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Confusion furrows my brows. I don’t know what he’s getting at, but I nod. The one thing I’ve been sure of all day is this kiss, of how much I want him, how I need to feel his lips on mine, or I might just crumble on the spot..
“Just a kiss then,” he murmurs, almost as if to himself.
Titan’s claws thread through the back of my hair, and the moment his palm cups my head the tension in my shoulders eases and my eyes drop closed. The soft ridges of his tail press firmly into my waist, pulling me into him. I tilt my chin up, not needing to see where he is, trusting he will meet me halfway.
Titan is so gentle, it hurts. He begins at my lips with featherlight kisses, not staying nearly long enough before he moves over my face. He covers each bruise and each cut with a healing press of his lips. He kisses my eyelids, my forehead, and nose.
I whimper as he hits the corner of my mouth. He’s so close to where I want him to be. I angle my face to the left, trying to force him to hit my mark, but his claws in my hair hold me still.
His chest shakes against mine with silent laughter, and his tail grips me a little tighter, before he gives me what I’m craving.
His lips, so soft and solid, take my mouth slowly. My arms drape around his neck, and I arch my back and press my breasts into him, urging him on. I moan, and he takes it as the invitation it was to slide his pointed tongue into me.
His tongue thrusts slow and shallow, in and out, in and out, as his lips work over me. I moan again, and he increases the speed just barely. Occasionally, his fang slides against my skin, and I will feel its sharp point press into me. The hard bite of pressure is exactly what I need, but it’s not enough.
I want more.
I find myself scooting forward on the table’s edge, spreading my thighs wide, trying to get closer. I want to feel the heat of Titan’s skin burning through the lace of my panties. I want to feel his hardness against my wet core. My hips circle, trying to make contact with anything that will give me more.
“I’m going to ask you again, baby girl,” Titan says as he breaks the kiss and pulls back a few inches to look at me, a cocky, knowing grin on his face. “Is this all you want? Just a kiss.”
I swallow hard, my eyes raking over him, from his molten gray eyes, down his hard muscular chest, and finally to his tented loincloth.
“No.” I shake my head and look up at him from under my lashes.
“Then tell Daddy exactly what you want.”
ChapterTwenty
JULES
“Iwant to feel you…allof you, Daddy.”
That word, that perfect title for Titan, slips out of my mouth like it was waiting on the tip of my tongue. I just needed his kiss before I could say it. His body had to heat and soothe mine, to remind me just how well he takes care of me, for my tongue to loosen.
“All of me?” Titan asks, a bemused look on his rapidly darkening features and heavy brows. “You’re going to have to be a bit more specific, little thief.”
I take a deep breath, forcing my embarrassment out of me even as I feel a blush stain my chest. I feel crazy for ever thinking I could play the seductress with this monster who only has to look at me to soak my panties.
“I want your tail, your cock, your tongue,” I say quickly because, while I feel certain about nothing, this I can be sure about. This can be my plan. “I want you to fill all of me and take every one of my holes all at once—use me, Daddy.”
The look Titan gives me is entirely inhuman. A wicked grin curves across his face, made wickeder by the shine that reflects off his upturned fangs.
“What a little monster I’ve created.” He shakes his head, tutting in mock disapproval. “I’ve made you such a desperate, needy girl, haven’t I?”
I reach forward and smooth my hand over his jaw. I slide it back and forth several times until his eyelids close, savoring the touch of my soft skin on his hard edges.
“Good Daddy,” I say brightly, patting his cheek in what is meant to be a playful challenge.
Titan eyes fly open, and he lets out a deep chuckle that quickly turns dark and gravelly. His tail moves with Strange speed, capturing my hands and holding them firmly behind my back. When I strain against him, he only holds me tighter and pulls my body flush with his. I’m keenly aware of the open weave of the lace and the way the soaked gusset of my underwear is pressed against his roped thigh.
“That’s seventeen.” His voice is hardened to steel.
“Seventeen what?” I bite at my bottom lip as something like fear and excitement make my brown eyes wide and my body tremble.
“You get fifteen spanks for stealing the Keystone, and you’ll get another two for that little slap.”
“What? That’s not fair,” I whine.
