Lord of Chaos (The Dragon Demigods #7) - Charlene Hartnady Page 0,44

his eyes that he will do his level best to keep me comfortable, and that’s more than enough for me. I nod and do as he asks. I think what makes me most giddy is that he is asking. He isn’t instructing. He’s asking.

My choice.

14

Nia

I lie on the bed and spread my legs. My eyes are on Rage. His brow is creased. His eyes are…different. He’s definitely turned on. “You’re beautiful.” His voice is deep. His muscles are bunched. He looks magnificent.

The bed dips as he kneels between my legs. I wait for him to squeeze my breasts. To shove his tongue down my throat. To plunge into me. It doesn’t happen. “Should I turn over?” I finally ask because he’s just looking at me. I know he said he wanted me on all fours looking away. I assumed, when he told me to open my legs, that he wanted me on my back. Maybe I was wrong.

I start to turn, but Rage grips my hip. “Not yet. I told you I need you wet.”

“Okay. I’m ready,” I say as I turn my head to the side. I put my hands above my head. I squeeze my eyes shut. I wait for the pain. Sex always hurts at first. It gets more bearable as it goes on. There were a couple of times it felt quite good, and then it was over.

I push out a yell as his hot mouth is on me…down there. He’s down there! “Oh. God! Oh!” I yell. He’s licking me. I’ve heard about a guy going down on a girl. Of course I have. It’s never happened to me. Gaire said he didn’t enjoy doing it.

Jesus!

I groan and grip his head in my hands, looking down at him. I’m not sure if I’m allowed to look, but I have to. I just have to. I’m burning up right now. This man is the gasoline, the match, the tinder, and every flame. He’s all of it.

Rage is holding my thighs open, and he’s licking me between my legs with focus and determination. I yell again when he sucks on my clitoris. He stays there, suckling softly. My eyes are huge. I’m breathing like there’s no air. Where did the air go? It didn’t feel like this the handful of times I’ve touched myself. If it did, I would touch myself a lot…all the time. I wouldn’t stop touching myself.

More.

I need more.

I need all of it.

He pushes a finger inside me and groans against my sex. I groan too. Much harder. Much louder. My hands are grabbing at his hair. My hips are now bucking against his mouth. That finger. His mouth. His tongue… Good lord, but that tongue is wicked. I love his tongue.

I feel something deep inside me.

Something.

More of this and…I might…I could…it might happen. I cuss in Celtic. I say a couple more choice words. When he sucks on my clit again, I explode. My back comes off the mattress. I think I scream, but I’m not sure. I ride his face with everything I have. I’m keening now. Still humping him, but that can’t be helped. Then I’m falling back against the mattress, trying to catch my breath.

What the hell just happened?

Oh, my gosh!

I’m in shock.

Total disbelief. “That didn’t just…” I can barely breathe or think.

“That was your first orgasm.” Rage smiles for a few seconds. He looks lighter. He looks…gorgeous. Younger, somehow. Our eyes are locked, and it feels like we’re sharing a moment.

It doesn’t last. He turns serious. “I’m glad it was good.”

“It was better than good.” I’m still breathing hard.

“You have no real reference point. Every first orgasm is amazing.”

“You mean an orgasm can be better than that?” No freaking way.

He nods. “You get orgasms in varying degrees.” I see his cheeks turn pink. “I’ve never been down on a woman before, so…” he shrugs, “I might not have been that good.”

“It was. It really was.”

He throws me a lopsided grin.

“I can’t believe that was your first time,” I say. “You’ve never…done that before?”

“It was,” he says. “And no, never.”

I can believe it. His whole demeanor tells me that he means it. I know that Rage wouldn’t lie. My heart is racing. I feel…special. “Why? Why here and now?” I perversely need to know.

“It’s too intimate. Not something I would normally do. That asshole used you selfishly. He wronged you. I had to do something to make it right.” He shrugs to play it down. Like what he did was