Siege And Seduction

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That was the other reason I wasn’t crazy about the blindfold. I wanted to see every curve of his flexing muscles and every heated gleam in his eyes as he moved above me. That way, when this was all over and we went our separate ways, I could replay each delectable moment in my mind. The fact that I wanted to hang onto the memories was a dangerous sign —one I was evidently going to ignore. Before I lay back down, Knight had spread out my shirt beneath me so that my back wasn’t flush on the dirt and rocks. As the coolness from the ground seeped into my back, I waited in breathless anticipation of what he would do first. Without warning, feather-light fingers grazed along the outside of my breasts, over my ribs, and down my belly to the button on my pants. His searing touch had me arching off the ground and made my breaths come in shallow pants. “Morgan, you need to hold still,” he cooed as he glided one finger back and forth, just inside the waist of my pants. “Do I need to tie you down as well?” I shook my head and tried to be still, but my chest heaved as I struggled to get enough oxygen to my racing heart. As I slowly regained control of my faculties, Knight unclasped my pants. With his fingers hooked into my panties on each hip, he glided my clothing down my legs and off my body. “This is a lovely patch of strawberry hair you have,” he mused as his hand slid back up my leg and toward my sensitive core. “I take it this is your natural color?” “Yes. My mother and I had … have the same hair color. The older I got, the more I resembled her, so I started to bleach my hair.” I had hated seeing her image in the mirror every day, being reminded of all I had lost. Knight lowered himself until his body hovered over mine, and I could feel his breath against my neck. “It suits you.” His heat radiated down to me, and my body ached to feel him against me like a sunflower seeking out the sun’s rays. He gripped my wrists firmly on either side of my head and grazed his teeth along my neck. “Before a wolf mates, he claims his female by biting her neck from behind in a show of dominance.” He grazed his teeth along the length of my neck enough to make me squirm but not enough to break the skin. Then with one sultry swipe, he licked over the area to soothe the ache. “This beautiful neck begs to be bitten.” His words ignited a fire in my belly. “Knight, touch me,” I urged with a moan. He bit and nipped his way down to my breasts, where he sucked each peak into his mouth through my lace bra. A surge of need shot straight to my core, and I arched my hips in search of friction to ease the ache. “Ah, my girl likes that. Good to know these are sensitive. We can have a lot of fun with that.” His words were laced with a devious smile I didn’t need eyes to see. Over and over, he tweaked my tightly pebbled n*****s between his teeth, pulling them away from me, just to release the pressure and have them bounce back. I groaned a frustrated plea, but instead of stopping, he gave each peak one more taut pull. “I’ll move on when I’m damn well ready. Don’t think to top me from down there,” he warned. His voice was coarse, the vibrations like velvet drifting over my heated skin. He spread my knees wide, and my heart rate picked up in anticipation. This. This was what I wanted, needed. His touch on my most sensitive flesh. A fire began to rage inside my veins, threatening to consume me. His hands squeezed my inner thighs and caressed in and around everywhere but where I needed him most. My c**t pulsed angrily, swollen and begging for attention. Before I could vocalize my frustration, a puff of warm breath blanketed my p***y. I went absolutely still. Not until his tongue swiped a long searing lick from my opening all the way to my slit did I suck in a lungful of air. I had wanted to feel alive, but that wasn’t an adequate description for what I experienced when he touched me. I became sensation. I was blinding light and scalding fire. I was the pounding rhythm pulsing in my ears. I was the forest of trees and the soil and the setting suns. I was nothing and everything in this man’s arms. He licked and sucked and teased, torturing me with endless pleasure. Just when the pressure would build to the point of boiling, he would change his angle or the pressure of his strokes. Tears streamed from the corners of my eyes into the fabric of my blindfold. “Please, let me come,” I whimpered when I feared my mind would shatter if I wasn’t allowed to release the devastating pressure building inside me. “That’s what I want to hear. The next time I hear those beautiful words fall from your mouth, it will be my c**k you’re begging for.” He slammed two fingers inside me and ravaged my c**t with the merciless assault of his tongue. He didn’t just finger me aimlessly like so many clueless men I’d encountered. His fingers hooked inside me and electrified that bundle of nerves. Almost instantly, I was back on the precipice, but this time, he sent me flying into the abyss. Just barely holding back his name from my tongue, I screamed out into the chill evening air as my body twitched and contracted from waves of orgasmic bliss. Weightless and buoyant, I became a fallen leaf floating along the swift current of a winding river. Gradually slowing, he continued to milk every single ounce of pleasure from my vibrating body. “You taste even better than I had expected, which is saying something because I had a feeling you were going to be irresistible.” His words followed after the distinct smacking sound of his lips sucking my essence from his fingers. Knight lifted his shirt from my face and gazed down at me with hooded eyes. “I like hearing your cries echo through the woods, but next time, it had better be my name you’re screaming.” “What makes you think there’s going to be a next time?” I smirked up at him lazily. He dropped his torso to hover just over mine, his sinewy shoulders flexing with the movement, and lowered his face to my ear. “Your p***y clamped around my fingers like they held the secret to the universe. It doesn’t matter what you say. That told me everything I needed to know.” f**k. His dirty mouth was even more alluring than his gorgeous body. Time to practice some serious self-discipline. A taste of his man candy, and I could find myself hopelessly addicted. That was not an option. I had to get a grip on myself. Knight helped me dress then gathered some nearby berries to add to our meager supper. An hour later, we’d eaten and cleaned up for the night. With nothing more to do ensconced in darkness, we lay down next to the fallen log. He positioned himself closest to the log in a gallant gesture that did not go unnoticed. The moment I lowered myself to the ground, Knight yanked me back against his large frame.