Midnight End

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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, and I swore I could feel the vibrations ghost across my aching breasts. He spread my knees wide, and my heartrate picked up in anticipation. This. This was what I wanted, needed. His touch on my most sensitive flesh. A fire had already begun 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 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 was not 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 might. Knight went straight for that bundle of nerves inside my opening. 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 was nothing more than a fallen leaf floating along in the lazy current of a winding river. Slowing just a fraction, 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 delicious.” 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 screams 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 secrets of the universe. It doesn’t matter what you say, that told me everything I needed to know.” f**k. His dirty mouth was just as alluring as 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. An hour later, after we had eaten a meager supper and cleaned up for the night, we laid down next to the fallen log. At my insistence, he positioned himself closest to the log. The moment I lowered myself to the ground, Knight yanked me back against his large frame. “Knight, this isn’t a good idea. I told you I’m not going to run. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I’m exhausted,” I argued as I attempted to pull free of his hold. “This has nothing to do with you running,” he replied mid-yawn. “It’s going to be cool out here in the open. Just relax, it’s not a long-term commitment. We’re staying warm out in the woods at night.” I hated to admit it, but he made sense. I stopped struggling and forced myself to lie back against him. “You say that, but people grow attached rather quickly,” I grumbled. “And what part bothers you more—the possibility I’ll become hopelessly addicted to your sweet charms or the other way around?” His ability to zero in on my precise fear unsettled me, but there was no way I was going to tell him how right he’d been. “My concern is all on your behalf, Rin Tin Tin. The last thing I need to deal with is overgrown puppy love.” I forced playful bravado into my voice to conceal my unease. Knight may have been teasing, but his question struck closer to home than he realized. Love inevitably led to loss, and I’d had enough loss in my life to last a thousand lifetimes.