Backstage at the Freak Show (Harem of Freaks #7) - Crystal Ash Page 0,2

away from my skin as he reached up to lift my chin. “Answer me.”

My teeth dug into my bottom lip. My body loved his dominant streak. It was like a language he spoke that only my heat and desire could understand. But every time he did something like this, I wanted to push his buttons. To see how far he would go if I didn’t obey.

“Miriam.” The way he spoke my name carried a dark hint of warning. A flush of heat ravaged me without a single touch.

“No, of course not,” I told him, my voice meek and submissive. “You’ve never left me unsatisfied.”

A half-smirk quirked on his lips. “So you know my breakfast will be just as good for you as it is for me.”

His hand trailed back down my body, never stopping, but he flattened his palm and touched me with slow sensuality and intention. He gazed at my breasts, hypnotized as he kneaded the sensitive flesh before moving on. He traveled across my belly, following the curve of my waist and filling his hand with the roundness of my hips before venturing between my legs.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect,” he whispered in a soft growl as he caressed my folds, his fingers already slick as he teased me. “I can’t believe you’re ours.”

“I can’t believe you’re mine,” I mewled, my back arching off the bed as I raked my fingers through his hair.

His teeth teased my nipples into aching peaks before soothing them with his tongue. As his kisses moved lower, my hips raised off the bed, chasing the delicious pressure of his hand and sweet release. The moment his mouth reached the crease between my pelvis and thigh, he removed his hand from my pussy and wrapped his arms around the outsides of my thighs.

“That’s a greedy little clit,” he looked up at me wickedly, hot breath fanning over me as he placed the softest of kisses on my hood. “But I’m going to take my time enjoying breakfast.”

“You’re evil,” I moaned, curling my fingers into fists around the bedsheets at my sides as I thrashed.

“Pout all you want, Mir,” his lips grazed my inner thighs, sending my whole body into trembles of anticipation.

“Colt,” I groaned, my voice dark and needy.

He alternated kisses and nibbles on my thighs, moving lower until I could no longer reach his hair. It was the most blissful torture I ever experienced. He took his sweet time alright, kissing his way all the way down to the sides of my knees before starting his journey back up.

My breaths became shallower and more ragged, my pulse accelerating as his hot, wicked mouth made its way closer to my center again.

“Mm, that’s how I like my girl,” he said, less than an inch away from my quivering flesh. “Teetering on the edge for me so beautifully.”

Finally, his mouth pressed flush against me, tongue lashing up and down to taste me fully.

A scream escaped my mouth at the sudden intensity shooting from my limbs, radiating from my core. I started bucking against Colt’s mouth but he held my hips down, lookin up with a gleam in his eye as he devoured me.

His eyes closed in the next moment, moaning as his lips and tongue drank me in, like I was the most succulent meal he ever had in his life. The vibration of his voice over my clit sent the pressure building like a volcano within me.

He released my lips after a long, sensual suck and took away one of his hands that held me down. In the next moment, I felt something long and rigid press into me. At the same time, his mouth pressed a hot kiss to my clit before his tongue began lashing at the hard nub.

“Fuck!” I groaned like an animal, my head tossing from side to side wantonly as his fingers massaged the inside of me while his mouth worked tirelessly at my clit.

After such a long, drawn-out beginning, the buildup of my release came almost too fast for me to handle. My thighs clasped around Colt’s head like a vice but he never stopped, not even when my release came explosively.

I must have screamed, but barely heard myself over the jolts of pleasure shooting through me. Colt drew it out even longer, continuing to massage my channel and circle my clit with gentler pressure so it didn’t become painful. It was still intense, but pure bliss even through the aftershocks of the main release rocking my body.

He only