Royal Torment - Viola Grace Page 0,7

solely human. My skin feels the same, is more sensitive but recovers rapidly.”

She didn’t mention that it meant he could get a little rough. She would save that for the following day. Today, it would just do more harm than good.

He returned to her breast, sucking, licking, nipping, and she sighed and moaned as the low level of arousal jumped up several notches.

His fingers tangled in the straps of her other shoulder, and she felt the tension leave the fabric as he extended his claws to slice through them. Cool air caressed her skin a moment before Ador applied his mouth to the exposed curve.

The strong suction created a matching sensation in her clit. She felt a surge of slick liquid on her inner thigh and let out a low moan.

He caught her nipple in his teeth and gently pulled before releasing it. She swallowed. He looked up at her and slid his finger between her breasts, he flexed his finger, and the claw emerged before he drew it downward, slicing what was left of her top away. The fabric fell away, and he gripped her by the waist, lifting her up, and continuing with his exploration of her breasts.

His hands held her up, and she held his head while his mouth learned the taste and texture of her. His hair was thick and super soft.

She moaned and held tight to him as one of his fingers snagged in the first of the four straps that held up her skirt. Snick. She shivered. Only three to go.

Chapter Four

Tydella flinched as each tie was slowly sliced off. When the skirt slithered away, Ador lowered her and pulled the fabric aside.

His voice was a raspy cascade on her sensitive nerves. “Well, well, well. What have we here?”

She bit her lip as he slid his hand between her thighs with her kneeling on the bed. She didn’t meet his gaze, but he withdrew his fingers from her and rubbed the honey that she had been seeping.

“You are very wet.”

She kept her face turned away from him.

He slid his hand back between her thighs, and a finger eased into her before it was withdrawn and joined by a second.

She let out a small sound that was part enjoyment and part distress.

“When did you last have a lover? You are very tight.”

“Ah. Right. Well, I haven’t had one.”

“I thought you were kidding earlier,” He paused. “Don’t joke.”

He lifted her chin, and she blushed furiously at the astonished look in his eyes.

She mumbled. “Not joking.”

Ador blinked. “You know what this is.”

“Yes.”

“You know things will get rough.”

She smiled. “Yes. I know.”

“Are you doing this for the money?”

“No. I didn’t negotiate for anything. Don’t want anything.” She shrugged. “I just have a few days to kill, and I thought spending them under you would be entertaining.”

“But, you haven’t had sex before.”

“No, so I was counting on the first time being before control became an issue.”

He stared, and then, a wry smile came over him. “So, you are asking for me to hurry up?”

“Yes, slowly, please.”

Ador pulled her toward him while pressing her clit with his thumb. His fingers dipped in and out of her while he kissed her.

She met his tongue with her own, and when his fingers triggered her orgasm, she shrieked softly into his mouth.

The world spun as her body arched and twitched. When her senses settled, she was on her hands and knees, and he was pressing against her from behind. She gasped when he slid into her, the head stuck, and he shuddered. He reached, stroked her back, and leaned over her, covering her completely with his soft hide pressing against her back. He kissed her neck, licked it, and bit as he thrust his hips forward.

She screamed and threw her head back while her hips tried to get away from him. He held her tight, and she panted and calmed down. When she was shivering with her weight supported on her arms, he released her shoulder and licked the skin he had just punctured.

Tydella sighed. Her body was clenching and relaxing around him, but there was only an ache from his abrupt entrance. The rest of her was catching on quickly.

Ador withdrew nearly all the way, and then, he slid in. She grunted at the impact and felt the strange tickle of energy that hit her from this angle.

“There you are, Tydella. Now, let me hear you.” He gripped her hips and repeated the withdrawal and surge.

The slapping of their bodies was muted