Page 106 of Of Shadows and Blood

“Good girl, my eyes only,” he instructs, loosening his shirt ties with his free hand. As the last tie works loose, he dips down and brings his mouth to my core. I jump up and lean back on my hands.

“Cedric,” I moan, knowing how voicing his name affects him. I can’t stop running my hand through his dark locks. His hand grabs onto my thigh more intensely, as if he needs to be closer to me. His tongue darts inside me, building the sensation that will undoubtedly bring me over the edge. As if sensing my building climax, Cedric lightly scrapes his fangs along the interior of my thigh before adding his fingers back inside.

Everything builds and heightens tenfold. My muscles tense, my walls tightening around his fingers and my breaths quicken. Against his instruction, I close my eyes to dive into the stars behind my lids.

“Come for me, baby,” Cedric urges, keeping his pace the exact way I need it.

On his command I open my eyes and feel the whole-body explosion as it cascades over and over with every flick of his tongue. Tingles start in my toes and carry through the most sensitive spots in my body, and I grab my own breasts, kneading them as I ride it out.

Cedric gives me a final lick before pouncing on top of me.

“You, wet like this – it is very pretty,” he says, reaching between us and stroking me again. Overstimulated by my own release, I reach for him as well and take him wholly in my hand. I knew he was well endowed, but the size of him always shocks me.

He inhales tightly before removing his shirt and the rest of his pants. I scoot back up to the center of the bed, tossing down pillows aside.

“Seriously, how many pillows do you need?” I laugh. Cedric kneels between my legs and catches a silk one I toss at him mid-air.

“Ask my maids that question,” he chuckles before capturing my mouth ferociously. The taste of me still strong on his lips.

Everything in me yearns for that connection, him within me.

Cedric arches an eyebrow down at me before palming my right breast and taking it into his mouth.

Like this, Star?

You’re distracting me.

I groan into his mouth, trying to form audible words but I fail and claw at his back, trying to bring his hips more flush with mine.

Need.

Take.

Claim.

My body heats up and I open an eye to see my glowing hand wrapped around his neck. Cedric pauses and lifts his mouth from my breast, marveling at the dim glow emitting from my body.

“Iridescent. You are magic, Liv.” He slowly aligns himself with my center and begins to rub his length along my wet slit, lubing naturally. My own pleasure begins to build again, to my surprise, but really, how can I resist this man?

“Your eyes,” he reminds me. Once our eyes lock, searing into each other, he slowly enters me with a delicateness that I was not expecting. The control he is exercising is perfect because I need this to last longer.

To relish in this time.

My fangs come out at the tightening sensation wracking through my body. A primal response. Cedric captures my mouth and rubs his tongue along the points in my mouth, subtle blood leaking before I lap it and bite his lip. With every thrust, the precipice in which my orgasm hangs gets narrower and narrower. Cedric hoists my legs up further, angling himself so that he can plunge deeper.

His hand roams up the side of my body and he sits back on his haunches, bringing me with him. With the straddle, I am reminded of our time in the heated pools of Gruyere. He picks me up under my ass and helps me bounce up and down, slowly and deeply.

Eagerly, I bring his hand to my throat and squeeze his fingers, indicating what I want.

“Oh yeah?” he whispers in my ear, goosebumps traveling up my arms. I am so close. I nod and squeak as he squeezes tighter, my vision blanking from ecstasy.

“Let my hand be your favorite necklace, Liv,” he groans, picking up the pace. The column of his throat calls to me, his dark blood pulsing and smelling rich from arousal. With no hesitation, I sink my teeth into his neck, drawing quick pulls of blood into my mouth.

In a quick move, he flips me around onto all fours. My ass rears up against him and I feel his length poke against me. A cool breeze heightens the sensitivity down there and I drop to my forearms, ready to take him in any capacity but I realize I’ve never been taken from behind.

“Wait,” I say, putting a hand on his. “I’ve never done it like this,” I admit.

Cedric pauses, considering his words. “Liv hasn’t, per se, but Elivienne has. Many times and she enjoyed it thoroughly. I suspect –” he slides himself along my wet slit and I arch my back – “that you might too.”