Chapter 2 #3
My entire body flushed at his words, heat saturating every element of my being as he let out a low growl at my physical reaction. My nails dug into his chest as he made a warning noise in the back of his throat, only making me want to rub against his hard length more.
“Effie, you don’t want that.”
I honestly didn’t know what I wanted, not specifically…
Well, besides him. Besides my mates. I spoke softly but firmly.
“You’re right, I don’t know anything about this type of thing…
But I know I want you. If that comes with something a bit risky or different than normal, not only will I have no idea because I have zero experience, but that doesn’t change anything for me.
I still want you. I still want this between us. ”
His eyes darkened. “Mon ange…”
Insecurity hit me hard. “Unless you don’t want—”
A small moan broke from my throat as I was suddenly rolled and pinned to the ground by his large frame.
My wrists were captured and tugged above my head as I squirmed against him, his other hand holding my hip to the ground as he looked over me with an intensity that had everything in my body jumping to attention.
“I always want you.” His voice was rough and almost unnatural-sounding. “Never doubt that.”
It was hard to believe that someone like Caedmon wanted me, but I could see that he believed it. That he felt that strongly about it…about me. So I would trust him.
“Okay,” I whispered as he ground against me, causing a whimper to break from my throat. That influx of need ran over my skin again, and while I didn’t understand what it was, what I needed, I could still feel it, almost taking over everything else.
“Fuck, you smell so good,” he snarled, almost sounding frustrated by that.
“I smell good?” I murmured, feeling my head buzz with a euphoric feeling.
“Your desire,” he growled, brushing his nose against my throat, “it’s filling the space like the sweetest perfume. I can tell how wet you are, mon ange.”
“I don’t know how to stop that,” I whispered.
His eyes lit up with heat, and he brushed his lips hesitantly over mine. “Stop it? No, Effie—if anything, I would want to make it more. I would want to make you wet enough so that your tight pussy could take all of me at once.”
Holy Goddess. My skin broke out into shivers and my nipples tightened, my breasts feeling heavy as my breath caught, causing me to feel almost dizzy. His words only encouraged my body to grow more wet, as if heeding his command.
“How…how would you do that?” I didn’t even recognize my own voice, the breathy nature of it causing his eyes to darken into a deep gold.
“By tasting you,” he growled softly. I nearly moaned again, imagining him down between my legs and his mouth on my center, the need there intensifying as my clit pulsed and my breathing turned fast and uneven.
“I want that.”
A vicious sound left him, and he nipped my lip hard, causing me to jolt before he moved down my body, spreading my legs. The blood he drew on my lip seemed to spark something in the air as I looked to where he was positioned between my legs.
Caedmon stared at me with enough heat to make me feel explosive, pulling down my jeans to catch my thighs before flipping me easily, placing me on all fours—completely exposed to him. Vulnerable. I both loved it and felt self-conscious—
“Caedmon.” His name left my lips on a moan as his mouth met my center.
He began devouring me, the first lick of his hot tongue against my wet heat causing me to tremble in relief.
I found myself arching my back and pushing up against him so that I could feel him everywhere, his hands hard and bruising on my hips.
My cheek pressed against the cold stone floor of the cave as I whimpered, his lips suctioning around my clit then teasing it with his tongue.
I cried out as he slid a large finger inside of me, pumping it slowly in and out as the sound of how wet I was filled the space in an erotic air.
I let out a moan of his name as he increased his speed, and I spread my legs wider, feeling hot, liquid desire break from my center.
His other hand slid forward on my back to grip my neck in a firm hold as he pulled his mouth away from me and completely covered me with his body.
He slid a second finger inside of me and began to go faster, causing me to tighten around his digits as I felt them stretching me.
I gasped as he curled his fingers inside of me, and he chuckled, the sound soft and dark as he tightened his hold on my neck.
When his hand suddenly disappeared and he pulled me from the ground and up against him, I found my head falling back so I could look up at him, his eyes glowing a mixture of purple and gold.
He may have been treating me roughly, but I could see the affection in his gaze, the heat and need, and I let out a whimper as he pumped faster, watching my expression with a heat I should have come to expect.
Everything about Caedmon was extreme, including his emotions for me.
“Fuck, you are so beautiful, mon ange,” he growled, his hand tightening around my throat. I felt euphoric, nearing an edge I wanted to fall over.
“Caedmon, please,” I whispered as he brought his hand from my throat to my mouth.
“I’ll give you what you need, Effie.” His voice had an element to it that was infused with magic. “But you have to come around my fingers. You need to come for me, mon ange, so that you feel better. So that I can give you everything you need. I want to feel that tight pussy squeeze my fingers—”
His hot, dirty words paired with the way he kept curling his fingers inside of me had me whimpering, begging for release.
He caught the sound with his hand over my mouth, but I bit down on his skin—hard.
I felt my magic unfurl as it had when I bit Julian, and Caedmon let out a truly vicious growl, almost feral, in response.
His expression was full of a raw, primal intensity, and I couldn’t help but hold his gaze as a climax slammed into me, crying out his name. The taste of his blood tinted my tongue, pure bliss turning my body pliant as he caught me against him before I could fall forward.
“Holy fuck.” He sounded almost breathless, his voice rough as his hand fell from my mouth and he examined the bite mark between his thumb and finger. He flipped us, searing a kiss against my lips as he caged me to the floor.
“You marked me, Effie.”
I had. I let the darkness take over completely, a smile on my lips. Something big had just happened with Caemdon and I.
I just hoped he didn’t regret it.