Betrayal (Infidelity Book 1) - Aleatha Romig Page 0,52
twist made my heart soar faster and faster. Questions came in rapid succession as he secured my arms above my head, but each time I opened my mouth to ask, his gentle kiss took away my words.
I’d never allowed anyone to bind me—Alex hadn’t—and I shouldn’t. I pushed Alex away. This was Charli’s night with Nox, not hers.
My body was on high alert. Everything was magnified. The aroma of musk with a hint of the lavender filled my senses, while his breaths filled my ears.
“Do you want me to stop?”
My hips swayed with need. “No.”
His smile melted what was still whole inside of me, as his fingers moved to be sure I was ready. I was. I wanted him and was ready to let him do anything, until… he turned his attention from me to a flickering candle. I suddenly remembered the way he’d swirled the wax. My heart raced as I debated my hard limit.
“Nox?” I’d never experienced hot wax on my skin. I didn’t know if I was ready.
“Do you trust me?” Nox asked, as he lifted the candle from the table, pursed his lips, and blew out the flame.
I did. I wanted to.
“Princess?” I asked, reminding him of what he said I deserved.
“Fire doesn’t burn the dragon.”
Oh shit! Sexy and a Game of Thrones quote.
I stifled a scream and pulled violently against the satin as the first dollop landed on my breast. The hot wax hurt like hell.
“Limit?” Nox asked with that menacing gleam to his eye.
It was that shimmer that kept me mute, that shimmer that stopped me from yelling yes at the top of my lungs. It was that glint that twisted my insides to a painful pitch. I inhaled and shook my head.
“I trust you.”
I don’t know what happened during the next few minutes, or was it days? I couldn’t recall any of it, even if I were under oath. I hated the hot wax upon my tender skin, and at the same time, it was the most erotic experience of my entire life. Each time the molten liquid landed on me, Nox found another way to make it pleasurable: a suck and nip of my hard nipple, his fingers angled perfectly inside my core, or the saltiness of him deep in my throat. By the time he’d peeled the cold wax from my skin and released my wrists, I was lost to a high only he could provide.
Gently he eased his covered rod into me. “You deserve a man who will make tender love to you.”
Though my energy was spent, my core clenched around him, hugging him with a ferocity I couldn’t muster and milking him for everything he could give.
There was at least one more detonation before I conceded to my limit. It wasn’t my hard limit, but the amount of energy I could possibly expend. The last thing I remembered was Nox’s embrace as I floated away, lost in the aroma of woodsy cologne and musk.
WAKEFULNESS CAME SLOWLY as I stretched over the soft sheets and cuddled under the fluffy comforter. It wasn’t until my body protested with the ache from last night’s exploration, that I remembered I was in Nox’s suite. I hadn’t planned on staying. With my eyes still closed, I listened for anything, but only the hum of the air conditioner could be heard. Slowly, I opened my eyes. I was alone in the large bedroom. Pulling the sheet around my breasts, memories of the night before came rushing back.
I checked my wrists for bruising and found none. On the end of the bed was a robe, like the one I had in my suite, complete with the Del Mar emblem on the breast. As I reached for the robe, I saw the note beside the bed.
Good morning, princess,
I trust you slept well—since you did it through most of the night and most of the day.
I looked at the clock and smiled. It was after ten-thirty. I had slept well, but there was still a lot of day left.
Mrs. Witt has coffee for you and can get you anything you’d like to eat. I’m in the office—of the suite. Come find me. We have more exploration to do.
~Nox
I eased out of the big bed and wrapped myself in the robe. Though my body wasn’t sure it could take any more exploration, the goofy smile on my face told me that I wanted to try.
In front of the bathroom mirror, I apprehensively opened the robe. I wasn’t sure what