Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“You remember,” Malik murmured. Reaching out, he cupped my cheek and turned me face up to his. “I think you remember very well, Celia.”
He took my mouth in a kiss and I have to confess, I didn’t try to stop him. Despite the long day we’d both had, I could feel his energy flowing through me. It was like he was a power source that I had somehow plugged in to and he was charging my battery—in more ways than one.
“Mmm,” he murmured, breaking the kiss at last. “What about that fantasy now? How about if I fulfill it?”
I bit my lip, looking up at him uncertainly.
“If I let you do that though, doesn’t it mean you’ll go away? I mean, what if that Ogre comes back again. I know my house is warded against evil Creatures but—”
“Ah, I see what’s worrying you,” he murmured. “What if I promised not to leave you until the situation with the Ogre is resolved?”
“Really?” I looked at him hopefully. “You’d do that?”
“Of course!” His handsome face grew serious. “I told you before, I wasn’t in time to save Hester. I have an obligation to your bloodline—I won’t leave before I fulfill it.”
I looked away.
“So that’s the reason you’re staying? Just to fulfill an obligation?”
“No, I’m staying because I want to. Because over the last six months we’ve been dreaming of each other, I realized what a unique woman you are, Celia. And that I want to get to know you better—much better.”
I started to answer, but he took my mouth again in a much more passionate and urgent kiss this time. I couldn’t help myself—I gave in and kissed him back. I let my hands wander over his broad chest and breathed in his warm, smoke and spice scent as the two of us kissed each other hungrily and deeply.
But Malik wasn’t content just to taste my mouth. A moment later, he broke the kiss. Before I could protest, he brushed my hair away from my neck and began to kiss me there, too, nibbling and flicking his tongue over the sensitive skin to send pleasure racing through my whole body.
My neck has always been an erogenous zone for me. The minute he started kissing me there, I felt my body reacting. My nipples got so tight they almost hurt and my pussy was suddenly wet and hot. My clit was throbbing again and I shifted on the couch, wondering vaguely if it had anything to do with the way he had stung me with his tail when he had first appeared in my bed.
“Mmm, as a matter of fact, that’s exactly what’s happening,” Malik murmured against my neck.
“Uh, what?” I panted, barely able to concentrate.
Malik looked up, his eyes half-lidded.
“The aching you feel in your sweet little clit is a result of my venom,” he said.
“Your venom?” My eyes got wide, though I couldn’t get too upset—I was too turned on for that.
“Yes, my venom,” he repeated and suddenly his tail was hovering just in my line of sight. “In small quantities it brings intense pleasure and sensitivity. Watch…”
And before I could protest, he reached into my t-shirt and bra and pulled out one of my breasts. Before I could stop him, the end of his tail was curling around my breast while the pointed tip teased lightly at my tight nipple.
“Hey,” I protested breathlessly. “Don’t really sting me, okay?”
“Why not? It doesn’t have to hurt—you just weren’t prepared for it last time,” he said. “Now you know what’s coming, you should feel only pleasure.”
“But—” I began but then the tip of his tail suddenly pressed directly against my nipple.
I expected to feel a sharp stinging sensation but, as Malik had promised there wasn’t even a pinch or any pain at all. Instead, I felt a sensation of intense pleasure—almost like I was having an orgasm through my nipple, if that makes any sense.
“Oh!” I gasped, writhing on the couch.
“See? It feels good, doesn’t it?” Malik gave me a devilish smile. “And see how much more sensitive your nipple is now?”
Looking down, I could see that the nipple he had stung was indeed looking more sensitive. It was darker and larger than it had been—almost as though it was swollen with pleasure.
“Look, let’s do a comparison.” Reaching into my shirt again, Malik pulled out my other breast. Holding my eyes with his the whole time, he leaned forward and captured my un-stung nipple in his mouth.
I moaned breathlessly as he circled my nipple with his tongue. It felt really good. I’ve always liked having my breasts and nipples played with—as long as the guy knows what he’s doing—and the big Incubus definitely did.
Reluctantly, I thought, he let my nipple slip from his lips.
“That was nice, wasn’t it?” he murmured.
I nodded mutely. It had been a whole lot more than just “nice.”