“I said dinna move,” he chastised in a heady tone as he flicked the feather against her underarm.
She shivered again, losing herself in the sensations of the feather against her skin and William’s seductive presence.
The feather tip dragged its tingling touch down her back in touches so light they seemed like a dream.Her skin sizzled under this dream-touch.When he placed the flat of his hand lightly on her shoulder, she thought he’d burn his handprint into her skin, as if marking her as his.
His breath increased, matching her own panting.She shifted her head to better watch him as he moved the feather down her body, but he caught her movement.
“I said dinna move,” he whispered in his raspy tone.
He might be driving her need to new heights, but his own desire was growing with it, becoming more difficult to control.
The feather slipped over the curves of her rear end, then up again through between the creamy, fleshy globes of her bottom.
She shivered, this time from the scintillating touch and his daring.He hadn’t overly focused on her backside before.
Was he being more bold as he drew out their mutual passion?Or was he just into ass-play tonight?Ailith grinned to herself at the thought.
Stroking the feather over her thighs and lower back, she felt him move, and he knelt between her calves.His hot breath caressed her arse, and she gasped as his lips replaced his breath.
Her heart fluttered inside her chest as his tongue paid homage to every lower curve of her body, over the rounded globes, up the middle, between her thighs to her hidden feminine folds.With each wash of his tongue laving against her so intimately, the more she quivered and gasped, and her fingertips dug into the bedding.
Each lick, each slide of his mouth was new, something different, and he worked with such steady, devout patience she wondered how he managed to keep himself under control when all she longed to do was grab him and impale herself on his stiff cock.
Yet she remained still as he had demanded, and his worshiping of her body became agonizing ecstasy.
William shifted again, and his finger replaced his tongue between her thighs.
“Ye are wet for me,mo ruaidh.Do ye want me as I want ye?”
She squirmed under his fingers that pressed deep between her folds and entered her warm sheath.
“Aye,” she gasped.There was no denying she wanted him.Her body was begging for his release.
“Do ye need me?”he asked as his finger worked, wiggling slightly as he pressed deeper.
She moaned and squirmed again.“Aye, William, I need ye.”
He groaned heavily, then his body was atop hers, his hot, pulsing staff stroking between her thighs as he dove for her entrance.His entire body covered hers, as if they couldn’t touch enough.
He kissed her ear and exhaled a shaky breath as he entered her ready slit fully.She inhaled a sharp breath at the sense of fullness, of completion, of that desirous need being fulfilled.
“Nay, ye might need me,” he breathed into her ear.
His hips moved slowly against her backside, thrusting as deep as he could before withdrawing with glorious, tormenting slowness.He took the feather and brushed it over her nose and cheeks as he shoved his manhood inside her again.
“Ye may need me,” he continued in his raspy breath, “but ye will never know the need I have for ye.The need to be with ye at all times.”He drew the feather over her gasping lips and thrust again.
“To be inside ye.”He moved his hips to pull out again, and whispering the feather over her jaw, thrust in again.She groaned and gripped the blankets, holding on for this slow ride that brought her to excruciating heights.With his body and cock, he seemed to be touching every part of her, inside and out.
“To be joined with ye always,” he rasped, caressing the exposed skin above her breasts as his body moved inside her again and again.
Ailith was his prisoner, trapped by the weight of his body and the force of her own raging desire for him.
But William was her prisoner just the same, shackled by his uncontrollable love and passion for her.
Her blood pounded in her head and chest and low in her belly as their bodies moved in tempo with each other.His cock dragged over that spot deep inside her body that drove her to the brink of intense rapture until she was arching up into him, crying out his name and God’s in the same breath.
The feather moved up her neck as his hips drove her into the bed, pounding as hard as her blood pounded in her body, and before she recovered from her own bursting climax, William had placed his hand over hers and curled his fingers around her hand, entwining them as he groaned and penetrated her one more time.Then the feather stopped as he stiffened, crushing her into the blankets as he came inside her with explosive force.
