Succubus Unchained - Heather Long Page 0,68

my offense,” he reminded me, probably a good idea, because he added a second finger so he could trace around my clit and down. The touches were far too gentle to give me more than a tease, and it took effort to keep my hips still and not chase his fingers.

“Hmm,” I said, keeping it noncommittal. “We have discussed a lot of things.”

After another teasing pass over my clit, then he plunged both digits into me, and the stretch was pleasant. When he curved his fingers forward and traced them inside, the little detonations of pleasure began to tighten into a chain. Fuck.

“We have,” he agreed, skating his thumb over my clit. “If I continue to pursue your pleasure, to ease you after what you experienced, will this continue to cause offense?”

What?

“You don’t know?” The outrage lost a bit of impact as he continued to thrust his fingers and my hips arched to meet them. Fuck, that felt good. I was still tucked into his lap, and he fingered me with almost relentless focus, edging me right up toward orgasm, but not quite over. The chill of earlier faded, and I was hot.

Burning up in fact, and I wanted the robe off, but that might mean moving, and hell, he pressed his thumb down on my clit. Right there…

But rather than let me plummet over, he slowed his motion and then halted, three fingers now buried in me and his thumb a kinetic presence right over my clit. Not touching, but just there.

“If it will make you hate me more, I will stop.”

I scowled, then fisted his shirt and dragged myself toward him. Somehow, I shifted to straddle his lap and hand, all without losing his fingers from where they were thrust inside of me. “I will be really fucking angry if you stop right now.”

The corners of his mouth curved again, the fullness of his lower lip looking ripe and ready for sucking on. I could feel his cock, the thickness of the erection as I began to roll my hips and ride his fingers. He held perfectly still, and the angle was ideal. I ground down to get the clit pressure, and then up and down against him to drag his fingers over my g-spot.

Sweat beaded along my brow, and I shrugged out of the robe, peeling it off, and Alfred glanced down at my breasts and then up to my eyes. “Do you want to come, Hellion?”

“Yes.” Stupid question. Simple answer.

“Do you want me to make you come?”

I slowed my own roll and leaned my head back. It bared my throat, but I swallowed as I thought about it. “You’re really trying, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” he whispered, and there—just at the edge of the single syllable, there was an edge of urgency.

“You just bit me,” I told him, my breath coming in gasping pants, and need a vibrant thing in my core as I clenched on his fingers, but I kept still otherwise. “You walked out into that garden and sank your teeth into me like I was there for your pleasure.”

Alfred didn’t look away when I dropped my gaze to his eyes.

“I didn’t want my throat bitten. Dimitri damn near ripped it out when he tried to turn me. It terrified me, and you did it without regard for me. Then you plundered my mind. Drained me and forced me to drink over and over.” My mouth went dry, and the knife’s edge of desire I had been riding on teetered precariously toward the earlier anger. “You gave me no choice but to turn.”

He nodded slowly. “When you said yes…”

I nodded. “I agreed. So I could get even. If it was the only way to escape that nightmare, then I would have done anything. Even fuck you.”

Which I had. But I divorced myself from it. I didn’t even really recall much of it to be honest. I hadn’t wanted to remember it. At least with Rogue, he had been blunt about answering the violent need in me, and then I incited him, too. Maddox and Fin had been courting me in their caring. But Alfred…

“You think I only used you,” he said, carefully turning the words over. “Like so many have treated succubi before.”

I nodded. I didn’t want to be a thing. “I’m a person,” I reminded him. “There were things I wanted, things I needed, and none of you wanted to listen to me.”

“But you let Maddox claim you. How is his helping steal you from