EVIL QUEEN - Rebel Hart Page 0,82
out, but there is one thing I know for certain, and that’s how much I love you.”
“Me too,” I said. “Since I was a shut-down, abused little girl, you’ve always been by my side. It was painful to watch you with Cherri, but I held out hope that it would work itself out. I feel selfish, and I feel like I shouldn’t get to be so happy while other people are suffering, but I do get to be happy. I love you.”
It was all that needed to be said. Nathan smoothed his hands along my sides, nesting them into the bend of my waist. My body burned all over, most warmly where he touched. He bent over and kissed my stomach, and then when he slid his hands up, he pulled my shirt with it.
He laid a line of kisses up my stomach and along my sternum. He alternated between kissing me and licking me until I was little more than a puddle in his hands. His breath blew in warm puffs across my skin, leaving a feeling behind like a blazing iron had been dragged across it. I could feel my ears burning, and my legs trembled with anticipation as he worked.
It was usually around that time that I would try to lock some of myself away, tethering myself to some reality that eventually I’d have to give Nathan up. I’d try desperately to keep my feet on the ground while he was trying to drag me into the clouds.
This time, I let him pull.
Every time his lips pressed to a new spot on my skin, it felt like I was getting higher and higher. His mouth traveled further up until it pressed against the front clasp of my bra. He snapped it free and pulled my bra away, almost immediately closing his warm lips over one of my waiting breasts. His hands massaged while his mouth worked my sensitive nipple, and I let out a sigh of pleasure, writhing beneath him and anticipating what was yet to come. One of his legs kicked between mine to push forward and apply gentle pressure to my heat below. I found myself grinding against it as he switched from one breast to the other and back again.
Eventually, he sent one of his hands between us toward our legs. He undid the button of my pants and dove beneath them until he was able to rub over me through the fabric of my panties. A moan sang out of me, and Nathan took it as a sign of satisfaction and became rougher with his movements. He bit at my nipples, and the fingers between my legs pulled aside my underwear to poke directly at my sensitive spots.
“Nathan,” huffed out of me before I could stop it. “That feels good.”
He lifted his head from my breasts and looked directly into my eyes. His rubbing below grew faster. A finger sank inside of me while his thumb continued to flick my bud, and my mind started to simmer. My lips were held slightly open, with only my breathless moans coming out, and my vision blurred as an orgasm started small and then ricocheted all over my body. I lifted my back into the feeling of Nathan’s hand, but he held eye contact as he rubbed me through. I dropped back to the bed, trying to catch my breath.
Nathan stood from the bed and undid his pants. He continued to look down at me with a dark, starved expression that sent chills blanketing my body. He’d taken on a new alpha-aura that I’d never seen before but wasn’t unhappy to see. Kicking his pants off, he took his hard length into his hand and stroked it as he looked down at me with apparent admiration.
Nathan held out a hand, which I took, and he dragged me up to stand. He flipped me around so that he could push me against the bedroom door, and moments later, his hands were on my pants, pulling them down. He trailed kisses up my legs as he stood back up, then attached himself to me and buried his mouth against the crook of my neck. He used a hand to brace himself at my entrance, then slowly pushed into me.
Our moans matched in desire and desperation as he thrust in, and when he was settled inside, he stopped moving. “Shit.” He laughed against my shoulder. “I’m clearly going to have to figure out a way to deal with how