Delta's Baby Surprise (Special Forces Elite 1)

My body was raging with fire. A kind of fire I had never felt. Every nerve. Every sense was on overload. His words. Holy shit, his voice and words were so dirty. So dark. But I wanted him to say more. I wanted those promises. They made me shiver and quake. My core quivered with a tingle that warmed everything between my legs. My clit throbbed with an aching pulse every time he looked in my eyes and spoke in his deep cool voice.

It wasn’t the bourbon. It helped to ease my nerves, but I wasn’t drunk. I’d never felt more alert.

My nipples were hard and I couldn’t ignore that my panties were increasingly wet every time he touched me.

Damon Sauvage was about to take me to bed.

His fingers gripped my bottom and I liked the pressure. I could feel the intensity that was bottled up in this man.

“Come with me.”

He pulled my hand, tugging me behind him. I left my clothes on the floor and followed him to his bedroom.

For a brief second I saw the four-poster bed in the center of the room. There was a flat screen TV on one wall and a huge marble fireplace on the other. I imagined in winter months it lit the room with warm orange glows. But tonight he turned off the lights, throwing us into a cool, impenetrable darkness.

I felt a sudden freedom in the dark.

“Strip and get on my bed naked,” he commanded.

I wondered if I could just take an order like that, but I didn’t hesitate. The dark must have turned on a kinkier side of me. I walked in the direction of the bed, slipping my bra off along the way. I found the mattress, sat on the edge and wiggled out of my panties.

I couldn’t help the way my lungs searched for air. My adrenaline was pumping. I’d never done anything so reckless or erotic.

I wondered how long it would take the king to find me in the dark, but I could already feel his large hands as he clung to my thighs, pressing them wide.

“Oh God,” I whispered as he shoved my knees farther apart and I felt his breath blow across my heat.

“Are you as sweet as I think, Molly?” he asked.

My hands roamed over my body, coasting over my breasts, trying to find gravity somewhere inside myself.

“I-I—” He didn’t let me answer before he slid a finger between my folds. I bucked when he flicked my swollen clit.

“Ohh.” It ached.

“You’re so wet. So ready to have me fuck you, aren’t you?”

I nodded, knowing he couldn’t see me. I rubbed my nipples, my juices flowing.

He spread my entrance, circling my clit with his thumb as his tongue ran a line up and down. The touch sizzled and I automatically tried to press my knees together.

“No, my dirty girl.” His tongue flicked again, probing my folds. “You’re living my fantasy now. Spread your legs. This pussy is mine.”

My knees fell to the side in sudden submission as he thrust his tongue inside me.

“Oh God,” I moaned, gripping his thick black hair.

He sucked and lapped as my hips began to rock with a natural rhythm. It was incredible. I wanted more. I was greedy for it. I bucked wildly into his face.

“Oh you’re going to come so hard, my love,” he growled against my clit, sending delicious vibrations to my core.

My head thrashed as the orgasm started to take shape. I couldn’t hold out as he fucked me with his mouth, tasting and relishing my pussy. I urged him to move faster, grinding my hips shamelessly into his mouth. I fisted my hands at the back of his head as he spread me wider, feasting until the current claimed me.

“Come. Fucking come for me,” he commanded.

And I let go. I let the rush of pleasure consume me.

Damon climbed on to the bed next to me. He lifted me, moving me in the center of the mattress.