Page 143 of Court of Claws


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“A little,” I admitted. “Yes.”

“Oh. Well...”

“So we’re agreed then? We both want this? You want to fuck me?”

There was exactly one split second of silence and then I found myself flat on my back.

Draven straddled me. His hips ground against mine. It was my turn to let out a raspy little gasp.

“Yes,” he growled. “Yes, I want to fuck you, Morgan.”

“Good,” I gasped. “Maybe we could move things along.”

I thrust my hips upwards a little, hoping he’d get the idea and take off his pants.

“Since when did you get so eager?” His teeth nipped at the sensitive flesh of my earlobe, then moved downwards, brushing over my neck.

“Oh, you know,” I stalled.

Draven’s face hovered over mine. “Did you and Vesper ever...?”

I frowned. “Is this really the time for such personal questions? Look, I don’t want to talk about Vesper. Just promise you won’t try to kill me like he did and we’ll be fine.”

“I think I can promise that,” Draven said levelly, his emerald eyes locked with mine.

He slid off the bed abruptly then, shucked off the thin black pants he’d been wearing.

“Yes, that’s better,” I said, my voice strained as I took in the sight of him, long hard length showing his readiness for exactly what I had in mind. “Who knows, maybe you can teach me a few things.”

Where was this coming from? This was not in the script, Morgan. I wasn’t brash and cocky. Yet now, I suddenly was. I could tell how much it was driving Draven crazy, too.

Gradually, I realized he was still standing beside the bed.

“We can’t do this.”

“What are you talking about? I think we’ve just established that we absolutely can.”

“You don’t understand. We can’t do this. Once we start, I won’t be able to stop.”

“I think that’s the point, if I understand things correctly,” I said slowly.

Draven leaped onto the bed, straddling me again. His hands were on my breasts, covering them, playing with my nipples as I tried to focus on what he was saying.

“You don’t understand, Morgan. I want to teach you everything,” he said, his voice thick with need. “And once we start, I might not be able to stop. I don’t know if I can just do this the one time... Not with you.”

“I’m sure we can negotiate seconds and thirds.” I gasped as his fingers tweaked one puckered nipple. “Maybe fourths.” I paused. “Did you mean all in one night?”

“One night. Two nights. We could make this a nightly thing. I wouldn’t complain.” He ducked his head to my neck, biting slowly and I moaned.

“Fuck, that feels good. Draven, please...”

He reached a hand down and I felt what I’d been looking for. The touch of his cock at my slick entrance.

He looked down at me. “Are you sure you’re ready? You don’t want...”

“I don’t need anything but you, this, right now,” I said, my voice a little higher and more desperate-sounding than I would have liked. “I’m ready. Very ready.”

I moved against him, but he moved away.

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