Page 24 of Bladed Kiss


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My body moves before my mind can catch up. I spin around, pushing Salina up against a wall before I can think better of it. I pin her in place with my body, her form melting into mine, and it’s then I realize there is no hope for me to pull away from her.

I need her now.

Leaning in, I inhale her scent. It tingles down my throat and vibrates in my lungs. Heat pulses through my body, every nerve ending screaming to take her. She is mine, ripe for the picking, and I am going to make good on that.

My lips press to hers, and I’m swept up in every sensation. She’s so pliable beneath me, just like I want, but there’s an edge to how she meets my kiss. Like she is considering fighting me for dominance.

I fight a chuckle as my cock hardens. I’d love to see her try.

My tongue swipes out just to get a taste, and I nearly moan right into her mouth as I force her lips farther apart. I need more, and she gives it up greedily.

She isdivine.

Salina drips a leg around my waist, pulling me closer and the small whimpers that escape her drive me crazy. I can't get enough of her and I tilt her head back, pressing her deeper into the wall as I angle her for a better taste.

She moans into my mouth and my cock stirs. It’s already hard, pressed against the lacing of my pants, and I have half a mind to let it free. Party be damned, I’m tempted to take her right here in the hallway.

But there is something about taking my time with her, about pushing her to the brink until she’s knelt in front of me and shakily unlacing my pants herself because she can’t stand it any longer, that makes me want to wait.

With a smirk, I decide to start my slow descent. My mouth moves down her jaw wanting to claim every inch of her. It’s an intense need. I don’t think I can pull myself away from her if I tried.

I’ve never felt this way about a woman. I can already tell her something different about her, something that I want to know.

She’s like her own kind of spell, tethering me to her with just a kiss. I’ve never had someone make me go this crazy with just a kiss. It makes me wonder how much more enticing this woman will become when she’s bare beneath me screaming my name.

My hips press into hers, grinding against the heat, I can feel through her dress. She moans again, louder, and I nearly lose it right here.

I already know once I take her that there will be no turning back. This woman is already my salvation and my undoing, and I don’t even know her. But gods I want to know every inch of her. I don’t want there to be a part of her body unexplored – untested – by me.

I will know everything about her by the time this night is done, that I am sure of. Her body will exist just to sing my praises, and I will play it accordingly.

I drag my teeth over the sensitive spot of her neck and her head tilts back farther. “Just like that,” she whispers against my ear. Her voice is already husky, sending a sharp blaze of heat down my spine, and my hips jerk forward instinctively.

Fuck, I can’t wait to hear her scream.

I’m going to make sure this entire party knows who she belongs to. She will leave tonight hoarse and her skin painted with my marks, eager for me to prove again and again why I am the only one she wants.

My hand moves down her body, prepared to lift her up against me when a booming voice calls out down the hall, causing me to jerk back. “Hey! Who’s there?”

It is only now that my brain starts to catch up with my actions. I take another step away from Salina, not even daring to look in her direction. Rational thought starts to trickle in the more distance I put between us.

Looking down, I smooth my hands down my clothes, hoping to look together as I calm my racing mind. I hope I have not royally fucked myself.

Literally.

I should care about how this could affect my standings in the court. This could be a royal family member that she’s mated to.

Two sides of my mind war with each other. On one hand, I really don’t want to have to fight someone. On the other, I can’t be bothered to care about wanting another male’s mate. Not when mating means so little to most dark elves. Not when no one else deserves to have her.

If I have it my way, she’ll be mine before long. Laws be damned.

As I make out the elf striding down the hallway, my muscles start to relax. It is a member of the royal family, but one I know not mated.

“My apologies, your highness,” I call out to the Prince. “I’m just enjoying the ball you’ve thrown…” I let a smirk slide onto my face. “And all the pleasures that come with it.”

The Prince stops in front of me. “It's a good one, yeah?”

His crooked grin confirms what I already knew. The prince only cares about a good night. He won’t give me any grief about my lewd activities here. He’s well known as a party loving elf, and I’m surprised he’s not tangled up in one of these rooms right now.

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