He wasted no more time talking and crashed into her lips again, devouring them as if he were starved. Their tongues danced in a sea of passion. He was better practiced, that was sure. He guided her with his motions, the way he had guided her out of her darkness and despair.
She pulled the shoulders of her gown to the sides and let the soaked cloth drop to her ankles, leaving only her undergarments.
His features went feral as he yanked off his own clothes. Their breathing became strained and desperate.
He kneeled down before her. In that position his mouth had full access to her pillowy breasts. He placed a hard, sensitive nipple in his mouth and began drawing out her sweet moans. Then he moved to the opposite side, licking and biting and tasting.
“I want to experience all of you, no holding back.” She ran her fingers through his long hair as he kneeled before her. He gripped her ass hard with one hand as he kneaded and explored her front with the other.
“No restraint?” his gruff voice taunted as he lapped and sucked her skin. She swallowed hard as he peppered sensual kisses down her stomach, stopping below her navel as he hummed in delight.
“Yes!” she panted out, fisting his hair.
His eyes went menacing as he gripped her hips with his massive hands and lifted her up.
Helaina was sure she would have bruises from his hard hold. She didn’t care, she wanted his marks. She would wear them proudly. He lowered her body atop a moss-covered boulder.
As he stood over her, his teeth grazed her chin, then her neck, then lower. He let his fingers trace over the fabric of her undergarments. The touch was a whispering tease. She arched for him, bucking her hips to meet his hand.
He plunged his fingers into the fabric and ripped them clean down the middle. She couldn’t help slipping off the boulder from the force. He pawed her thighs, holding her steady and pushing her back up.
“No, no,” he chided. “You aren’t running away from me this time.”
Her insides became an inferno. She had once found his domineering disposition infuriating. Now, it fueled a fiery desire she was begging him to satisfy.
“Spread your legs for me, Hel. Let me see what’s mine.”
She did what he asked, letting her legs fall to the sides with a slight tremble.
He growled in response, positioning his face lower, his stubble connecting with the insides of her thighs as he pressed lazy kisses there. Her legs quaked and her toes curled instinctively.
“You’re already shaking. Are you afraid?” he teased.
Yes.
“No,” she whimpered.
He groaned. “Such... a clever... liar.” He licked and kissed her between his words.
“Wha-what are you doing?” Her breathing grew ragged with every lick. A flushing pink crested on her cheeks and traveled down her chest.
“Tasting you.” He groaned. “You’re so beautiful this way, completely at my mercy.” He took one finger and lightly caressed down her gathering slickness. The rushing water around them did nothing to drown out her throaty moans.
His fingers glistened as he held them up in the light of the falls.
“Is this all for me?”
She was too stunned by how her body was reacting to him to speak.
“Answer me.”
She nodded, her moonlit eyes ablaze with desire. He placed his finger inside his mouth and sucked. “Mmm.” His sound of delight as he lapped up her wetness made her head fall back. “You taste like fucking paradise.”
Before she could answer, the tip of his tongue was gliding up the same path his finger had traveled. She let out a drawn-out whine at the sensation. She was completely inexperienced, but in these touches she trusted he would guide her toward pleasure.
He teased her, giving long, lavish licks until he found his way to her sensitive center. The patterns he created were unhurried and deliberate.
“Theo, oh gods, don’t stop.”
