I’m almost tempted to leave them on just to see what he’s going to do, but I only have this one pair and I hate going commando. BuK helps me slide them down my legs, only for his eyes to devour me. “Perfect,” he whispers against my throat as he presses open-mouth kisses along my neck. “So, fracking perfect.”
BuK’s hands continue their exploration, calloused palms rough against the soft skin of my breasts. When his thumb brushes across one peaked nipple, I arch into his touch, and moan low in my throat.
“Tell me what feels good, Briar. Do not hide from me.”
It takes me a moment to realize what he’s asking me. I’m no stranger to sex, but to be asked what I want, what brings me pleasure … I can barely process that, but when his lips close around my nipple, the spike of sensation has me reaching for his horns, pulling him closer.
“That’s it.” “Yes, just like that, my love.”
His voice seems to rumble against my sensitive skin, and the sudden praise sends heat spiraling straight to my core, and I can feel my body quivering slightly.
“So responsive, so beautiful.”
BuK takes his time with my breasts, and by the time he starts kissing his way down my belly, I am trembling with need and something deeper. I grab onto his horns when he settles betweenmy thighs. The sight of him there with that devastating smile and those huge shoulders pinning me in place is overwhelming. BuK presses gentle kisses to my thighs, making his way up to my center, slowly, torturously, leaving a slick, blazing line along the way.
“Are you ready for the next round?”
“Oh, I’m more than ready for a rematch.”
The first touch of his mouth against my core nearly has me jerking away, the shock of pleasure so much it hurts. His mouth seals over my clit, his tongue flicking and swirling in a rhythm that steals any rational thought.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“Don’t you dare stop.” My spine arches, and I grip the twisted bedding under me. His hot breath blowing against me when he chuckles has my toes curling.
“Never. I could feast upon you for risings. If the Lord of Light took me right now, I would die happily between your thighs.”
That response was not what I was expecting. The sound of BuK’s voice, filled with his honesty, breaks something open in me that I’ve been holding back all my life. Years of keeping my heart guarded crumble, and I know I would fight the gods to stay by his side.
When BuK pushes one long finger inside my tight channel, that combined with the perfect pressure of his mouth and fingers, sends me spiraling toward something I’ve never experienced before. “Yes, beautiful, fall apart on my fingers.”
The dual sensations have me arching against his mouth, chasing the pleasure building in my core. He adds a second finger,curling them both inside me, and I cry out. When my climax crashes, it’s with an intensity that brings tears to my eyes. My body convulses around his fingers as wave after wave of sensations roll through me. BuK doesn’t pull away … he just gentles his touch, wringing every last ounce of sensation from me until I’m boneless and shaking beneath him.
He crawls back up my body, pressing soft kisses on my skin, his fangs running lightly up my sides. When he reaches my face, I can taste myself on his lips, sweet, salty, and new. His hands are all over me as his cock presses against my entrance; the head pulsing as our fluids mix, creating a wild scent and primitive feelings.
BuK grasps my hips in his hands, careful as always, when he slowly presses forward. My body fights against him for a moment until it sucks in his large, mushroom head that stretches me with heat and fullness like I’ve never known. The bumps and ridges along his shaft provide a friction that rockets me back toward the brink once more. Every pump drives him deeper, until somehow, he’s fully seated. I can feel his muscles straining above me as he holds himself still, giving me a chance to adjust to this invasion.
“You still with me down there?”
“What did you say to me earlier? Stop talking.”
We move together, our bodies slick and frantic, breaths mingling. My hands grasp his hips, pulling him even closer as he grunts, a raw and primal sound that I feel clear to my core. We come together loud and unrestrained, clinging in a promise of never letting go as he and I become one.
I can feel BuK’s body tightening up, and a roar leaves his lips until his sharp fangs find the tender part of my neck, sinking deep. I scream out in pleasure and pain as my body climaxes hard, my channel milking him as I feel the heat of his release pulsing inside of me. Holding him close, I feel him tug at my neck, and fire floods my veins as another climax hits, this time so hard I almost black out.
He wrenches his fangs out of my neck, and I feel the wetness of his tongue and my blood mingle as it runs down my collarbone. Reluctantly, he pulls out of me, and I curl into him, slightly raw, as my legs quiver. Every muscle in my body goes slack with the aftershocks of what just happened.
“You should come with a warning label.”
His laughter is the last thing I hear as I drift off to sleep in his arms.
CHAPTER 15
BRIAR
I wake to the feeling of warm fingers on my neck. Opening my eyes, I look up at a troubled BuK.
“Hey there, handsome. What’s the frowny face all about?”
