Immortals After Dark 05 - Dark Needs at Nights Edge

breast.
    With a groan, he palmed one, then the other, his breaths growing ragged.
    Néomi was aroused for him but overwhelmed, attracted yet anxious. His erection prodded against her hip, the wide head so hot and slick, seeming to scald her skin.
    “Conrad.” She wriggled her chest when he grew a fraction too rough. “A little lighter.”
    He froze. When he eased his grip, and she stilled, he said, “I can be gentle with you.”
    Releasing her, he softly rasped her nipple with the back of his fingernail, then dragged the pad of his finger over it. She moaned sharply when he did it again. “Better?”
    She found herself nodding against his shoulder. Somehow the assassin was gentling his callused hands on her—such a contrast to his ruthless fighting tonight.

    Back and forth came the rasp of his nail and the maddening drag of his finger, over and over, until her nipples ached so badly they pained her.
    “Tell me—say you like it.”
    “Uh-hmm, I like it.”
    In a husky voice, he said, “I can feel them throbbing, koeri.”
    She moaned again, arching her back. He responded by leaning down, his hot mouth suckling her, those firm, cruel lips pulling on one peak, then the other. As he inched his hand up her leg, he began slowly grinding against her hip.
    Nuzzling her damp nipple, he said, “Spread your legs, Néomi. I want to touch you inside... learn you.” Even as she ached for his touch, she grew nervous. Though she wasn’t a virgin, he could still accidentally hurt her.
    He tugged on her knee with a wildly quaking hand.
    “Part your thighs for me.” After hesitating, she... did. “Ah, that’s it. Let me see you there.” With a last lick over one of her stiff nipples, he relinquished her breasts to sit up above her. When he stared at her between her legs, he exhaled in a rush, and his shaft jerked in his excitement.
    This aroused her even more. As she reached her arm around him to smooth her hand over the glorious muscles of his back, he ran his forefinger along her sex.
    She needed to kiss him, to lick his body, to get her legs wider for him—
    His big finger entered her.
    She squirmed and moaned from the filling sensation, as he delved deeper, inch by inch. When he could go no farther, she cried out.
    He stilled. “Have I hurt you?”
    “No, oh, God! N’arrête pas!”
    He began thrusting his finger inside her, grating, “Tight. So tight.” She’d never felt or imagined any man so hard, yet he took his time learning her body. But in the back of her mind, she wondered if his claiming her as fiercely as the others had predicted might be better than this seething need, barely contained—and building.
    Slow build, she’d told him. But where did it end?
    “Conrad, please... ”
    “Will you come like this?”
    “Yes, and soon.”

    With his lips parted around ragged breaths, he watched his finger slipping in and out of her glistening sheath.
    “Conrad, yes, yes... ” she whimpered, seeming mindless with lust. She leaned up to lick his chest.
    He was stunned by how slick she was getting for him, how hungrily her flesh milked his finger. “It’s perfect,” he bit out, his tone sounding awed even to him.
    He’d never known a woman could become this abandoned.
    Not just a woman. My woman.
    Unfamiliar urges racked him. He had the strongest need to pin her to the bed, so she couldn’t get away from him. He had the need to tell her how much she was pleasing him. He bent to murmur at her ear, but his words turned to an agonized hiss when she rocked her hips on his finger.
    “Higher... with your thumb,” she panted.
    Groaning at how swollen her little clitoris had gotten, he circled it with his thumb.
    She moaned, “Yes, Conrad... ”
    With the finger inside her, he could tell when her sex tensed, readying to come. He wanted to make her come, needed to so badly. Just from his fingers.
    The idea of giving her his cock to glove like that made him wild, but he wanted to feel what it would be like when she orgasmed.
    She was shuddering, quivering, so close. Then, with her nipples tight and pointing, she stiffened, her eyelids sliding shut on a wordless cry. Her legs fell open wide. It was everything he could do not to spill against her hip as she clenched his finger, coming wetly around it, again and again. Amazing... .
    Now he was dying for her to do that around his shaft. As soon as the tension left her body, he knelt between her legs.
    Her expression was partly dazed, but still hungry, and her