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When he faced me once again, he wrapped his hand around my throat, lifting my head with a single finger. When he squeezed, I knew for certain he could snap my neck if he wanted.
“Hey, Mr. Beast? I’m just a fragile human. That’s something for you to keep in mind.” Ha! As if he would.
His chest rose and fell as he rubbed his thumb back and forth across my lips, his hunger evident in his dazzling eyes. I couldn’t shift my gaze, the intense moment unlike anything I’d ever felt. While somewhere in the back of my mind I knew this was just a fantasy, I couldn’t breathe and in truth, couldn’t care less. This was… Amazing. I noticed a set of scales on his shoulders, but they were beautiful, almost delicate enough to be feathers.
When he lowered his head, I was certain he was going to kiss me. Then he inhaled as he’d done before, holding his breath.
“I never wanted this.”
“I can read your mind, little human. Don’t lie to yourself. This is exactly what you want. This is what you called to me for. And I’m here to give it to you.”
He hovered over me, his heated breath tickling every one of my senses. Then his mouth claimed mine, his tongue immediately pushing inside. He tasted all of me, exploring the darkest recesses while filling me with dozens of sordid images, some so filthy and sadistic that the simple act of breathing was a feat. He fisted my hair, his fingers digging into my scalp, and in those seconds of tasting him, wanting him, it was as if we’d been forced into one.
One being.
One need.
One explosive desire that would eventually lead to our destruction.
After breaking the heated exchange, he said nothing. Then he pushed me backward, exploring my nakedness with his eyes. I hadn’t thought it possible his cock could become any more aroused, but I’d been wrong.
So very wrong.
I wanted so badly to peek behind the loincloth, ripping it aside and allowing myself full gazing pleasure. Then what? I’d drop to my knees? A strange chuckle erupted in my throat.
As he continued studying me, there was no doubt he’d done something to keep me from being able to try to escape. I couldn’t move a muscle. Not one. It was strange that where I’d felt fear before, I felt warmth in its place, a serene feeling that squashed everything else. As he explored me using just a single finger, I was shocked how many different sensations coursed through me from warmth to a heightened level of excitement, and my desire that was off the charts.
“You were in my dream,” I said absently, not expecting an answer.
And he didn’t give me one. Of course not.
His touch was gentle, barely a whisper, but I felt it deeply as if he was caressing my bones. His intense eyes trailed his long digit, a series of growls coming from deep within his system. As the extended exploration continued, I was torn with how sensuous the feelings had become with the need that furrowed deep inside, building to a crazy crescendo.
When he rolled his finger around my nipple, I couldn’t stop from moaning. “Oh, my.”
He lifted his gaze briefly then rolled his finger under my breast to my other nipple. This time, he pinched the tender tissue between his thumb and forefinger, the corners of his lush mouth turning up. Given I was unable to take my eyes off him, I was allowed to partake in his extreme good looks. I still couldn’t find the right words to describe his features. They were godlike, as if the man had been chiseled from stone or lava rock. Yes, that was it. As if he was the God of Fire himself.
I almost laughed, my love of mythology obviously the reason behind the extraordinary fantasy. But this wasn’t something that could become a reality. Obviously, the game console had some screwy gears. I didn’t care. This was turning out to be… magical.
The moment he trailed his finger down my stomach, I sensed what he was going to do and whimpered softly, my throat starting to close. He issued a series of animalistic sounds then dipped his finger between my legs, finding my clit with ease. For all the vibrators I’d used, creating fake sensation of my own, nothing had prepared me for the electric vibrations skittering through every cell and muscle the moment he flicked his nail back and forth across my clit.
I could swear his fingernails were sharper, almost as if he’d grown claws. That wasn’t possible. Wait. Hold on. In this fantasy, anything was possible. I could imagine him drinking blood, creating an entirely different level of orgasm if I wanted to. Oh, why not?
A not-so-subtle laugh pushed past my lips as I imagined myself with my legs spread wide open, the beast’s heat between them, his sharp canines driven into the tender flesh of my thigh as he drank his fill of my blood. Holy cow, I’d been reading too many books from generations ago.
I was certain I wouldn’t be able to stand, finally able to move my arms. When I placed my palm against his chest, I yelped. The heat was entirely different than before.
“Be careful, little human. I could consume you with fire.”
His words were said with such sensuality that I wasn’t certain I would mind. I jutted my hips forward as soon as he slipped his finger into my pussy.
“Oh, my goodness. You’re so… brutal.”
While he didn’t respond, I sensed the tension growing between us. He pumped his finger several times and I realized almost instantly I was riding his hand, trying to get off on the slight touch.
What sounded like a dark chuckle rose from his throat and he treated me to rolling his thumb around my clit at the same time. The moment I started to buck wildly, fighting to achieve a mind-blowing orgasm, he pulled his hand away entirely.
My eyes were hazy, but I noticed he shoved his finger into his mouth, sucking on his slickened finger. I dragged my tongue across my lips, hungrier than I’d been before.
