Page 47 of In the Light of the Moon
Sylvie had her feet propped up in my lap, now, and I ran my hand over her smooth calf. “Are you ready for dessert?” I asked.
She shifted with confusion, “Did you make some?”
I shrugged and began to gather our empty plates back onto the tray, “In a way.” She stood at the same time I did, and we went back into the cabin. If things were different, I would have kept us out there. Done this under the stars with the land I loved so much surrounding us.
But there was always chance of one of them lurking. And though they knew that she was mine and that we were together, I would not expose her to them in this way.
Instead, after placing the dishes in the deep, porcelain sink, I gestured toward the dining table, “Sit.”
Sylvie eyed me curiously but did as I said. Well, she sat at one of the chairs, back to the kitchen, and watched me over her shoulder.
I couldn’t hide my smirk, now, and her brows rose expectantly. I was banking on her enjoying this slight deception, and by her surprised but excited yelp when I pulled her chair back from the table, I was on the right track. My instincts flared, the ones that wanted to pin her down to draw out more of those little sounds, but I pushed them to the back of my mind.
Instead, I picked her up, hands palming her ass, and placed her where I’d intended. I settled myself into the chair and spread her legs while I scooted closer to her.
“Wha—”she began to ask but cut off her question with a gasp when I shoved the hem of her dress up to the middle of her thighs.
“Lie back, Sylvie.”
Again, she did as she was told, and her obedience made my cock twitch. “This is my dessert?” Her blunt teeth bit at her bottom lip, and I wanted to take it in my mouth again, to feel the plush weight of it yield beneath my much sharper ones. But, there would be more time for that later.
I pulled her dress up further, so that the hem settled around her waist. Her panties were black and lacy, and I trailed a reverent finger on the edge that ran along her inner thigh.
Her arousal was one of the sweetest scents I’d ever beheld, and it was almost unbearable this close. That was part of the reason I didn’t mind when she needed to take it slow at first. When I broke our kiss outside of the bar instead of turning her around and pounding her into the brick like I really wanted to do. When I kissed her and touched her over her clothes instead of tackling her to the ground and tearing off every shred of fabric that separated us.
My skin felt like it was on fire with the held-back urge. But it was a sacrifice I was more than willing to make. For her.
I shrugged while pulling her panties down and off her legs. My fingertips brushed against her all the way to her delicately arched feet, and I marveled at how different our skin was. Pale and deep, hard and soft. “Dessert, appetizer, whatever you want to call it.”
She huffed a little chuckle, just before I palmed the underside of her thighs and placed them on my shoulders. I leaned in, letting the sight and aroma intoxicate me. My mouth wasalready watering before I took my first taste of her, and once my tongue made a long, wet drag over her entrance and clit, I knew that I was in deep, deep trouble. But, as I suppressed the urge for my claws to come out to pin her down on the table, I couldn’t bring myself to care.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Sylvie
Orion was insatiable. When he’d lifted and sat me down on the table, exposed me from the waist down, I didn’t even have time to be self-conscious before my mind turned to a lust-fogged mess. Though we’d already had sex, this was an entirely new experience.
I writhed and arched while Orion’s tongue worked in swirls and swipes that left me whimpering. The noises I was making were obscene and pathetic, but I could tell that he loved it. The way he would hold me tighter after a particular pass of his tongue made me moan.
My fingers pinched and plucked my nipples while he brought me through one, two, then three orgasms on his dining table. I’d told him that I wasn’t much of a dessert person, but if this was his idea of a final course, I would certainly be a convert.
I was riding his face by the end, blinded by the pleasure he was drawing out of my body, and after that third time, he released my legs and stood over me.
I pried my eyes open, body still twitching with aftershocks, and I watched Orion’s eyes rove over me. His chest heaved, fists and jaw clenching, while he took in my form that was certainly a complete mess. The glint in his spring green eyes and flaring of his nostrils was so far from the shy sweetness he’d shown me earlier tonight. It was a switch he flipped, and my navel fluttered again, excited and readying for when his control finally snapped.
Maybe that was why I said what I did. I raised my feet to rest on the surface of the table, brazenly presenting myself for his hungry eyes. It was as if I was under a spell. Or some new part of me had become unlocked, and now there was no turning her away.
“What are you going to do with me now, Orion?”
His eyes locked with mine as he planted his hands on either side of my hips. Orion leaned over me, his face taking on a heated expression that I’d never seen from him, even when we’d fumbled in the dark after he gave me his teeth. His mouth and chin were glistening, nearly dripping, with me, but he didn’t even try to wipe himself clean.
“That all depends on you.” He reached out a finger to trace the corner of my jaw, “I said I wanted to savor you, and I meant it. Are you going to be good for me? Let me take care of you?”
I nodded frantically, body aching for him to touch me again, “I’ll be good for you, baby, please.”
A low sound rumbled from him just before he lunged forward, crashing his lips onto mine. My fingers sunk into his soft hair while our mouths joined in a desperate symphony. I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold him close, and Orion responded by hoisting us up off of the table. My body bobbed in the air along with his steps, but I was too lost in the kiss, exploring every bit of his soft lips, to realize where we were until he dropped down to take a seat.
My stomach dipped in surprise, and I lifted my head to find we were in his bedroom, where the only light was that coming from the moon outside. With the wall of glass to my right, it felt like we were in our own world with nature surrounding us.
