Hecate's Spell (Monsters and Gargoyles #7) - Lacey Carter Andersen Page 0,44
of my lips, and his hand strokes my belly.
I let a little moan slip as desire crashes over me. Is this what it would be like between us? The kind of pleasure most women could only dream about.
My eyes flutter open. I’m covered by a sleeping bag again, but as my sleepy mind starts to fade, I realize someone holds me, and that someone is hard and erect. I turn slowly around, and I’m face-to-face with Orion. He looks...confused. Maybe even shy.
“What...what do you want?” I whisper.
“I don’t know. What do you want?” He closes his eyes and clenches his fists. “I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to explore this...something between us.”
It’s strange. I haven’t thought about the beginning of my relationship with Andros in so long. When he was a guard and I was his prisoner, it took him so long to even show that he was attracted to me. In the beginning, I’d needed to make all the moves. Why did I think anything would be different with Orion?
“Let me take the lead,” I whisper.
He nods.
I unbutton his shirt and run my hands along the skin of his chest and stomach. At first he holds himself completely tense, but then he relaxes and I can feel his pleasure like the heat of the fire behind me. I continue to stroke him lightly, then shift closer and trail kisses along his neck and throat. Desire hums beneath the gargoyle’s skin, and I find the ache between my thighs growing harder and harder to ignore.
Then our mouths meet, and he reacts to my kiss. Our touch becomes harder and more intense. My heartbeat fills my ears. It’s strange how right this feels. How much I want to make this man come. How much I want to feel him inside of me.
I draw open his zipper, and he freezes. I stop, waiting, until he slowly relaxes.
It takes nothing at all to draw his massive, naked cock out of his pants. But once I do, I realize the head of his dick is already damp with precum. I stroke him gently, unhurriedly. He’s a virgin, but I don’t know how much experience he has other than sex. I want this to be good for him. But it’s also important that he knows we can stop at any time.
He’s breathing hard, and then he begins to thrust into my hand.
A strange thrill goes through me. Could I be the first person to stroke him? Could I be the first person to wrap my lips around him?
I’m shaking when I sink beneath the blankets. Hand still wrapped around him, I lick his tip, and he jerks, then lets out a soft groan. I continue to lick him as I stroke down his massive length, then stop to cup his balls and rub them gently. A shudder rolls through his body, and then I wrap my lips all the way around him. His hand lightly comes to rest on the back of my hair, and I begin to suck him, up and down, starting slowly. Tasting him. Teasing him. Testing him.
“Fuck, Hecate,” he groans my name. “I’m going to...I’m gonna…”
I suck him harder and faster. That’s right, my big, sexy gargoyle. I want to make you come. I want to taste you.
His entire body tenses, and he comes, exploding into my mouth. I continue to suck him, tasting his sweet body. A strange addiction awakens inside of me. I could have this man for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. His taste is like heaven, and I want it to last forever.
He rolls onto his back, and I continue to suck him. In my mouth, he grows hard once more, and I fondly think of Andros in the beginning. One of the things that surprised me about him the most was that not only did he come easily as a man new to sex, he also got hard over and over again. It made me feel like some kind of sex goddess to get him off so many times.
Orion whispers my name again, and I draw back the sleeping bag so I can look at him while I suck him. His expression is filled with wonder, and I pull free from his cock, then begin to kiss down the side of it. I press kisses over his chest, and he tentatively reaches down and runs his hands over the swell of my breasts.