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I'm delighted that the lights are out, and I have no trouble drawing him into the room at the back. He growls once the door is shut and grabs onto the skirts of my dress.

I gasp, but he puts a finger to my lips.

We can't have anyone waking up and finding me buried balls deep in you, now can we?

My mouth parts, but I can feel the rush of wet warmth between my legs. There was something so delicious about the thought of him taking me here again. On my terms.

Willing, but utterly helpless against him. Against enjoying what he wanted to give me.

You're all talk, I say back, breathless even in my thoughts.

He pulls up the skirts of my dress, and I fall back onto the bed.

Are you sure you want this now?

From this angle, I see him straining against his pants.

Yes,I say desperately before I reach forward and unlace his britches. When he springs out of the restrictive clothing, I take him into my mouth. He practically chokes, and it's like music to my ears.

I'd pictured taking him like this when I'd wanted to seduce him, but I'd never thought that it would be this... pleasurable.

He thrusts shallowly while I continue to move up and down. When I brush my tongue against him, he shudders.

"Stop," he pants.

I pull back, confused for a second before I see the flames burning in his eyes. He covers me with his large body, the both of us still mostly clothed. Then he presses his hand over my mouth.

Quiet,Ruh’flor.

In a second, he lines up his pink, human-glamoured cock with my entrance and pushes straight in. I gasp against his fingers, biting down lightly. He smiles and replaces his handwith his mouth as he works his way in and out of me. It's too much.

It's a sweet existence.

The things I'll do to you when I can finally hear your screams,he murmurs against me.

I smile, only for the action to be broken by a moan.

What do you even know of experimenting?

Enough,he purrs and I shudder.

I had not known a woman, that does not mean I know nothing.

Whatever instincts and imaginations pull him along, he does it all very well. And when we fall over the cusp of finishing, spiraling down together, I feel safe.

I feel the way he did every time he cared for me. No one had ever cared for me before.

After we finish, I draw him into the bed and wrap him around me. Slowly, he works off my dress until we are skin-to-skin.

It's heavenly.

For a few hours, I can pretend this is all that we are. Free. Blissfully happy despite the sadness that swirls around us. The feeling is like a bubble. Happy. Contented.

I don't want it to go anywhere.

Chapter 34

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