Hot Decadent Rising (Breath of Darkness) (22 page)

Not taking.
You’re giving control to me.
He whispered in her mind.

She wasn’t sure
if it was the truth. In fact, she strongly doubted it. His presence in her mind
was just as demanding as his kiss. It was out-and-out dominating. But it didn’t
matter. She didn’t care. She wanted him.

His laughter
filled her mind.
I care. I’m not trying to control you. I am simply trying
to lead you into my mind. I want to share my thoughts with you. I need you to
feel what I’m feeling. I need to feel what you’re feeling.

He continued to
kiss her. She felt helpless, even if she wanted to, she could not refrain from
returning the kiss with passion that was equal to his. A few moments later she
saw, or rather sensed the path that would take her into his mind. She was
shocked when she discovered that he was entirely opened to her, welcoming her.
Her mother had never opened her mind so fully to her. Fearing a trap, she
hesitated for a moment before steeling herself and proceeding.

“That’s it. You
did it.”

“I guess I did,”
her voice sounded breathless. It was a miracle she was able to say a single
word. She couldn’t believe what she discovered in his mind. She was the very
center of his every thought. He was desperate to gain her acceptance. His
sexual desire for her was explosive. She would’ve labeled it as lust, but it
was much more than that. Yes. He felt lust for her, but he truly cared about
her. He had admiration for her. She was beautiful from the inside out. She was
his perfect match. His mate. He would never give her up. She was his. He was
hers. “It can’t be like that. We can’t have anything beyond one night
together.”

“
Shh
.” He gently lowered her onto her feet. “I want…I need
to feel your skin, every inch of it, against mine. It’s way past time to get
rid of these.” He unbuttoned her pants. Her breath momentarily caught in her
throat when he got down on his knees to unzip her pants.

“We need to talk
about this.” It was extremely difficult to get the words out, but she had to
stop him before they ventured to far. The word
mate
echoed in her mind.
She could never be what he wanted her to be. She had to stop him. She had to
make him understand.

He stared up at
her. “We will have plenty of time to talk later.” Her heart started to race as
he slowly pulled them over her hips and down her legs. She knew she should’ve
stopped him. He would’ve stopped if she insisted on it. But she didn’t. Placing
her hands on his shoulders for balance, she struggled to kick her feet free as
his lips moved over her flesh from her bellybutton to her lower belly, so close
to her most feminine place. He used his hands to nudge her legs apart and then,
gripping her hip with his left hand to keep her still, he used the finger of
his left hand to tease her damp overly sensitive opening. He tilted his head
back and his eyes met hers. “I need to taste you.”

  She
wasn’t sure if it was his deep sexy voice, the heat of his breath on her most
sensitive feminine place or the seductive words he’s uttered, but as he talked
her body started to tremble with hunger. The first touch of his lips and his
tongue nearly caused her to fall to her knees. When she tried to pull away he
gripped her hips and pressed her against his mouth. He licked. He kissed. He
teased. His fingers sliding in and out of her body as he caressed and suckled
her swollen clit until she thought the pleasure would push her over the edge of
insanity.

The pressure was
too intense. It was as alarming as it was exciting. It continued to build with
every second that passed by. Tossed into flames of desire she was burning up.
He couldn’t possibly know he’d kindled such an intense fire in her. She was
going to explode.

That’s the idea.
Let go. Stop fighting it. I want it all.
Give it to me.
His deep voice
filled her mind. Her fingers were gripping his hair for balance, she did just
that. Crying out his name, she let go.  She had never felt anything like
it. Pleasure shot through her. It filled her with so many intoxicating,
delicious sensations all at once.

She was still recovering
when he got to his feet and wrapped his arms around her. She had never
experienced anything close to the aftershocks of pleasure she was experiencing.
Her entire body trembled against his as he held her. She looked up at him.
“That was amazing.”

“Was it?” he
teased.

“Let me show
you.” She unbuckled his belt, and then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and
pulled them down. She felt everything she’d ever hoped to feel in that moment.
Never, in any sexual experience, had she been subjected to such an insistent
need. Before he could free his feet from his pants she pushed him back down
onto the bed. Kneeling she pulled his boots off and took his pants off.

Standing up she
stared down and him. “Damn. You’re huge. You know you have a kick ass body, right?
I can’t wait for you to show me what you can do with it.”

***

At first when she’d pushed him down onto
his back he growled and almost grabbed her and flipped her over onto her back
to pounce on top her. His alpha male, predator nature was inclined to dominate
her, but he held his disposition in check. It wasn’t difficult. A part of him
wanted to experience her playing the dominate role with him. A big part of him.
He watched while she, from the foot of the bed, leaned down over him with her
hands on his knees.

His heart
thundered in his chest. He longed to reach out and touch her, but he forced
himself to remain perfectly still. She was an exceptionally gorgeous woman. A
sexy seductress. And she belonged to him. Only him. He couldn’t stop from
smiling. And he belonged to her. Only her. She didn’t have to see it. She
didn’t have to know. He could’ve easily censored his thoughts when he’d led her
into his mind, but he wanted her to know that he was claiming her as his mate.
He refused to allow her to believe he had any intention of walking away from
her in the morning. Yes. She was still telling herself that what they were
about to share was a one night stand, but it didn’t worry him. Deep down, she
knew the truth. She knew that he was committed to her for forever. The thought
of their future, of belonging to her for eternity stole his breath
away.    

He loved seeing
her exquisitely feminine curvaceous naked body leaning over him. He couldn’t
look away from her. His erection already thick and hard ached to be buried deep
inside her. He knew he would never get enough of her. He would always want and
need more. Just the sensual expression on her face caused him to shudder with
anticipation. She absolutely was perfect for him in every way imaginable.

Her long raven
black silk hair fell over her shoulders and ever so gently tickled his skin as
her hands slowly moved from his knees to up his thighs. Feeling her touch as he
watched her study his body was so much more than a pleasurable experience. It
was sheer ecstasy. He reached out and pushed her hair back away from her face.
Just then, she met his gaze. Many emotions slammed into him all at once. So
many that he couldn’t separate them to identify them. He felt a pain in his
chest. He swore his heart stopped beating for a minute as he stared into her
eyes.

Drawing her
bottom lip in her mouth and biting down on it, she frowned. “What is it? What’s
wrong?” Her mouth was so close to his swollen cock that the warmth of her
breath teased his ultra-sensitive flesh as she breathed and talked. It sent an
electrical shock right through him as if he touched a live wire.

“Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.” Lifting his head, he framed her face between his palms.
The sight of her full lips so close to his throbbing flesh nearly caused him to
burst. “You’re such a beautiful woman, Kara.” His breathing was ragged, and his
voice was hoarse with lust even to his own ears. “I can’t wait any longer. I
need to be inside you.”

Catching her
arms he intended to pull her up his body, but she resisted. “No. Not yet. Keep
your hands to yourself.”

She slowly,
gently ran her fingertips up the length of his engorged shaft. At the first
touch the breath rushed out of his lungs in low groan. When she bent over to
tease the hypersensitive head with her tongue his entire body trembled with the
effort it took to keep from rolling her over onto her back and ramming his cock
into her.

 “You cock
is so damn big.” Allowing her to play the dominate part was the sweetest form
of cruelty he had ever withstood. He wasn’t sure if she was taking him to
heaven or hell, but he was sure the destination didn’t matter. He needed to
follow her wherever she led him. “You’re shaking. Don’t worry. I won’t bite
you,” she teased, and then she turned her head and nipped his thigh. “Not too
hard anyways.” Cradling his balls, she ran her tongue up from the base of his
cock and then swirled it over the crown.

 “Aw fuck.”
Jaw clenched and hands fisted at his sides, he lowered his head onto the
mattress and closed his eyes. He didn’t dare to watch her anymore because
seeing her lips and tongue tease his cock aroused him more. He loved her lips.
The fullness. The shape. The taste. The moist hot silkiness of them on his.
Remaining in control was near impossible. He fought the urge to grab her head
and lift his hips to shove his cock down her throat.

Her tongue
lapped at him and tickled his sensitive skin again and again. She was playing a
dangerous game by teasing and taunting him. His fragile hold on his control was
quickly slipping away. It was the most incredible sexual experience ever.
Keeping her mind fully merged with his she was openly sharing her eagerness to
please him, to taste him. She was happy. She enjoyed giving him pleasure. As a
matter of fact, she wanted to prolong it by using her tongue to cause his
anticipation to grow. 

He was about to
stop her when she gripped the base of his cock in her fist and drew the
throbbing crown between her lips and deeper into the heat of her mouth. His
breath burst out of his lungs. Lifting his head he met her determined, smiling
gaze. A deep growl of frustration and hunger rumbled in his chest. He needed to
dominate and take possession of her. Fighting the urge to thrust his hips and
ram his cock even deeper, he gripped her head as her tongue swirled around the
tip as she suckled gently. She never looked away. Allowing him to see her
hunger for him and her eagerness to satisfy him, she stared into his eyes as
she took even more of him into her mouth.

He knew his
canines were fully elongated. For a moment he thought to hide them to prevent
her from becoming frightened, but then simply forgot about them. He couldn’t
think about anything other than the heat and tightness of her mouth receiving
him. He watched and felt her lips stretching to accommodate as much of him as
possible. She moved her mouth up and down his engorged cock while creating a
constant suction. The building pressure was enormous. It was explosive. Nothing
else mattered more than the wicked delight she was giving him with her lips,
tongue and teeth. Blissfully losing his mind to ecstasy, he tangled her hair in
his fists to hold her steady as he pumped his hips. 

A small voice
started to caution him to stop. Her mouth was so hot, moist and tight. He
didn’t want to stop. He didn’t even want to slow down. He continued to pump his
hips, hard and fast. At first he was annoyed by the voice. He decided to
disregard it, but it was too persistent to pay no heed to it. He was losing
control. She was human. He was going to hurt her if he continued to seek
release. His physical strength was so far greater than hers that she wouldn’t
stand a chance if he didn’t stop. He pushed her head back.

“Enough
already?” she teased.

“Not even fucking
close. Come here.” Taking her arms he pulled her up his body until she was
straddling him.

“Don’t let it go
to your head, but I’m extremely fond of your body. I could stare at it for
hours, but I would rather touch it.” Her hands moved across his chest and
shoulders. The tips of her fingers explored the contours of his muscles.

Honestly he’d
never really given thought to how his body looked. It was a tool. The stronger,
the fitter he was the better able he was to lead his pack. “I’m glad it’s to
your liking. I’m also quite fond of your body. It’s a breathtaking work of art.
Perfect, in every way imaginable.”

She blinked at
him as if confused, and then sitting up straight and throwing her head back she
inadvertently gave him a great view of her breasts as she laughed out loud. He
knew she didn’t believe him. For reasons he couldn’t fathom she believed her
body was majorly flawed in some way. “I’m serious. You’re beautiful.” Unable to
resist the temptation any longer, he cupped the soft weight of her breast in
his hands. Half sitting he lifted his head and flicked his tongue over her
right nipple and then her left. He loved the way she responded. Arching her
body she wrapped her arms around his head and held him to her as he drew her
hard nipple into his mouth.

Eventually, his
body damp with a mixture of their sweat, he was flat on his back again and she
was bent over kissing him. Her kiss went way beyond any other. It started out
tender and turned into something more frantic. She held nothing back. She
poured all that she was into it. He gripped her hips and started to rock her
hot slick mound up and down the length of his throbbing erection as their kiss
continued to deepen. Making the sweetest little gasping, moaning sounds he’d
ever heard, she began to tremble as her nails bit into his shoulder.