The Matter of a Marquess - Jess Michaels Page 0,44

physical,” he answered.

Her eyebrows lifted. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” he choked out. “I never want you to stop.”

She caught her breath — that admission had to be as hard for him as showing his scars. Then she leaned down and brushed her cheek against the scar. Her hair fell against his cock, and he hissed out a sigh.

She turned her mouth against him. She kissed the scars, tracing along the length of them down the side of his leg, then back up along the front. Across his hip, tasting the flesh, soothing with her tongue.

And finally she reached what she really wanted. That cock. All her attention focused on that, on him as she reached out and traced her finger along the length of it.

His back arched and he sucked his breath through his teeth. “Aurora.”

She smiled up at him, watching his face as she fisted him, squeezing gently, then stroked him from base to head. He was hard as steel, the skin soft as velvet. Bigger than what she was accustomed to, the flesh a shade darker than the rest of his skin, a subtle pulse throbbing through the vein she was now rubbing with her thumb.

She kept watching him as she nuzzled him with her cheek. “Do you know what I’m going to do now?” she whispered.

He shook his head. “No.”

“I’m going to do exactly what you did to me a moment ago, Nicholas.” She held his gaze. “I’m going to do what I’ve dreamed of doing for so very long.”

Then she darted her tongue out and licked him.

Chapter 11

When Nicholas had brought Aurora to his bedchamber, he had expected a great many things to transpire. A great many heated dreams fulfilled, a great many emotions revealed and passions explored.

What he had not expected, not even dared to think about, was for her to take him into her mouth and suck his cock as she swirled her tongue around him with the precision of an expert bawd. Pleasure shot through him, tightening his balls, making him throw his head back as he cried out her name into the quiet of the room.

She responded by stroking over him, withdrawing almost entirely, then taking him as far as she could go again. He lifted into her, giving her a fraction more, his fingers digging into the back of her scalp. She made a soft sound of pleasure that reverberated up his cock, and smiled around his girth as she glanced up at him.

She held his gaze as she sucked him, stroked him, brought him to the brink of coming, then backed away until the edge was out of sight. He knew he should stop her. After all, wasn’t this meant to be his seduction? Only he couldn’t. This gift of hers was too powerful, too pleasurable, for him to find the strength to refuse it.

So he sank into it, surrendering to her. Like his dog had days before, Nicholas offered her his vulnerable underbelly and hoped she would only scrape her teeth along it rather than cut him down to the bone. After all, she had already proven herself trustworthy. He hadn’t shown his scars to anyone but the doctors for years. He hardly looked at them, himself, they were too much proof of what had been changed, torn away.

But Aurora had looked and touched and soothed and for the first time in a long time, he felt…whole.

She gripped his cock harder and he was torn from thought back into sensation. She was driving him hard now, pulling him always closer to release. He would spend and that would be the end of it, at least for a while. Would they repeat this night? Would they ever touch again?

He knew from bitter experience that they might not. He reached out, gliding his fingers through hair that was soft as the finest silk. She moaned and pumped harder over him, and for a moment he just held her there, his fingers flexing against her, lost in pleasure.

“Aurora,” he managed to choke out at last, finding words somehow even though his mind was hardly functional anymore.

She glanced up at him, question in her eyes, but she didn’t stop as she murmured, “Mmm?”

“I’m going to spend,” he moaned, arching into her even though he was supposed to be stopping this.

“That’s the idea,” she said with a chuckle, then licked him again.

But she had broken contact to speak, and in that moment he was able to gather himself. He wrapped her hair