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“What a greedy little Vixen you are,” he whispered at my ear. “So hungry.”
I upped the pace, letting out a quiet moan as the hum of electricity tickled me from the inside out. Tiny trembles vibrated my thighs, and I shuddered a breath, gripping the nape of his neck as I rode his fingers.
It wasn’t enough, though. Not nearly enough. My body remembered all too well what the man felt like inside of me, and it yearned for something bigger. The kind of pressure that would fill me completely.
I gave a hard squeeze to his bulge, inciting another groan.
“You’re playing with fire right now.”
“Are you going to deny me?” Not long ago, he’d told me that he’d never deny me. That all I had to do was take what I wanted from him. Bottom lip caught between my teeth, I moaned again as I backed myself down his fingers and ground myself against his knuckles.
“You know I can’t say no to you.” His jaw hardened like he was angry that I’d challenged him. Before I knew what was happening, he shot to his feet and laid me across the long bench, looming over me like a raging storm. The way he shoved his fingers into his mouth, sucking the wet shine from them, sent a flutter to my stomach, and when he let out a masculine sound of satisfaction, I felt my arousal spill into the silk of my panties.
He unlatched his belt with one hand, pushing the hem of my dress up over my knees with the other. Bending forward, he lowered his head between my legs, and his nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply. “The smell of your need is mouthwatering.”
Once free of the loops, the belt hung from his palm like a threat, and he wrapped it around my wrists, securing them tightly, before pushing my arms above my head. He swiped up the blade he’d used during our lesson and twisted it in front of me.
Something thrilling moved deep inside of me, coiling in my stomach, and I swallowed hard, imagining the thoughts in his head right then. Never taking his eye off me, he lowered the blade to my thigh, drawing a faint and gentle path upward, toward my panties. In one swift slash, he sliced the flimsy fabric away, and I gasped when the cool air kissed my bare flesh.
Another clean glide of the blade up from the hem of my dress cleaved it in half, and he pushed the tattered cloth to either side of my body. A tremble ran through me. I’d never felt more vulnerable and exposed. Jericho had always taken such care to keep me shielded from prying eyes, but right then, it seemed he couldn’t have cared less.
The clench of his jaw told me he was tense. Angry. At me? “You are mine.” He yanked me down the bench, the fabric scratching over my back, until my ass met the edge of it. “You belong to no one else.”
I nodded back at him, a sliver of confusion cutting through me, as his scarred lip curved into a slight snarl.
“If another should dare so much as a chaste kiss to your cheek, there isn’t a corner of this world, or any other, that could shield him from my violence.”
Strong fingers bruised my hips. Something had gotten into him. I could feel the heat burning his skin. The way his muscles bunched and hardened around me. He’d worked himself up. Over what? I didn’t know. Perhaps the meeting in the woods. I wanted to ask, but I was too greedy for him to risk bringing it all to a screeching halt.
“I’m yours.” I whispered. “Only yours.”
As if my words had diffused him, the malice from before diminished, his gaze a winter blue that held me captive, and he bent forward, seizing my lips in a kiss.
He lifted himself away, attention trailing down my body. Lying naked before him, I watched as he licked his lips, his unpatched eye swallowing every inch of my flesh. I’d had men look at me before. Desire me. But never with so much reverence and appreciation and something I couldn’t quite pinpoint. It was a look unique to Jericho. The same way I’d imagine him gazing at a sky full of stars. With the blade’s hilt still caught in his palm, he ran his hands over my body, and pulses of electricity snaked beneath my skin.
He placed the hilt of the blade against my exposed clit. Hot vibrations felt like the warm popping of champagne bubbles, and I arched on a gasp.
“Ah!” The metal conducted the current from his hand, and a humiliating sound escaped me as it hummed against my flesh.
“Which do you prefer? The blade, or my cock?”
“Your cock. Please.”
Wearing a wolfish grin, he circled the hilt faster, and I squirmed beneath him on a quiet moan. My fingers grasped at his unyielding belt still binding my hands, desperate to hold onto something.
He ran his tongue along my collarbone and bit down at the crook of my neck. A strange euphoric high swept through my senses, dizzying and pleasurable at the same time.
I closed my eyes and let out an utterly pathetic sound, a cross between a whimper and a giggle. At the prod of my fingertips, I opened my eyes and felt cold steel against my palm, as he slid the blade between my clasped hands. “Do not hesitate. Do you understand?”
I didn’t answer at first, too caught up in his deadly gaze, but when his brow winged up over the top of the eyepatch, I nodded.
“Good girl. And when it becomes too much?”
“Mercy.”
Without warning, he gave my ass a smack, and a sharp sting followed. He pushed my legs to either side of the bench, spreading me before him, and lowered to his knees. “You are the only creature in all five realms who will ever bring me to my knees.” The moment his tongue hit my bare seam, I let out a hiss and jerked my hips forward. His hands cuffed my knees, holding me to the bench, in an uncompromising grip, and he dragged his tongue over my clit in rapid little flicks that had me crying out, back arched. Desperate.
My fingers squeezed the hilt of the blade still trapped in my bound hands as I writhed against his unforgiving face. Tiny pulses of lightning danced over my flesh, the vibrations carrying up into my womb.The man feasted on my pussy, sucking and licking, the wet sounds and moaning telling me he was enjoying his meal.
