Crimson Warrior (Onyx Assassins 3)

He kissed the newly exposed area, teasing his tongue over the spot as his hands bunched at the skirts of the dress at my hips. One fast tug and he tossed the ruined dress over his shoulder. A slow, sensuous smile shaped his lips as he propped himself up above me, eying my naked body beneath him.

“Beautiful,” he said, his eyes drinking their fill of my skin, my peaked breasts, my tummy, and between my thighs. I felt every look like a caress as if he were trailing those fingers everywhere his eyes lingered.

“Ransom,” I said because I could think of nothing else, could feel nothing else beyond the connection blazing bright and tight between us. It pulsed with a hunger that settled deep inside of me, stronger than I’d ever felt it before. I needed him on every single level possible.

He sat up on his knees, nudging mine apart with those strong hands of his. Laying me completely bare to him, at his mercy.

“Ransom!” I breathed his name as he dipped his head down, lapping at the very center of me with that damn tongue of his. He gripped my hips as he feasted on me with long laps and teasing thrusts, his breath warm against my core. I arched into his mouth, silently begging him to put me out of my misery as he teased that bundle of nerves that ached with tension.

“Delicious,” he murmured against my swollen flesh, sending shocks of electricity all along my skin. “I could eat you for hours,” he growled, flattening his tongue against that aching spot before he sucked—

I exploded, my back bowing off the bed with the sensation. Tremors rolled through me, delicious waves of heat that shimmered and shattered me entirely.

“Mmm,” Ransom moaned, lapping up my flavor like I was a delicacy he wanted to devour. “That was fast, beautiful,” he said, glancing up at me from between my thighs, a purely satisfied smirk on his lips. I nearly came again at the sight of him. “How badly did you want me?” He tilted his head in that cocky way of his, and I wet my lips.

“Bad,” I admitted, reaching for him.

He shook his head and secured his arm over my waist, pinning me to the bed before unleashing himself on me again. I gasped as he continued to feast on my overly sensitive flesh, drinking and eating his fill, sending me crashing over that edge again so fast and hard I thought I might pass out from the pleasure ripping through my body.

My breaths heaving, I whimpered when he flicked his tongue over me once more, then rose to his knees again, situating his hard as steel cock at my entrance. I gazed up at him, arching to tease the head of his cock with what he made slick and swollen. He licked his lips, his sapphire eyes nearly glowing with blue flames of heat as he slowly slid his hands down my raised thighs, stopping to grip my hips.

One motion, that’s all it took for him to haul me off the bed, bringing us chest to chest as I settled tightly over him.

His muscles shuddered as I sank atop him, taking him into the hilt. He held me tight against him, his nose grazing mine as he gave me moments to adjust to the sheer size of him.

I pressed my lips against his, tasting myself on his tongue as I teased the tips of those fangs. He growled at the tease, slowly thrusting upward. Licks of flame curled inside me at the move, at the way he filled me so much I could barely breathe. I broke out of the kiss, arching my head back as he thrust up again and again.

Slow, steady, tortuous.

I tightened my thighs on either side of him, rolling my hips in time to his thrusts. Digging my nails into his shoulders, my fangs fully distended with the need to sink them into his flesh, but I held back, the action almost painful.

More. I needed more.

“Harder,” I begged.

His eyes flared, his grip on my hips tightening as he increased his pace, but only a fraction. I rocked against him with more force, needing him faster, longer.

“Harder,” I demanded, and he cocked a brow at me in challenge. I nodded, and his eyes guttered.

Like a lightning strike, he thrust upward, hard and fast and with all the strength his warrior body possessed. I arched back, gasping at the tremors of heat rolling through me. At the instinct barreling through me that demanded harder, more, more, more.

“Yes!” I gripped his shoulders, loosening my thighs at his hips, allowing him to take complete control as he pistoned his hips upward, his thrusts hitting that spot deep inside me, flooding me with heat and need and hunger. “God, yes, just like that,” I moaned, holding on as Ransom took complete control, using my body to wring every ounce of pleasure from the both of us.