Rori bit her lip with a moan and nodded.
Thaddeus’s dark smile grew. “I wish to hear you speak of such. I wish to hear your arousal in your voice.”
Oh, God.
“Yes.”
“Aye?” He pressed the very tip of a single fingers against her opening, her knees falling open. “Aye what, sweet?”
“Yes, it’s because of you. It’s for you.”
“Ahh.” Thaddeus lowered his head, his lips grazing across hers as she writhed against his torturous touch. “Goddess, your heart is racing. Such a melody to my ears, like the scent of your nectar is an elixir I can taste in the air. I’m a selfish man, Rori. Selfish and shameless when I say I’ll squeeze every drop of pleasure from you, and then some. I want itall.”
“You’ll have it all, and so will I.”
Thaddeus’s smile faded, the predator emerging. “Aye, you will.”
At once, his mouth claimed one of her nipples and his fingers dipped knuckle-deep inside her body. She cried out, bowing off the bed, tugging against his grip, trying to ride his slow-thrusting fingers. He plucked her at the seams. Heat swelled and bubbled, tension coiling low in her belly. Each suckle and tug of her nipple struck nerves that shot down to her core, to a burning sensation growing and growing, his fingers pumping, twisting. Pressure, delightful pressure, mounted. His mouth licked down her belly, his tongue circled her belly button. The fucking man’s mouth was sin incarnate, temptation unleashed, everything a woman dreamed of, and it washers.
The cords snapped. She split, shattered into a million pieces. Everything pulsed, her orgasm blinding behind white light and the brilliant gold bond. She tried to move away from the intense pressure, escape the mind-breaking euphoria.
Somewhere in the haze, the pressure began to subside on a series of deft throbs. His fingers slipped from her body. The shackle around her wrists fell away. She sank her fingers into Thaddeus’s hair. Fisting. Scraping his scalp.
She lifted her head from the mattress and peeled open her eyes as he tugged her shorts and panties off, spread her legs wide, and drank from her core.
“Damn it, Thaddeus!”
Sharp tremors shook her legs. His tongue swept through her, savoring every drop of moisture. The hunger in his eyes when he lifted his gaze up to hers was soul-shattering. Her heart sputtered and her lungs seized.
He latched onto her clit and swirled his tongue across the swollen nub.
Rori dropped her head back and rode the sharp, mercilesswaves of another fierce orgasm as it hit with no warning. White hot fire spread on an ecstasy-infused accelerant from her core, pouring into every crevice from head to toe. The unrelenting pressure against her clit, the endless play of his tongue and lips, ripped her open and shattered her world. He shot her to the heavens, her body a weightless throbbing essence of light and ecstasy, a spray of stars against her eyelids.
Within the thick, foggy aftermath, she swore his mouth kissed her thighs, the crease of her hips. She did feel the nip of his teeth at her waist as the mattress sank between her legs.
Thaddeus took her chin in a gentle grip, tipping her head up. The fog spread into her vision, and it took a few seconds for him to come into focus.
“Breathtaking,mostorín. I’ve no words to describe how beautiful you look painted with pleasure. Pleasure I give you.” The beast in his eyes had changed. If she weren’t floating within this post-euphoric haze, she’d probably have questioned herself more, but she swore he gazed down at her in wonder.
And something much deeper.
“I want you, Thaddeus.” She slipped her hands along his sides, coming to rest on his bare hips. She didn’t care how he had relinquished his pants, didn’t doubt for a minute a poof of magic did the trick. They were gone, leaving no barrier between them. “Now.”
Thaddeus wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her off the mattress. He held her steady as she settled on her knees, straddling his lap. Her attention dropped from his face to his thick erection glistening with moisture across a wide crown.
This damn Faery man was massive ineveryaspect of his being.
“Rori.” His hand combed into her hair, lifting her face back to his. A ghost of a crease marred the area between his brows, concern pushing its way into his eyes. She hated it. Not when shedidwant him, need him. “I won’t hurt you, but if you?—”
“Stop.”
She caught the back of his head and pulled him down for a voracious kiss, soaking in the flavor of her arousal and his natural spice on his tongue, and slowly sat herself on his cock.
The guttural sound that resounded from deep in his chest played over the fibers in the fabric of her soul. Each and every cord hummed, vibrated, reacted to him to a visceral degree. The bright golden light that reached out from her chest, an ethereal connection that pulsed in time with her heart, tethered somewhere within him, a completed circuit.
And he was right.
The sheer sensation of fullness stoked a deeper delight, but she felt no pain as he stretched her in places never touched, never tested. She took him in, to the hilt, succumbing to the possession of his kiss as he laid her back, the lazy thrusts as he filled her over and over. The steadily burning heat that never fully extinguished stirred into a new flame, new fire. The cool cape of his hair tickled and teased her hypersensitive skin while his hand explored the curve of her ass, hitching her leg higher on his waist.
