Chapter Twenty-Three
Christian didn’t even bother heading for the bedroom. As soon as the door was shut, he pushed her back against the wood and her legs came up around his waist. Oh, God. This was her fantasy come to life and her body’s response nearly overwhelmed her. Her fingers had tunneled into his hair, and she was gripping hard – it had to be painful for his scalp, but her bear wasn’t complaining. Instead, he was kissing her like he was starving. She felt the same, her body pressing and writhing, needing to get closer. Lily broke the kiss, gasping for breath, she felt the tingle behind her eyes, and knew they had shifted.
“Christ, that’s hot.” Christian growled, his mouth moving to her neck, teeth scraping along the sensitive column.
Unable to stand the clothes between them for even a moment more, Lily let go of Christian’s hair, gripped the neck of his t-shirt and with the help of her claws, tore it down the front, the sound of rending cloth was swallowed up by Christian’s excited shout, “Yes, kitten. Damn, you’re incredible.” His voice was harsh, gruff with arousal, only adding fuel to the flames of Lily’s excitement.
Her pants were a hindrance as she continued to grind against Christian, wishing she was wearing a skirt. As if he knew exactly what she was thinking, she felt his large palm squeeze her ass cheek hard for just a moment before it slid between her legs where she was so hot. The mewling sound that came out of her throat in response was needy, practically begging. “Rip them.”
Lily may not have a lot of clothes, but at that moment, she didn’t care as the tough denim lost the fight against Christian’s superior strength. Mere seconds and a thick finger was sliding into her wet heat. “Yes, oh please.”
Christian’s teeth latched onto the curve between her neck and shoulder, his breathing hard and labored, his breath hot, but he didn’t sink those teeth in deep, just enough to grip. Lily’s own claws were against his skin, gripping as well, feeling the need to hold onto this male, hold onto this moment as his finger worked her into a frenzy. She was so close… so close… His hand turned slightly, his thumb finding that tight bundle of swollen nerves and pressing – delicious pressure that sent her over the edge with a growl.
Lily was in a pleasure soaked daze as she felt Christian pull her away from the wall. His lips softly moving against her neck and jaw. They were moving, walking, but Lily couldn’t open the heavy lids of her eyes. She felt him lowering her and then the softness of his big bed against her back. She didn’t want to let go, but Christian carefully pried her arms from around his neck before moving to extricate his hips from the clamp of her thighs.
Feeling the loss immediately, Lily lifted her arms to try and get him back, but Christian avoided her grasp. “Shh, kitten. Let me love you proper now.”
The promise had her lips tilting up in a satisfied smile and she cracked open one of her eyes. Christian was staring down at her, his eyes so intense with passion she nearly gasped.
“You are the most beautiful female I have ever seen.” He murmured with gruff reverence. The look on his face was so full of awe, that Lily had no choice but to believe, and his big, strong hands – hands that could break bones like snapping twigs – were oh, so careful as they stripped her clothes from her body, revealing her to his appreciative gaze.
Lily couldn’t look away from his face as his fingertips traced over her skin so lightly that every nerve in her body came to tingling life. When those fingertips came to her aching nipples, now bare of restraint, they traced slow circles as his eyes lifted to hers, judging her reaction. Her back arched, seeking a firmer touch, and Christian complied, his hands cupping, squeezing until she moaned with pleasure. His thumb and index finger pinching her nipples while his eyes continued to hold hers.
“Kiss me,” she pleaded in a breathless whisper. Immediately, his mouth came to hers, his teeth nipping at her bottom lip before his tongue slid out to sooth the tiny sting before sliding in to tangle with hers.
Lily slid her hands against the solid warmth of Christian’s chest and up over his shoulder to push off the remnants of his shredded t-shirt before sliding back down, lingering in a scratching caress over the peaks of his nipples that made him growl deep in his throat. Emboldened by the sound, her hands skated lower, streaking her claws lightly down his muscled abdomen to the button of his jeans, but Christian once again, evaded her hands. “Not yet,” he growled, his mouth moving from her lips to her chin and then lower.
Settling his weight fully on the bed between her thighs, he kissed his way to her aching breasts, his hands cupping them as he suckled one nipple into the heat of his mouth. His teeth scraped the sensitive peak, his tongue flicking against the tip.
Lily’s fingers slid impatiently into his hair needing to grip and push him closer as her hips rocked against his belly in search of the pressure her body craved. Everything he was doing felt so good, yet she wanted more – needed more. “Please,” she groaned, barely recognizing the throaty growl of her voice.
Christian growled as well, kissing his way to her neglected breast, “I’m going to make you feel so good, my Lily. So good.”
Lily gasped as his lips latched onto the other nipple and sucked hard. The answering throb between her legs growing so intense that she couldn’t have stilled her hips if she had tried. He continued to suck, lick, and tease her breast, while her other breast was cupped, the nipple held between two fingers and suddenly, Lily was coming, with nothing more than his mouth on her breasts and his belly against the heat of her core, her body was shattering, pulsing with an orgasm that had her crying out his name.
“That’s it, baby,” Christian crooned as his mouth moved from her breast to skate down the smooth line of her belly. “I love it when you come.”
Pausing briefly to dip his tongue into her navel, Christian slid further down her body as Lily watched him with a passion drugged gaze. His hands gripped her thighs to lift her legs over his shoulders and she watched as his nostrils flared, breathing her in, and his eyes closed in appreciation of her scent before he growled. When his eyes opened, the deep brown of his eyes had lightened to amber with the heat of his arousal. “You smell so good.” He said in a husky whisper, his voice almost animalistic. “So mine. I need to taste you.”
Lily let out a whimper of need and her hips rocked up of their own volition to welcome his mouth and Christian readily accepted the invitation with a long swipe of his hot tongue.
Lily’s head shot back into the pillows as she gasped, her body arcing off the mattress and Christian’s hands tightened on her hips. She felt her eyes shift, and her claws shoot out. Afraid she’d unintentionally hurt him, she gripped the comforter beneath her and held on tight as his lips latched onto that bundle of nerves that, at this moment, was the center of her universe.
She could hardly breath, was in fact panting to get the needed oxygen into her lungs. She felt one of Christian’s hands move away from her hip and then a finger moved into her wet heat, her body clasping tight around it, attempting to pull it in deeper. A second finger joined the first and Lily cried out in pleasure as his tongue stroked her harder, faster, his fingers moving rhythmically inside of her, the crescendo building. Lily drew a hard breath and held it as it her entire body snapped tight before releasing it with a cry, her body cracking apart with the most intense orgasm she’d ever felt.
Christian stayed with her through it all, prolonging the pleasure, soothing, caressing… When her body finally relaxed, sinking into the mattress, he climbed up her body with a pleased smile on his lips. Possibly even smug, but she figured he had the right – he’d played her body like a master.
Returning the smile, her fingers skated down his side leaving goosebumps in their wake until they met the obstacle of his pants. “Take these off.” She purred against his lips, giving the denim a little tug.
With a quick kiss of her lips, Christian stood, his eyes, still amber in his need, never leaving hers. It was Lily who broke that connection, unable to resist watching those pants come off. His erection was thick and long, pressed hard against the denim that restrained it, and she bit her lip in excitement. Unable to wait, she reached for the tab of his jeans, brushing his fingers aside. “I want to do it.”
Christian groaned, his hands fisting at his sides as he let her have her way. The denim was stiff, snug now with his erection behind it making it difficult to open but Lily managed. Probably quicker than she should have, and with less seductive flare, she pushed down the jeans and practically tore his boxers in her haste. Finally, freed, his erection thrust forward proudly from his hips and Lily purred at the sight, the sound causing Christian to hiss out a sharp breath through his teeth.
Gripping his length and feeling the pulsing power beneath her palm, Lily leaned forward and stroked her tongue over the head. Christian let out a shout of approval and with a small, smug smile of her own, Lily took him fully into her mouth.
Christian’s hips bucked forward as he gasped, his fingers moving into her hair to comb through the long blond strands, gripping it, but careful not to tug. He breathed out something that sounded like “God, yes,” and Lily pulled back to circle the head again with her tongue before taking the length back into the suction of her mouth, repeating the motion again and again as Christian growled and panted, his hands petting and gripping by turns. Curious, Lily slid a hand up his thigh and palmed the heavy weight between his legs. She felt it contract and pull up tight as Christian let out a harsh cry and attempted to twist away, but Lily held on tight, knowing he was going to come and wanting to taste his release as he had tasted hers. His body jerked, tightening to the point of shuddering just before his release hit the back of her throat.
Feeling powerful and sexy as Christian watched her carefully from above with heavy lidded eyes, Lily purred and caressed her bear. His hip, the firm, muscled cheeks of his ass, the hard planes on his abdomen all felt the skim of her fingertips and she watched in fascination as his erection, which should have been softening, twitched in appreciation of her touch.
