Flirting? Obvious?
My mind is spinning.
“Lizette, I am absolutely captivated by you,” he says, and I might melt to the ground at any moment. “I spend every second of every day thinking about the next time I’ll get to see you, our next rendezvous in the library, but it’s never enough. I broughtyou here because I planned to tell you, but I didn’t think it would go like this.”
He reaches up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, and heat pools between my thighs.
“H-how did you expect it to go?” I ask.
He smirks. “Well there were two possibilities. The first, you graciously declined my advances and we waded through the creek before heading back to the castle.”
I cock an eyebrow at him. “And the second?”
He leans in close enough for his snout to brush against my jaw, his warm breath rolling over my skin and making me shudder. My libido skyrockets, my clit throbbing needily as I fight to remember how to think.
“That one, I’d have to show you.”
Seven
Lizette
Holy shit.
I can hardly think through the lustful haze clouding my mind. Oryx leans closer, his snout brushing feather-light over my skin, and his tongue snakes out to caress the exposed column of my neck. Electricity zips through me.
Is this really happening right now?
I could have sworn I woke up this morning and walked down to the kitchen for my chores, but the longer this scenario plays out, the more convinced I am that I’m still dreaming. There’s no way Oryx wants me, and there’s definitely no way he’s planning to fuck me here in the middle of the woods.
Right?
One of his hands brushes my thigh, slipping up to my hip where his fingers latch on.
“Do you want me to show you?” he whispers, causing goosebumps to pebble across my skin.
Yes. No. What if we get caught?
My thoughts are a tangled mess, but the heat lancing through me threatens to shatter them all. As Oryx’s hand skirts higher, my eyes flutter closed, and the smallest moan escapes my lips when his thumb brushes over my nipple through my dress.
The throb pounding between my thighs becomes relentless, until it’s impossible to think logically.
Surely no one is going to find us out here.
And even then, I don’t know that I would care…
“Yes,” I pant, dropping my head back to give him better access to my neck. His warm tongue slides along my skin, and I desperately want it everywhere. I want him to taste me, tease me, fuck me with it.
“Yes, what?” He pulls back suddenly, and I pry my eyes open to meet his expectant gaze.
Touch me. Devour me. Fuck me.
My cheeks scorch at the thoughts, but I can’t stop them. It’s been so long since I’ve been touched at all, and even then it was some random servant looking for a hookup. I’ve never been this insanely attracted to a male before, and I want him to follow through with every filthy desire consuming his mind currently.
“Show me,” I manage, finding it hard to speak. I’m so wound up with nerves, every muscle in my body tense, when I know I shouldn’t be.
Oryx clearly knows what he’s doing, and I plan to let him take the lead.
He chuckles and moves away, tugging his thin shirt off over his head to reveal a broad chest rippling with chiseled muscles. I have to fight to keep my jaw locked firmly in place. He’s a stunning specimen, looking like a gray marble sculpture.