Page 120 of The Man with a Treasure

Her mouth widening built a hunger in my body. Her flat stomach kept expanding as she tried to inhale the air that her lungs now required. I was becoming desperate when she said, “A-Angel.” Her sweet breath mixed with mine. “My belly is… tight.”

I fought to breathe so I wouldn’t pass out due to my extreme level of arousal. “That means your wings are stretching. They are getting hungry for air.”

Tasting this gorgeous creature, I became intoxicated. Drunk on her scent, her touch, her want, and her need. It was right that I was restrained. I wanted to take charge and control her body. I wanted to slip her under me so I could cover her with hungry thrusts of savage behavior.

“Angel, are you wanting to be free?”

Yes. “Just my wings stretching, too.” The only control I had was with my mouth, so I used my weapon, sucking in her luscious bottom lip so I could feed from her exquisiteness.

I was surprised by her moan. “Oh, yes, please do that again.”

I continued to feed off of her taste, sucking on that lip I wasn’t sure I could ever release.

But she pulled it from me to say, “Angel. The ache. It-It is moving.”

“Let it.” I was aching to touch her with my hands. “Follow it. Become it.” I was a man possessed by her body. “Your wings are searching for the wind to lift you off of the ground.”

Blindly, her lips found my neck. “Can I kiss you here?”

She was following rules we had taught her so that she would learn to recognize danger—a man not respecting her limits. Now, I wished no rules or limits existed, so she would just do anything she wanted, when she wanted. If it hurt. Fine. If it made me come. Fine. As long as she didn’t stop touching me.

I let my head fall to the side to give her whatever she wanted, and sincerely responded, “Of course.”

My eyes rolled and my neck stretched as her tongue licked over my skin. I wasn’t used to such detailed attention, but quickly became addicted.

Slipping down my body a bit, her breath brushed my chest. “Can I kiss you here?”

My rocket’s engines were aflame. Throatily, I told her, “Do anything you want to me.”

When she sucked on my nipple, I could barely stay composed. “You are a creature that makes my world spin like a deadly storm that could kill me, softly, with all the power it possesses.”

She suckled and licked… “Good words, Angel?”

“Yes.” Get these fucking napkins off me! I wanted to lick her from head to every adorable fucking toe. “Yes.”

She bit my other nipple. “Ache. I ache.”

Before self-control set back in, my whole body arched off the bed. My dick wanted in this woman causing me the most intense, sensual torture I had ever known. But I instantly realized that may have been too much. I had just lifted her off the bed by my pelvis. “Oh, Star, I’m sorry—”

“Do it again.” I didn’t believe there was one more thing that Scarlett could do to make me any more aroused until she growled those words.

I almost came. “Are you sure?”

She bit down again, demanding my obedience.

Fuck! Yes. More. My hips lifted. This time, I felt her damp core on my erection. Oh. God. Help. Me. She wanted friction. Her need made me dizzy as all my blood rushed to my dick, so ready to obey her direct order.

After feeling me like this, she sagged against me. “Angel.”

Oh, shit. Had I pushed her too far? Was she reliving a terrible memory? “I’m right here with you, Bella Donna.” I wanted her to know I would stay by her side for as long as I could.

Lazily sitting up, her body swayed. “What does that mean?”

Bella Donna? “Beautiful woman.”

Scarlett suddenly jolted, her eyes opening. “Say that again.”

“You are so beautiful.”