me a-and not...." she gasped at his light, punishing nip.
"You thought I wouldn’t bed you." Her naivety said it all. Icki must have left out the part about male orgasm triggering the adaptogen, knowing it would scare her away from his "cure." True, he could teach her to pleasure him without taking her body, but why would he? This was his wedding night, by Draconian law. She’d been warned and had murmured no objection.
Languid with desire, he drifted down her body, exploring it with his mouth. Her hands were slack on his head until his questing lips drifted into the curls between her legs, then they tightened, trying to stop him, only to close in a death grip as he took the first taste of her sweetness.
Bali wasn’t quiet in love. She screamed, she begged, she bucked, and all the while she grew wetter under the lash of his tongue. When he finally thrust it through the ring of her maidenhead, she screamed in blistering release.
Smiling, he rose up and stripped naked, allowing her a long, educational look.
She looked stunned. "I can’t..."
"You will," he assured her as he covered her with his body, nudging at her slick entrance.
"Oh, no! I can’t ... ohh...." she panted a moment as he paused just inside her, his weight on his elbows. Her wet tightness made him want to plunge deep, but he knew she couldn’t take him fully this first time. What she could accept would cause her pain enough.
First, he had to make her acknowledge that she wanted it. Already she was beginning to make tiny thrusts with her hips, squirming when he continued to hold still. He held her gaze until she focused on him. "Bali?" he said, strained.
"What?" she whispered.
"Tell me you want it, or I won’t move."
Her eyes widened at the threat. "Now? You’re almost finished!"
He laughed. "Hardly, but you seemed unsure earlier. Do you still mean for me to stop?" As she opened her lips, he gave a tiny little surge, making her gasp.
"Don’t stop." Her eyes fluttered closed, as if she were surrendering to the moment.
So he didn’t. Centimeter by centimeter, he conquered her body, invaded what had never been taken. He gloried in it, knowing she had no thoughts of his bite while she lay there, allowing him to make her his own.
When she could take no more, he began to rock her, mindful of her mixed cries of pain and pleasure, halting for long seconds when she needed to catch her breath, until he could no longer halt the lunging plunge of his hips.
He climaxed and bit her.
Caught in her smaller orgasm, Bali winced as the tiny needles in his hollow fangs pricked her skin, causing a slight sting. Bliss spread like a drug through her system, leaving her senseless as Domino pulled out of her and padded away. She didn’t protest when he returned, using a warm cloth to cleanse away his first climax inside her.
Then he settled behind her and proceeded to do it all over again.
Chapter 15
She woke up alone and naked, hugging a pillow in the middle of Domino’s huge bed. He’d carried her there after he’d taken her the second time. First he’d made her want it; then he’d made her beg for it. Only after she was frantic for it had he mounted her, riding her like a conquering warlord over a battle won queen. He’d humbled and pleasured her all at once, made her long for and dread what only he could give.
He was dangerous, and she had to leave.
Wincing at the soreness, she climbed out of bed and discovered that she could hardly walk. Muttering under her breath, she limped toward the bathroom and made the happy discovery that someone had retrieved her luggage. Sighing with relief, she grabbed some clothes and took them to the bathroom. Hoping a hot bath would soothe her, she turned on the spigot and locked the door.
It was impossible not to blush as she sat in the water, reliving everything that had happened. Domino had always been so gentle with her. She’d never imagined he’d be so masterful when it came to lovemaking. In
"You thought I wouldn’t bed you." Her naivety said it all. Icki must have left out the part about male orgasm triggering the adaptogen, knowing it would scare her away from his "cure." True, he could teach her to pleasure him without taking her body, but why would he? This was his wedding night, by Draconian law. She’d been warned and had murmured no objection.
Languid with desire, he drifted down her body, exploring it with his mouth. Her hands were slack on his head until his questing lips drifted into the curls between her legs, then they tightened, trying to stop him, only to close in a death grip as he took the first taste of her sweetness.
Bali wasn’t quiet in love. She screamed, she begged, she bucked, and all the while she grew wetter under the lash of his tongue. When he finally thrust it through the ring of her maidenhead, she screamed in blistering release.
Smiling, he rose up and stripped naked, allowing her a long, educational look.
She looked stunned. "I can’t..."
"You will," he assured her as he covered her with his body, nudging at her slick entrance.
"Oh, no! I can’t ... ohh...." she panted a moment as he paused just inside her, his weight on his elbows. Her wet tightness made him want to plunge deep, but he knew she couldn’t take him fully this first time. What she could accept would cause her pain enough.
First, he had to make her acknowledge that she wanted it. Already she was beginning to make tiny thrusts with her hips, squirming when he continued to hold still. He held her gaze until she focused on him. "Bali?" he said, strained.
"What?" she whispered.
"Tell me you want it, or I won’t move."
Her eyes widened at the threat. "Now? You’re almost finished!"
He laughed. "Hardly, but you seemed unsure earlier. Do you still mean for me to stop?" As she opened her lips, he gave a tiny little surge, making her gasp.
"Don’t stop." Her eyes fluttered closed, as if she were surrendering to the moment.
So he didn’t. Centimeter by centimeter, he conquered her body, invaded what had never been taken. He gloried in it, knowing she had no thoughts of his bite while she lay there, allowing him to make her his own.
When she could take no more, he began to rock her, mindful of her mixed cries of pain and pleasure, halting for long seconds when she needed to catch her breath, until he could no longer halt the lunging plunge of his hips.
He climaxed and bit her.
Caught in her smaller orgasm, Bali winced as the tiny needles in his hollow fangs pricked her skin, causing a slight sting. Bliss spread like a drug through her system, leaving her senseless as Domino pulled out of her and padded away. She didn’t protest when he returned, using a warm cloth to cleanse away his first climax inside her.
Then he settled behind her and proceeded to do it all over again.
Chapter 15
She woke up alone and naked, hugging a pillow in the middle of Domino’s huge bed. He’d carried her there after he’d taken her the second time. First he’d made her want it; then he’d made her beg for it. Only after she was frantic for it had he mounted her, riding her like a conquering warlord over a battle won queen. He’d humbled and pleasured her all at once, made her long for and dread what only he could give.
He was dangerous, and she had to leave.
Wincing at the soreness, she climbed out of bed and discovered that she could hardly walk. Muttering under her breath, she limped toward the bathroom and made the happy discovery that someone had retrieved her luggage. Sighing with relief, she grabbed some clothes and took them to the bathroom. Hoping a hot bath would soothe her, she turned on the spigot and locked the door.
It was impossible not to blush as she sat in the water, reliving everything that had happened. Domino had always been so gentle with her. She’d never imagined he’d be so masterful when it came to lovemaking. In
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