Stolen Heart - By Bennett, Sawyer Page 0,49

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“Ouch! Damn woman, you pack a mean punch.”

She gave him a sweet smile. “You have no idea.”

Kieran reached his hand to her head and pulled her face close. He gave her a swift kiss on the lips. “I look forward to finding out.”

Annika returned the kiss more deeply. Pulling back she murmured, “Come on. Let’s go find a place to lodge for the night and I’ll let you goad me further.”

CHAPTER 18

Annika and Kieran found a nearby hotel for the evening which was quite nice. The Conclave had provided them with the necessary currency for Balvraine. They both enjoyed a drink in the hotel pub first.

Annika had kept running her hand up and down Kieran’s thigh under the table, getting closer and closer to his thickening erection. When their waiter approached and asked if they would like another drink, Annika palmed his cock and gave it a soft squeeze. Kieran was able to choke out a “No thank you” to the waiter, who promptly left. Kieran threw some money on the table and grabbed Annika’s hand, pulling her from her chair. He led her straight up the stairs to their room, his long strides quickly eating up the distance.

Once inside their room, he slammed the door and locked it. Turning to Annika, he saw an innocent expression on her face. He smiled at her with wicked intent and stalked toward her. When he got two feet from her, she held up her hand in a gesture for him to halt. He almost didn’t stop but the look on her face told him to heed her warning.

“Don’t move any farther,” Annika purred.

Kieran cocked an eyebrow at her.

“I want to do something I’ve been dying to do since the night I met you.”

Oh man… the possibilities.

“Go sit in that chair over there.” Kieran looked to the plush arm chair where Annika pointed and swiftly obeyed.

Annika walked right up to him and nudged his knees apart with her hands.

“Take your shirt off for me please.” She sounded so sweet he couldn’t argue with her.

Kieran untied the belt holding his tunic together and shrugged it off of his shoulders. He threw it to the floor.

Dropping to her knees in front of Kieran, Annika placed her palms on his thighs. Kieran held his breath, watching her every move. She looked up at him coyly and ran her palms up his thighs, her thumbs digging lightly into his hips.

“I’ve been dying to drink you up.”

Kieran’s breath exhaled in a loud rush. He felt his erection harden further. Slowly, Annika reached to the fly of his pants and gently opened it.

“Lift your hips just a bit, baby,” she whispered.

Kieran lifted his hips and she pulled his pants down, all the way off his legs. His erection lay heavy against his stomach as he leaned back in the chair. His eyes were burning as he watched her.

Annika ran her palms up and down his thighs, gazing at his cock. She grabbed her lower lip between her teeth and nibbled at it as if she was trying to figure out the best way to swallow him down. The suspense was killing him and it was taking every bit of control not to thrust his hips up at her.

“Annika,” he rasped, “please.”

Annika looked up at him, surprise on her face. She literally had no clue how she made him feel. He must have had the most tortured look, because the sweetest smile played across her mouth and then she put him out of his misery. She leaned over and licked him from base to tip. He felt the ball on her tongue piercing pressing into his tender flesh. She then circled the bottom of his erection with her hand, and put her mouth over the head. She swirled her tongue over the top and pumped the base with her hand. Kieran let out a feral groan and he felt, rather than saw, Annika chuckle. The vibrations from her laugh shot through to his balls.

Then Annika leaned up over him further and took him all the way into her mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat.

“Fuck me,” Kieran hissed.

Annika removed her mouth and muttered, “Later.”

Then she went back to working him over. She took him in deep on her down strokes, sucking as she pulled back. Kieran watched as her head moved up and down as pleasure coursed through him. Annika moved both of her hands to stroke up his chest, finding their way to his