she flipped him over, straddling him.
“Now, you can get ready,” she told him.
She’d never done this before, but she’d thought about it. Ever since that night they were in the dining room at Keller’s place. When he’d been standing just a few feet away and his crotch was eye level with her lips. The urge to reach out and find his length had been so strong it had almost pushed her right off that chair. But she hadn’t been bold enough then, wondering what if he’d pushed her away. Now, she didn’t have that fear. He was hot and long in her hands as she slid down his body and took his length. She’d wondered how they’d managed last night, as she recalled how full she’d felt when he was inside of her. Complete, might have been a better word.
“Put it in your mouth.”
It was a command in a voice that brokered no arguments.
She stared down at the thick head of his cock and felt her mouth water, the folds of her pussy becoming soaked by her creamy essence.
“Now, Nisa,” he spoke, this time his voice ragged, tortured.
That spurred her on and Nisa opened wide, covering him with her mouth, taking him deep as his hands flattened on her head to hold her down.
“Yeah, right there,” he moaned. “Stay. Right. There.”
She did for another moment, adjusting her lips, her throat, everything to him. Pulling back slightly she moved her hand up his rigid stalk and stroked while licking his tip.
“More.”
