Savage Chains: Scarred (Men in Chains #1.6)(19)
Author: Caris Roane

“I like your fantasy a lot.”

“What was yours, Reyes?”

He nuzzled her neck, kissing the lobe of her ear. Her hair was damp as he spoke softly against her cheek. “When I’d be in the shower, all soaped up and stroking what was very hard, I’d imagine my tongue deep inside you.” He flicked in and out of her ear several times until she moaned and shivered. “I want to do that to you now, down low, taste you again, savor what’s been tempting me for months. You don’t know how much I enjoyed making you come while in that riverside mansion. So how does that sound? How about I feast on you?”

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Angelica drew back and stared into clear blue eyes now dark with passion. She took his hand, turned, then led him toward the bed. Once there, she pulled the comforter back and stretched out, throwing her arms above her head. Slowly, she parted her legs.

Her gaze fell to his cock, now upright. He was big, which caused her h*ps to curl, especially since he thumbed the ridge at the tip. His gaze was fixed between her thighs, so she spread her knees even wider. She wanted him to see all of her, nothing hidden, everything exposed, just as it had been at the underground river.

He drew close, then knelt beside the bed. Sliding his hands beneath her thighs, he pulled her toward him, then kissed just above her landing strip. She glanced down at his thick, short hair and slid her fingers through. She couldn’t believe she was here, with Reyes kissing her over and over. She could just make out the tattoo of the hawk on his back. She arched as his tongue made an appearance and dipped between, sliding along her folds, flicking at times, teasing her.

She moaned. “So, this was your fantasy?”

“Yes, only I’d do this for hours, bringing you repeatedly until you were worn down to nothing but soft bones.”

She moaned.

She’d wanted him for so long, and now he was here. She strained toward him as he kissed and licked her low. He’d done this earlier while she’d been on her stomach, giving her beautiful relief. But this felt like so much more, especially since this time she could watch.

He looked up at her as his tongue moved over her flesh.

She met his gaze, stroking his hair, then dragging a finger down his cheek to feel his tongue. He licked her finger, then her flesh, moving between the two, then drew her fingers into his mouth and suckled.

Her h*ps rocked in a steady rhythm, longing for more of him. Reyes, come here.

He looked up at her, relinquishing her finger. She motioned for him with both hands to climb up her body. “Let me feel the weight of you.”

At that he smiled. But he didn’t exactly crawl. Instead, he surprised her by doing his vampire thing and levitating in a prone position. She didn’t know what he meant to do until he floated above her. Using his hands, he slid them beneath her waist. In a single motion, he moved her up the bed so that her legs no longer dangled over the edge.

“Very clever.”

He then lowered himself slowly. She spread her legs wide so that his knees landed between them as he stretched out on top of her. “How’s that?”

“Like heaven. This was another fantasy, feeling you like this, seeing you above me.” She smiled. “I was so into you.”

“You’re blushing.”

She nodded, her head sliding against the sheet. “I suppose I am. It’s just so strange to be admitting these things to you. And now here you are.”

He nodded. “You’re beautiful. Have I told you that?”

She looked into his eyes, savoring the moment, everything about him, the gorgeous color of his eyes, his sexy scruff, the varied tattoos on his left shoulder. She ran her finger over them. “Do these have meaning?”

“They’re all elements from my Venezuelan home, the foliage, flowers, vines.”

“Is that where you were born?”

He nodded. “Where we had our home before my father disappeared. Because of financial hardship my mother lost the dwelling, but I bought it back once I started making my fortune.”

She caressed his face, his massive shoulders, then drifted her hand low to feel the solid curves of his chest. He closed his eyes and groaned softly as she teased his ni**les. “Do that levitating thing again. I want my tongue right here.” She rubbed a hand over his chest.

He obliged her and floated, lowering himself just enough so that her tongue could swirl over his pecs. She took turns with both, working the thick pads with her hands and sucking on his ni**les. He moaned. “That feels amazing.”

He started to float back down, but she stopped him with her hands. He looked at her, questioning.

“How difficult is this for you to sustain,” she asked, “this kind of levitation?”

“Fairly easy, why?” He looked the nicest bit confused.

“Because if you move back, then go just a little bit farther, I could put my mouth on something else. Just take it slow so I can enjoy your body the entire distance.”

He groaned, then glided slowly. She kissed him all down his rib cage. Guiding him with her hands on his waist, she let him know when and how to move so that she could kiss and lick different parts of his body. She mapped his abs, which he kept tense for her, another neat trick with gravity pulling the opposite direction. But the man was strong.

Lower she went, licking his navel until his h*ps flexed. Because his c**k was fully erect, she didn’t have far to go. She took the tip of him in her mouth and moaned at the velvety feel. She used her hands at the same time and explored all that he was, the entire length of his stalk, ending in his balls.

She suckled gently.

His entire body shuddered and suddenly he caught her hands with his, pushing them away, then drew his c**k out of her mouth. “Too much,” he whispered hoarsely.

She understood, smiling as he returned to land once more between her thighs. What surprised her the most was how much affection she felt for him, though she’d only been with him such a short time. But maybe sharing a disastrous situation could do that for any two people.

He held her gaze, his expression somber. He touched her damp hair, her cheek, then thumbed her lips. “I want to enter you.”

She rolled her h*ps in response and cooed, “Yes.”

Using his hand, he guided himself to her opening, then began to push.

She planted her hands on his shoulders, gazing into his eyes. She wanted to remember this moment forever, the first time he penetrated her.

Her lips parted as she drew in a deep breath.

“You’re very wet.” He thrust gently, each time going deeper.