along the center of her underwear from the outside, teasing her. His fangs nipped her. She jerked from the shot of pleasure. She stood there as he explored her with his free hand. He left her underwear alone to tease the skin on her lower belly then cupped her mound. He rubbed but when she moaned he retreated to her inner thigh, caressing it then starting the process over.
Darkness was in hell. The scent of his prisoner’s arousal was strong enough to threaten his control. He fought his desire to lay her over the end of the table, shove her thighs far apart and just bend over until he could actually discover if she tasted as good as she smelled. He’d have feared drooling if he’d been canine. The promise of the carnal high from hearing her cries of pleasure and the way she’d move against his tongue nearly broke his will. It had been too long since he’d gotten lost in the taste, feel and softness of a female. He resisted because he would get lost. He’d make her come and she’d scream his name. Nothing would stop him, at that point, from fucking her. Just imagining how hot and wet she’d be, how she’d feel as he thrust into her made him snarl. That wasn’t the objective in their battle of wills. He couldn’t allow her to come until she told him everything he needed to know. His dick hurt. It was steel-hard, a heavy weight of pure torture trapped inside his sweats. He spread his legs a little to alleviate the pressure in his nuts. They wouldn’t actually rupture from how tight they had become but it felt that way. He tried to ignore everything below his waist and focus on his little pretend-cat. Sweat had broken out on her the way he knew it would. He licked some of it. So sweet. He used his fangs to bite down on a tendon in her shoulder. He didn’t use enough force to break skin but she moaned in response. Her breasts pressed tighter against his chest as she writhed against him. The thin material of her bra did nothing to diminish the impact of those pebbled nipples. Don’t go there , he reminded himself. He wouldn’t risk removing her undergarments. He didn’t trust his resolve if she was completely bare. He’d suck on her breasts and move lower down her body. That would put his mouth between her thighs and he wouldn’t be able to stop until he flipped her over and fucked her. You’re here to get answers. Remember that. He had to chant it inside his head when he caught himself rubbing his dick against her body. Even that slight break in his control alarmed him. He wanted her bad and couldn’t ever remember desiring a female more. She was strong and beautiful. Delicate and human. Don’t forget that. She was an unknown threat who had lied about her identity and purpose. Memories of the past helped. He latched on to the ones of the female he’d once trusted, who’d betrayed him. She’d been beautiful too. Treacherous. With pleasure comes pain. The door to the interrogation room opened and Darkness tore his mouth away from his pretend-cat’s neck and snarled at the person who dared enter after he’d given orders that no one was to interfere. He used his body to block hers. Snow jerked to a halt, his eyes widened in shock and his nose flared. He paled, staring back at Darkness. “Get out.” Snow didn’t move. He did, however, school his features to hide his emotions. “You need to step out now.” “Get out,” Darkness repeated. Snow tried to crane his neck to view the female but Darkness knew he couldn’t see much. The Species would be able to hear her, though, and smell her desire. She was breathing rapidly, almost panting. Darkness growled to draw his focus. The male responded by growling back when their gazes clashed. “You are to step outside.” “You don’t give me orders.” “Justice does. Some new information has come in. Outside now.” He gave a sharp nod. “I’ll be there in a moment.” “Now,” Snow demanded. Darkness turned and rose to his full