Immortals After Dark 09 - Pleasure of a Dark Prince

need.
    “Let me pet you. Or take my hand and show me how you want me to touch you.”
    “Just… just do it like you did that night in the cell.”
    “Was so long ago, I canna quite remember. Show me.” He seized her hand, and with his gaze catching hers, he sucked her forefinger between his lips, wetting it. Then he placed it against her throbbing clitoris, murmuring, “This is the finger you prefer, if memory serves.”
    She was too aroused to be embarrassed, too far gone not to begin stroking herself there.
    His lids went heavy, and he growled low in his throat. “That’s it, lass.” He moved to kneel between her thighs.
    Masturbating to his riveted gaze, spreading moistureall around, she undulated her hips to her hand, her other arm falling over her head.
    He began massaging her inner thighs, spreading her legs wider and wider, while her eyes fluttered shut.
    Yet soon she felt
his
fingers stroking her folds, probing her opening. “MacRieve!”
    “Keep goin’.” His chest was heaving. “I’m going to put my finger in. Nothing more. Just my—”
    “No!” She slammed her knees shut.
    He forced them back open. “Then just my tongue.” With his callused palms flat on her inner thighs, pinning her legs open, he leaned down and set his mouth directly upon her sex.
    She sucked in a shocked breath. Lightning lit the room.
    He spread her flesh, licking her up and down. “I’ve waited my whole life for this,” he rasped against her, his accent so thick. “Will never get enough of you.” Shuddering with pleasure, he began flicking, teasing, nipping….
    She moaned—loudly. Rain and wind pounded the balcony doors open. A fine mist dewed her skin.
    Seeming drugged with bliss, he asked, “You’ve never had this?”
    “No!”
    “You’ll be wantin’ it again?”
    Another thorough lick had her back arching. “Ah, yes!”
    “Good lass.” He wrapped those brawny arms around her thighs. “Your taste maddens me, dreamed of it, fantasized about doing this tae you.” He circled his tongueover her clitoris. “Have you imagined me kissing you here?”
    “Yes,”
she moaned. She had, but had never dreamed it would be this wicked….
    His pace was slow, savoring, but his body was taut, tension in every line of his corded muscles. He seemed as if he were only just keeping himself from setting upon her in a frenzy. His knee was drawn up, and his narrow hips were grinding against the bed. She wanted her hands on his rock-hard ass, wanted to feel him moving so sensuously.
    As she grew closer to her climax, he gave a harsh groan against her. His eyes had flickered blue, and she’d seen a glimpse of his beast. Yet for some reason, the thought that he couldn’t quite control his reaction didn’t frighten her—it
aroused
her even more.
    The tremors began, pleasure as she’d never imagined….
    Just before he took her clitoris between his lips, he growled,
“Come hard for your male,”
then he suckled her.
    “Ah, gods!” Her thighs fell wide open as she wantonly bucked to his mouth. Lightning flashed like bomb bursts outside. “Oh, yes!” She drew a breath,
needing
to scream. But he put his palm over her mouth for her to cry out against.
    She did. Over and over…
    He didn’t stop licking her orgasm the first or even the second time she pressed his head away. Just continued feasting, grinding his aching cock into the bed.
    Finally, he tore himself away from her with a yell, rising up on his knees. Already he was on the verge of coming—even before he saw her spread out before him like an offering.
    Her thighs were still parted, revealing her drenched sex. Her soft folds glistened. Her breasts were rising and falling with her hectic breaths.
    Her eyes…
silvery and filled with lust as she stared at his swollen cock.
    “Touch it.”
    She rose up, reaching for him, giving him a slow stroke along his shaft.
    “Cup me.” When she put her cool palm against his aching bollocks, hefting them, he choked out,
“Now do both.”
As she fondled his sac and stroked, he went nigh dizzy with pleasure. Somehow, he managed to utter the words, “Put your lips on it.”
    She leaned in, looking like she was considering it but then hesitated.
    “Have you ever done this?”
    She whispered, “No, never.”
    “Do you want tae?” When she gave a tentative nod, he said, “I’ll show you.”
She’s going to suckle it?
A dream? Another fantasy to join the thousands over the last year?
    Holding the back of her head