Page 18 of Bed of Thorns

I felt the raw, burning pulse of desire and it took my breath away much like the man remaining aloft. I wanted to pull him down, to feel the weight of his body crushing mine, but he had other ideas in mind. I was his for the taking, the brush of his lips and the tenderness of his touches just the beginning.

Edmond kept his body aloft as he pressed his lips against mine, darting his tongue out only once. Then he moved to my chin, rubbing his mouth back and forth across my jaw. Every few seconds he glanced into my eyes, the light refracting off his highlighting angst and desire, the combination dangerous.

My body trembling, a moan remained stuck in my throat as he took his time inching down the side of my neck, swirling his tongue around my rapidly beating pulse. I could feel the pressure he was using but I tingled all over, goosebumps appearing along every inch of skin. I shifted my head from side to side, lifting one leg as the sensations increased. His light touch caused so many dancing vibrations that my nipples were hard and aching, my pussy wet.

“So beautiful,” he muttered in a scattered whisper, taking his time in allowing his tongue to slide down to my breast. He licked the underside then pressed his lips around my nipple, his hot breath skipping over the hardened bud.

With every passing second, I became even more aroused, the scent of my feminine wiles filtering into the air, mixing with his musky aftershave. Inhaling, the concentration of exotic spices and the deep woods was a powerful aphrodisiac. I could do nothing but gather his scent for hours, although I’d prefer his soft lips crushing mine.

When he finally licked around my nipples, I jerked up, a moan escaping. I wasn’t certain how much more I could take before I fell into a raw, blissful state of ecstasy. He was intent on exploring every inch of my body, shifting his weight onto his other elbow so he could reach my right nipple. Now he flicked his tongue back and forth then engulfed it, holding the tender tissue in his mouth.

“Oh… Edmond.”

He chuckled, the deep baritone showering me with wave after wave of prickles. I was a live wire, every inch of me extremely sensitive. It was as if he’d already memorized my most tender spots, the areas where his touch could cause the greatest arousal. When he bit down on my hardened bud, I stifled a scream, the hint of pain glorious. I finally looked at him, trying to catch my breath. He was mesmerized by what he was doing, enjoying every second of learning my nuances. And I knew he was shoving aside the past, forging a path into his uncertain future.

Maybe this would only be for one night, but the passion we shared would never be forgotten.

As he moved further down to my stomach, I tensed as I’d done before, but within seconds, peace washed through me, allowing me to finally relax. I had no idea how long he’d taken, teasing me with his tongue, peppering my skin with heated kisses, but when he slipped his hand under my thigh, lifting and bending my knee, I offered no resistance. A part of me wanted to close my eyes, pretending we were anywhere else, but I couldn’t stand the thought of not paying attention.

Of not seeing everything he did, experiencing every precious moment.

When he dragged his tongue along the underside of my knee, dancing the tip along my thigh, I clutched my hands around the sheets, the primal sounds coming from my mouth unrecognizable. I’d never felt so alive, the wave of jolting current flashing through every muscle, pushing me into another realm. I was barely aware when he’d gathered my legs into his arms, pushing back both legs. Then I realized my pussy was fully exposed. Moaning, I folded one arm behind my head, shaking involuntarily.

As with everything else he’d done, he remained gentle, but the hold on my legs indicated his hunger was far too great. I noticed his muscles were tenser than before, his breathing more scattered. As he blew across my pussy, my body convulsed involuntarily, but the scent of my desire was increasing, pussy juice trickling along the insides of my thighs. I refused to be embarrassed, yet my heart skipped several beats.

Edmond toyed with me for only a few seconds longer before swirling his tongue around my clit. Almost instantly, my muscles clenched and released several times, every cell exploding from fire and need.

The dark growl he issued indicated he was pleased. “Now, I feast,” he whispered. “Then I’ll take you as mine.”

The words were evocative, but I also sensed this wasn’t about one night. I’d never considered the possibility of anything else. This was only a fantasy, the crazy thoughts of unrequited love that every woman felt from time to time. He couldn’t be my forever for a dozen good reasons.

From day one, he’d managed to read my thoughts. Tonight was no exception.

“If you’re thinking about changing your mind, my sweet girl, it’s too late. There is no turning back.” With the words spoken in an unrecognizable dark voice, he buried his head into my pussy, his fingers digging into my skin.

While the words were as disturbing as what we were doing, the force he used to open my legs wider and the assault from his tongue dragged my attention away. I could no longer think clearly as wave after wave of pleasure tore through me. I tossed my head back and forth as he drove his tongue past my swollen folds.

Never had I imagined that a man could provide so much ecstasy by using his tongue alone. When he added a finger, darting it in and out, I was shocked that my pussy was allowing him full access, my muscles already stretching. I could feel something change in him, the darkness and loneliness he’d felt switching to something even deeper. I didn’t know this man. He was older. Harder.

Unforgiving.

He’d learned to take what he wanted when he was allowed, but this time he was making the rules. I had a feeling that disobeying them would result in an entirely different set of consequences. The thought brought a single trickle of fear, but I shoved it aside. Edmond wouldn’t hurt me. He didn’t have the capability of hurting someone he cared about.

Did he?

As he pulled my tender clit into his mouth, sucking as he added a second finger, pumping in several times, I was immediately thrown by how quickly he was dragging me closer to utter rapture. I might be inexperienced, but as the dazzling sensations increased, the tingles turned into additional jolts of electricity surging through me. Panting, I dragged my tongue across my lips, gasping for air, my toes curling.

He licked up and down, growling the entire time.

Still, a small part of me remained on edge as his actions became more aggressive.

Breathe. Just breathe. You’re safe. You’re protected.

I wasn’t certain the little voice chiming inside my head knew what the hell she was talking about. I sensed his urgency increasing, as if he was terrified that I’d fade away.

Yet the moment remained breathtaking, the combination of his tongue and fingers yanking me closer and closer to a precipice I’d craved for so long. The warmth spreading throughout my body quickly shifted into a raging fire storming through me, consuming every cell and tendon. That’s when I knew I was about to climax.

I slammed my fists against the sheets, wiggling. When the orgasm rushed into me, I jerked up with a single scream.

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