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“Whatever you and I do together, we can’t do with anyone else but each other,” he whispered, his voice pleasantly husky.
I shivered and looked back to his lips. I wanted them on mine again. The feelings he stirred within me were exhilarating—strange, but exhilarating all the same. I wanted to pounce on him and claim his lips again, but with him being a creature of actions, I had to be careful with my behaviour lest I did something wrong or offensive to him.
And his words… He wanted to be intimate only with me.
That… That kind of sounded like mates? Was that what he meant? Couldn’t be. He was a Spider—
A loud, high-pitched whine escaped me when he caressed my pointy left ear with his fingertips. I fell limp on top of him, and instead of snapping at him or shoving him away, I found myself rubbing against him, trying to mix our scents together.
He was still and stiff under me, but he continued to toy with my ear, his heart beating wildly. Eon's actions seemed hesitant and deliberate when he tilted my head back by my hair, exposing my throat to him. Then his hot tongue dragged up my skin, from the dip of my collarbones to just below my chin.
I squirmed more, my small fingers curling over his wide shoulders. When he licked my throat the second time, he did it with less hesitation.
Eon let go of my hair, and my head fell back to him, my eyes staring into his before my attention was back on those red lips. As if I’d voiced my want, he raised his head and connected our lips, but he separated them far too quickly.
I made a sound of protest.
“Do you wish to kiss me again?” he asked.
I shivered at how deep and gravelly his voice had grown, my fingers itching to grab and touch.
I nodded slightly.
“Then kiss me.”
I hesitated for a moment, glancing into his eyes for permission. Eon nodded his head, and with all my nervousness, I softly pressed my lips to his.
It didn’t take long before the kiss turned into something more as our tongues teased and stroked and tangled. Each time his tongue attempted to slip into my mouth, I’d push back with my own tongue and attempt to take control. He’d kiss me a little harder and hold me a little tighter, and I’d do the same, mirroring his every move.
It was almost a game, a game I was quickly growing addicted to.
My hands travelled up until they finally had the freedom to feel his silky cherry-red strands. A soft, low sound vibrated at the back of my throat as his hair slid through my fingers. So soft, it tempted me to pull on it, and I did.
Eon mirrored my happy sound but deeper. His lips became rougher but I didn’t mind. Every touch sent my body humming pleasantly. One hand gripped the back of my neck, keeping my lips attached to his while his other hand slid down my body and went to my thigh. His wandering hand slid under my skirt before he flipped us around so that I was under him once again.
He was all I could think about, all I could feel. My small palms explored his strong, wide chest, my memory working to memorise every curve, every dip, and everywhere those muscles would ripple when they’d feel my touch.
Feeling him and having him touch me filled my blood with a rush that left me breathless, mindless, something that had me quivering and gasping for air because it wasn’t enough and I wanted more. I couldn’t think about anything but his heat, his solid form on me, his large hands keeping me close, his warm lips and his wet tongue and his raging heartbeat against me.
When Eon broke our lips apart this time, I didn’t argue. I couldn’t since my head felt so light and my lungs wailed for air. He licked under my jaw, and I arched into him, unintentionally baring my throat to him while my hair slid away from my ears. His lips left a burning trail as they travelled to my left earlobe, and when he licked it softly at first, Isqueaked.
Not the ears,nottheears.
He did it again, this time with less softness as he carefully nipped and tugged on my earlobe with his teeth. I shook and panted, clawing at him with desperate hands that didn’t know whether to pull him closer or push him away.
His hands fell down my body like fire, leaving warmth and tingles in their tracks as they gripped my hips and pulled me down to him until my legs were forced to encircle his waist. Still, he was leaving space between us, and he was doing it deliberately for some reason.
“Leave m-my ears a-alone!” I demanded, blinking quickly as my eyes watered.
“Why?” he murmured against my skin, tugging on my left earlobe with his teeth and massaging my right one with his fingertips.
I closed my eyes and made another long, high-pitched sound of objection, my body almost becoming numb, almost surrendering to him.
“E-Eon, please!” I hurried to grab his hair, tugging on it and hoping he’d move back. He didn’t. He toyed with my ears with more pressure, and Icompletelyfell weak under him. Even keeping my eyes open became difficult.
His lips curled up. “Where else should I touch then?”
He stroked firmer, and I squeezed my eyes shut. “Not the e-ears, please!”
