He ran his tongue over me, his eyes fluttered a little as he swirled it around my clit. I moaned and pressed into his touch. When he slid a finger inside, my hips moved against him, and my hands went to my breasts. I massaged them as he worked me until I was screaming his name and begging him to fuck me.
Just as I was about to come, he stopped.
“Liam?” I asked, confused and disappointed. I was throbbing, begging for release. My hand went between my legs, but he took it and pulled it away.
“Not yet,” he said, as he moved to lie on his side next to me, propping himself up on his elbow. Our sweat mixed with the scent of our arousal, making me moan again as I watched his fingers move over my torso down to my inner thigh.
“Look at me, Red,” he whispered. I looked into his eyes. His features were dark and angry. “You are mine. Understood? You will not touch anyone else ever again.” I nodded and moaned when his fingers slid inside me, then he stopped and pulled them almost all the way out. “No. That’s not how this works. You will say the words.”
“Oh, please,” I said breathlessly, pressing myself into his touch.
“No. You do not get to come until you answer me.”
Something had come over him. Something savage. Something dark. Something so fucking exciting I couldn’t refuse him.
“Yes. Yes. I am yours.”
He slid his fingers back inside, moving them in a wave, hitting a spot that had me crying out. He moved them faster, harder until I was frantic with need.
Then he stopped again, and I almost cried. “Are you sure this time? No other men. Do not lie to me again. My patience only goes so far.”
His voice was demanding but also husky with need. A shiver ran over me when I looked into his eyes. There were secrets in those eyes. Dark secrets. Secrets I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. It should have scared me, but it only heightened my arousal.
“Liam, it’s only you.” I cupped his cheek in my hand as I pressed my lips to his, kissing him until his features softened. “I swear to you, only you.”
On a long, low growl, he covered my body with his, thrusting inside me so hard, I came instantly. I dug my nails into his back as he moved his hips faster and harder until he brought me to climax again.
He pulled out and lowered his face between my legs. “I need to taste you,” he said, moaning as his tongue licked from my opening to my clit. I fisted my hands in the sheets while he worked his wicked mouth over me until I came once again. He was punishing me with pleasure.
“Liam...” I was so breathless I wasn’t sure I’d even said his name correctly.
“Mr. Fraser,” he growled against my center. The vibration sent delicious waves of desire through me.
A weak laugh escaped me. “Oh, yeah? You like it now?” I asked mimicking him from our first night together.
“Only when you say it,” he said, kissing his way up my legs, over my torso, to each of my breasts before landing on my lips. “You taste fucking incredible. It makes me want to devour you.” His voice was deeper, more feral than I’d ever heard it. It was as if his wolf was fighting for release.
“Mmm, I’m glad you enjoy me.”
“Oh, I do. I really fucking do,” he said, sliding his cock back inside me.
He kept it slow and kissed me this time. I arched my back, bringing him deeper inside. “I want to make you come now,” I whispered in his ear before sucking his lobe into my mouth.
He growled but didn’t protest when I rolled us over and pushed myself to sit up. His hands went to my waist, mine went to his chest as I slowly circled my hips. A low moan came from him as he moved his hands to my breasts, gently massaging before teasing my nipples. I moaned when he sat up to take one into his mouth.
The roughness of his tongue against my sensitive flesh was more than I could take. I drove my hands into his hair, holding him to my breast, not letting him pull away. I rose, letting his cock slide out, then slowly lowered myself back on to him. He moaned against my breast sending sparks of delight over me. I repeated the movement a few more times, extending our pleasure, until I could no longer wait.
Sensing my urgency, he held me tight as he thrust up into me while I rocked my hips to match his pace. I threw my head back and cried out his name as we both came. His hips pumped up into me a few more times as the waves of our climaxes washed over us.
I let my hands fall to my side, looking down at him as he lowered himself back onto the bed, pulling me down on top of him.
“Liam?”
“Hmm?”
“I really am sorry about Isaac, but I never lied to you. You must know those kisses weren’t out of passion. They weren’t for pleasure.”
He grunted.