A Crown Of Fire And Wrath (The Shadow Walkers Saga #5) - Sloane Murphy Page 0,100
about it, I'm also the reason he loses control half the time.
My back is to the Lycan who was left hanging and very much dead just minutes ago, so I can't see what Roman is doing. I'm too busy devouring his mouth, his chin, and his neck to care too much about the rest of the room, when I feel one of his hands leaving my ass. The sound of chains falling and then I'm standing again. Our lips never separate, his tongue never wavers, kissing me, owning me. Showing me with his mouth every emotion that is coursing through his veins.
It's only when I feel the cold bite of the steel closing around my wrists that I freak out just a little.
"Roman?"
“Shh, do you trust me?"
“Of course, I do.” For a brief second, I have the slightest of doubts and it must be clear in my eyes because Roman starts to unshackle me, but I stop him again.
"Yes. I trust you, Roman. Always."
The relief is palpable. From the gleam in his eyes to the steeling of his spine, I sense immediately the importance of my words.
Trust is everything to Roman. His code in human and wolf forms. Without trust, his existence is meaningless.
"I trust you with my life and my heart," I continue, wanting him to truly know.
"Good. Close your eyes."
I do as I'm told and wait for new instructions, anticipation flooding me.
The tearing sound, I'm guessing is from his t-shirt, immediately has me imagining his perfect abs and chiseled chest. Licking my lips, I can't help the smile that breaks out on my lips at the mental picture I've created in my mind.
"Dirty thoughts again, Princess?"
"So, so many."
That's when the damp fabric is placed across my eyes blacking out every spec of light and plunging me into total darkness.
"Use your upper body strength and make sure you hold on to that chain."
What in the world? Why on earth would he need me to…
The chain starts to rise through an electric mechanism, and I feel my body being pulled upward by my arms. When I'm on the very tips of my toes, the mechanism stops abruptly and Roman's hands are back on me, making me feel warm again.
The anticipation is killing me, the not knowing, the guessing and mystery of this little scenario of his.
As quickly as his hands touch me, they’re gone again, along with my shirt and bra that he's ripped right off.
"You boys need to stop destroying my clothes or else I'll start walking naked everywhere we go."
That little quip earns me quick flick across my now naked breasts. I don't have to see to know my nipples are now hard as rocks.
"You can always stay naked for us, Princess. But if anyone but the four of us sees you like that, I can't be held accountable for their chance of survival."
"Fair point." I can’t help the smirk that crosses my face. He really is a jealous, possessive asshole sometimes, but right now, that makes me happy as can be.
Roman's fingers nimbly unbutton my pants then slide down my zipper before meticulously pushing the fabric down my legs, leaving me in only my panties.
"This color suits you, Princess." His words are accompanied by the light tracing of his finger across the top of my pink panties followed by the expected snap of the strings on either side. "Too bad they have to go."
It’s all worth it when his finger grazes my already drenched lips right between my legs.
"Hmm," he murmurs right next to my ear, darting out the tip of his tongue and biting on my lobe, "I think someone needs a little more attention."
I whimper, my way of agreeing with him when the mechanism whirrs back into motion and I'm quick to latch onto the chains with my hands to alleviate the strain on my wrists.
I'm now completely off the ground, my toes no longer touching when Roman's large hands clutch my thighs and set me down on what I'm guessing are his shoulders.
At the first contact of his tongue on my aching pussy, I know I'm right.
"Oh my fates, Roman." He's not just eating me out, he's truly devouring me. Kissing and licking, biting and sucking every inch of my flesh while his large palms cup my ass cheeks, fingers digging in the supple flesh.
Using my upper body strength, I pull myself up and cross my legs at the ankle behind his head, pushing my core closer to his mouth. Without a single word