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I begin to run the tips of my fingers through her hair, feeling each individual strand as it passes between my fingertips. The sensation is soothing and calming. Her hair is so soft and glistening, like strands of silk reflecting off of the moonlight.
I slide my hands down to her shoulders, letting them rest there for a moment before continuing on around to her back and then up again, tracing the curves of her body with gentle caresses. She melts into me, her body melting into mine as we fall into an intimate embrace filled with warmth and love.
We stand there together in the darkness, surrounded by the dimly lit night sky; both of us overcome with emotion. I don’t really know what to feel — the sensation of her flesh on mine, the pleasure of friction, it all speaks of the animal within me. We don't speak; we don't need to -- our connection transcends language itself.
I reach my hand down to her most intimate of areas, feeling the wetness that has started to accumulate. I start by drawing circles around her clitoris with my index finger, gradually increasing the speed and intensity as she starts to moan quietly. I can feel her hips begin to move in time with my finger as she gets closer and closer to her ultimate pleasure.
I continue stroking and teasing her clit until I am confident that she is close, then add a second finger inside her while simultaneously grabbing and pinching her nipples, eliciting an almost animalistic response from Quinn. Her body trembles and quivers with ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her.
When her shaking stops, she leans up against the kitchen counter. “I guess I should have been more prepared,” she says.
“I feel like I owe you an apology,” I offer.
Quinn shakes her head. “No apology needed.” She bites her lower lip.
“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable–”
“Caspian, I’m fine.”
I straighten up. “Good, I like taking my time with my prey after I’ve caught it. I’d hate to have to fight with you.”
“Is that a warning?”
“It’s a fact.”
Quinn looks up at the ceiling, frowning. “What if I don’t want to submit to you?”
A thrill shoots through me. “You’ll find that I can be good at restraining.” Her lips part, her cheeks turning pink at the suggestion.
I touch the amulet around her neck. “But I imagine you want to be a good girl,” I say into her ear. “What awaits you is pleasure beyond anything you’ve ever imagined.” I touch her cheek and turn to walk away.
17
QUINN
“Quinn! Over here! I already got a table.” At the far end of the diner, Rory waves to me.
I wave back and start making my way over. When I invited Caspian in last night, I’d completely forgotten that Rory and I had breakfast plans. So, I guess it’s lucky he didn’t stay very long. Although I would’ve gladly canceled this if it meant more of him.
As I approach Rory, I tighten the scarf around my neck. It’s much too warm for a scarf, but getting a little sweaty is better than the alternative. No amount of makeup will cover the bite and I don’t want to hear Rory worry about it.
“So,” I say as I sit down. “What looks good?”
“Are you okay, Quinn?”
“Yeah. Of course. Why?” Rory gestures silently at my scarf. “Oh, I’m just a little cold.”
“It’s seventy degrees.”
“Hmm…” I bury my face in the menu.
“I can use some magic to warm you up.”
“Oh, I’m fine.”
“You know… Quinn, you're acting like my little brother when he was in high school and came home from a date with a hickey.” Rory laughs for a second before realization washes over her face. “Oh Quinn… No…”
“I’m just cold.”
