Page 22 of Hybrid Moon Rising


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Flora did as he asked, but he didn’t miss the way she pinched her nipples as she complied.

He let it slide. For now.

“Tell me what you’re feeling.”

“My entire body feels like it’s floating like a cloud and each touch is an electrical current running through it, charging beneath my skin. My nipples feel like if I don’t give them the attention they demand I might die and don’t get me started on the throbbing in my clit.” Flora’s words were sharp, stripped down and bare, just like she was on his bed.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Now undo the clasp of your bra and remove it.”

Arching her back in a way that tested his self control, Flora reached beneath her and unsnapped the lacy fabric. She tugged it away, freeing her breasts, and tossed it to the floor. His eyes zeroed in on the dusty pink peaks, swollen with need and begging for him to roll them between his teeth and lavish them with his tongue.

Flora brought her hands up to cup her breasts once more, but when Draven growled she halted her movement.

“Lick your fingers first,” he demanded, taking a step forward so his legs hit the foot of the bed.

“What? Why?”

“Do as I say and stick that pretty little forefinger of yours in your mouth.”

Flora hesitated for only a moment before doing exactly as he said.

“That’s it, get it nice and wet. Now your thumb.” His breath was ragged, he was panting like a new pup, but still he managed to keep some of his composure. “Now drag them across your breast, circle your areola but don’t touch your nipple.”

“Please,” she whimpered, her body writhing on the bed, chasing the pressure of her fingers as she followed his command.

“Trace your nipples with your fingers, feel the cool air as it connects with your wet skin.”

She moaned loudly, and Draven took several deep breaths.

“They say some girls can orgasm from just nipple stimulation alone. What do you say we find out if you’re one of those girls, Flora?”

She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and let out a soft “Mmhmmmm.”

“Now pinch them.”

Flora took the small nubs between her forefinger and thumb and pinched hard. She cried out and jerked her knees up, grinding her thighs together.

“Oh… I…fuck.” She rolled her nipples between her fingers, deepening the pinch. “It’s like there’s a line between my nipples and my clit. I….I just…” She continued to pant, this time tugging on them, exploring the way each touch made her feel.

“Does that feel good, little Flora?”

She answers with a moan.“You don’t have to let me explore alone.”

“Tonight is not about me.”

“Do you not want me?”

Draven leaned forward and gripped the comforter, balling it up into a tight fist to keep from climbing the bed and showing her just how much he wanted her. “Flora, look at me.”

Her eyes slid open, meeting his. He released the comforter and ran a hand over his painfully erect cock, her gaze tracking every movement. “Does this look like I don’t want you?”

“That’s a natural reaction to a naked woman,” she scoffed, her hands falling to her sides.

“No, it’s a natural reaction to you.” Draven zeroed in on her breasts and groaned. “You are the woman who did this to me.”

“Then why won’t you join me?” She patted the bed at her side. “I could take care of that. We could take care of each other.”

It took every ounce of restraint he possessed not to say yes. Not only was Flora nothing like he imagined, but she was absolutely fucking perfect splayed before him, and he was only just a man. He wasn’t placating her when he said he wanted her. It didn’t matter that she’d outed him, or that Callum had sent her to manipulate him in his own fucked up way. If only for the night he’d gladly take what he could get and give his cock what it demanded.

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