Page 37 of Slaves of Love


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A tiny, clear drop of liquid oozed from the opening, and she captured it on the tip of her tongue. She cupped his chin in one hand while she parted his lips with her fingers, then swept her tongue into his mouth to share his taste with him.

Still he didn’t move, so she took his hands in hers and guided them to her breasts, planting his palms on her hard, sensitive nipples. She sucked in a breath at the exquisite feel of his hot hands cupping her breasts.

She eased one of his hands downward and tucked it into the intimate folds between her legs, then dipped his finger into the thick moistness pooling there. Pulling his damp finger to her mouth, she dragged her tongue along its length as she had his cock, then drew his finger inside and sucked with a rapid pulsing rhythm, as Dania had shown her. His breathing accelerated, but he still refused to react. So she dipped his finger into her dampness again and used his finger to circle her nipples, glazing each one with her own moisture, then leaned toward him, offering an erect pink bud to taste. He flicked out his tongue and lapped across her slippery, puckered nub, and she gasped, totally unprepared for the intensity of the feeling. He smiled.

“You’re acting like

the most experienced whore I’ve ever met.”

She tried to stop the scowl from overtaking her features, but it settled for a moment.

“Don’t worry,” he continued, “I appreciate your efforts. I just ...”

No! He was pulling away from her. She had to think fast. She slid her hands over her breasts and squeezed her nipples, satisfied at the gleam in his eyes as he watched her. She grasped his cock with both hands and pumped several times, then closed her lips around him and drew him as far inside as she could. Repeating the rapid pulsing rhythm she’d used earlier on his finger, she sucked on him, almost fainting at the heady feeling of his rock-hard cock in her mouth. She cupped her hands around his sac and kneaded gently.

“Oh, God, why are you doing this?” His head fell back and he moaned.

She sucked and sucked until, suddenly, he stilled her head.

“No, I don’t want to come in your mouth.”

She felt hurt and rejected, but determined not to give up. She licked his nipple and sucked sharply, then laved him with her tongue. She repeated the same treatment on his other nipple.

“Shena, I can’t take much more.”

“Make love to me, Keern. I want you so badly.”

His eyebrows drew together, and the serious look on his face confused her.

“You aren’t giving me much choice, are you?” He rolled her over and eased her onto her back.

He held her pinned to the bed, his hands roaming free over her body. His mouth captured one slick nipple, and he began his own torture of her, his gaze spearing hers, suckling with determined precision, drawing a ragged moan from her.

“Is this what you wanted?” he murmured between nipples.

All she could do in response was nod, her head lolling freely back and forth.

He stroked from her shoulder, over her breasts, down to her slick folds, and slipped a finger inside.

“You certainly feel ready.” His gaze locked with hers. “Is this really what you want, Shena?”

She nodded.

“You don’t have to do this. I’ll take you back to Tarun if you want. Still a virgin.”

She shook her head. “I want you to make love to me.”

He slid the tip of his penis into her slick opening.

She resisted the urge to tense up. She stared into his eyes, knowing she loved him, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her.

“You’re sure? You’re not afraid?”

“Not of you.”

He captured her lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue slipped into her mouth at the same time as he eased the head of his cock inside her in a slow, even motion. Her muscles contracted around him. The feel of his hardness nudging into her felt deliriously pleasurable.

He stopped. “Are you doing alright?”

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