the surprise in her eyes. She didn’t struggle against his hold. Relenting a bit, he eased some of his weight away.
“I want to touch you.”
Caiden grunted. “Not yet.”
“You sound like Soren. Am I really so beautiful that you can’t control yourself when I touch you?”
“Beautiful, desirable, incendiary. Yes, Circe, you are all of those things and more. If we’re not careful, you’ll consume me whole.” Caiden kissed her hard to stop the flow of words. Soon, she would remember everything and discussions like this would become redundant.
* * * *
Riley felt as if flames licked the edges of her soul. Caiden’s kiss consumed her, mastered her will. She felt herself yielding to him, all the while knowing the submission was temporary. While it felt real, she knew it wasn’t. Only minutes ago, she had fallen asleep in Soren’s arms.
He kissed her cheeks and eyelids before trailing a path of fire from one earlobe to the other. She thrust her pelvis against him, trying to sate some of the need smoldering between her legs.
Caiden shifted his weight, moving her arms so that he could hold both wrists with one hand. His free shoulder dropped, and he caught her leg under her knee. With practiced ease, he shifted until he held her down by pinning her knees against her chest. This position bared her pussy to his gaze. He licked and sucked a path down her torso, pausing at intervals to nip and kiss her inner thighs.
Memories, indistinct except for the pulsing hedonism and the tender impressions of love, flooded back to Riley. This wasn’t her first time with Caiden. Like Soren, he preferred the dominant position. She knew he wasn’t going to let her do anything he didn’t want her to do. No matter how much she yearned to touch him, he would never surrender that control.
Not to her, anyway.
He would, however, surrender it to Soren. He would kneel at Soren’s feet and welcome Soren’s hard cock inside his mouth, swallowing the complete length until nothing remained.
Riley now had not one, but two men to dominate her in bed. And yet, she knew neither would hesitate to fulfill her slightest wish.
Caiden pushed her wrists down, the sand beneath the blanket moving easily to cradle them. Then he let go, and she understood she wasn’t to move her hands. Riley needed to hold something, so she grabbed for the blanket, squishing it in her fists.
He paused in nibbling just outside of her labia. “Good girl, Circe. Keep those hands exactly where I put them.”
With that, he clamped his mouth onto her pussy, sucking hard at much more flesh than she thought possible. The inferno of his mouth combined with the sharp pinch of the suction, stimulating her too fast to allow her to become used to it. She cried out, instinctively arching her back to dilute the sensation. Caiden paused his actions and pushed her back down, a warning with which she instantly complied.
His mouth never left her pussy. He sucked harder, grinding his tongue on the flesh surrounding her hole. The roughness and the slight pain reminded her of the way it felt to be stretched wide as Soren pounded into her. The exquisiteness of the feelings he generated bloomed, and her pussy no longer wanted to retreat. She thrust, pressing closer.
Caiden lifted his head. “That’s it, darling. I knew you’d like that. Give me your hands.”
Slowly, she lowered her hands, expecting the muscles in her shoulders to ache and protest. Since this was a dream, they did not. Caiden placed each of her hands under their respective knees. Now she held herself completely open to him. He sat back on his heels and raked his gaze over her offering.
“Beautiful, Circe. Simply gorgeous. See how your pussy weeps for me? It begs to be licked and sucked and fucked. You want that, darling, don’t you?”
Riley wished he would touch her. She wished he would at least caress her folds as he spoke. He did caress her folds, but he used only his eyes, and it didn’t count for much
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