Chapter 20 #3

I whimpered, and he slid his fingers between his lips as his gaze held mine. He didn’t lap at them gently. Instead, he made a show of rolling his tongue over every inch of his fingers that were coated with me.

He pulled his fingers from his mouth and ran them over my lips before they fell to my neck. “It’s even better than I could have dreamed.”

His hand tightened on my neck, and he moved closer to me until his mouth was pressed against mine. “Now I won’t be able to sleep until I taste it from your skin.” He nipped my bottom lip between his and sucked it into his mouth. “I think we should fix that.”

Dacre pulled away from me, but his dark gaze lingered on my mouth. My body shook with need as I tried to calculate his next move.

“On your feet, Nyra.”

My pulse hammered in my chest, and I tried to calm my shaking hands. He was going to taste me, put his mouth on my body, and even though I had never wanted anything more, fear raced through me.

“What if that’s not what I want?” My voice trembled with need and betrayed my words.

He smiled at me, the move sinister and lacking warmth, as he reached out and cupped me directly between my thighs. “We both know it is. You want it, and you’re going to take it.”

His hand pressed firmly against me, and my thighs trembled with how badly I needed him.

“Stand up. Don’t make me tell you again.”

I hesitated for only a second before I pushed myself to my feet. Dacre lifted higher on his knees before me, and his hands trailed over my thighs before settling on my hips.

He pulled at the edge of my trousers, lowering the leather down an inch before he stared up at me.

“If this isn’t what you want, you need to leave.

” His voice was lethal. “I’m not lying when I tell you that I will take whatever I want from you, and you will not leave this cave until the sound of my name is the only thing you can taste on your tongue. ”

He watched me with a hungry gaze, his eyes dark and intense as I made no move to leave, and we both knew that he held all the power in this moment.

I felt a strange sense of relief wash over me, accepting that I was at his mercy. I didn’t want to fight what I so desperately wanted any longer.

He slowly pulled my trousers lower and lower, taking my undergarments with them until I was bare before him. I swallowed down a shaky breath as I fought the urge to cover myself.

“So beautiful,” he murmured so quietly that I barely heard him.

He leaned forward until he was lined up directly in front of my pussy, and I looked to the ceiling as I felt him press a kiss to the inside of my thigh before he brushed his nose against my center.

“Look at me.” His voice was low and commanding, sending a surge of desire through me as I obeyed.

His hands ran up the length of my thighs, and they trembled beneath his touch.

“I want you to watch me as I taste what’s mine for the first time.”

“It’s not yours.” I somehow managed to find my voice long enough to say the one thing I shouldn’t have.

His hands paused at the apex of my thighs, and he grinned before quickly moving them to my pussy and spreading me open with his thumbs. “Let’s see exactly how long you can hold on to that resolve, little traitor.”

I opened my mouth to argue back with him, but he leaned forward, and his tongue ran up the length of my pussy and threatened to bring me to my knees. I gripped my fingers into his hair, holding on to him as I tried to breathe, but it was no use.

He sucked my clit between his lips, and I cried out.

And I couldn’t look away from him.

There wasn’t an ounce of tenderness in his touch, and as his teeth raked against my sensitive flesh, my moan could be heard throughout the entire cave. My fingers raked through his hair, tangling in the strands and pulling him impossibly closer to me.

I had never felt such pleasure, such overwhelming, consuming want. Dacre’s mouth feasted on me, exploring my body in ways I didn’t know were possible, as his hands gripped my thighs so tightly that I bit down on my lip at the sting of pain.

He hummed against me, the sound vibrating through me, and then, finally, he lifted his hand and thrust two fingers inside me.

I arched my back, meeting his hungry mouth, my body feeling so greedy for more. My stomach tightened and my breath hitched as he moved his fingers in and out of me in perfect rhythm with his tongue. I could hardly spread my legs, and the position made me feel so incredibly full of him.

“You’re so tight,” he murmured against my skin. “So wet.”

His words were like fuel to my already raging desire, and I couldn’t help but beg for more. “Please, Dacre…please…”

I gripped his hair tighter in my hands, and he looked up at me. The wickedness in his eyes reflected the desire I could feel rippling through me. “You want to come? ”

“Please.” The way I begged him felt so foreign on my tongue, but it also felt so right.

He chuckled, the vibrations spreading through my sensitive flesh. “Tell me who this pussy belongs to.” He plunged his fingers deeper inside me, making me cry out at the mixture of pleasure and pain.

I bit down on my tongue because the smirk on his face made the defiance inside me flare. But I knew that he was going to get exactly what he wanted. I would tell him anything to finally give me the feeling I was chasing so desperately.

“Fucking tell me it’s mine, little traitor.” He curled his fingers deep inside me before he sucked my clit back into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud in a rhythm that would make me tell him anything.

“It’s yours,” I managed to choke out. The admission felt like a knife twisting in my chest, but I couldn’t deny the truth. He was the last person I should have been saying it to, but he was the only one I wanted.

Dacre pulled back with a smirk, his eyes glinting wickedly as he released my clit from between his lips. I was trembling on my feet, my mind a whirlwind of emotions and sensations. I felt humiliated, aching, and yet so alive.

“That’s right.” His fingers moved in and out of me at a pace that was driving me crazy. “This is mine, little traitor. You are this fucking wet for me . No one else.”

He leaned forward and nipped his teeth on my inner thigh. “You’re mine.” The growl that ripped through his chest was almost enough to push me over the edge.

He continued to lick and suck at my clit, his fingers still pounding inside me until I felt like I was going to lose my mind. My fingers squeezed in his hair, and I could feel tears prick behind my eyes.

“Mine.”

I cried out as he thrust his fingers in and out of me, the vibration of his claim pushing me over the edge. My body shook uncontrollably as I came, my orgasm rippling through me like a current.

His other hand wrapped around my back, holding me steady as he milked every bit of my orgasm from my body.

“That’s it.” I could feel him watching me, but I didn’t care.

My pussy was clenching around his fingers in a desperate need for more, and I never wanted to come down from the high he had given me.

Dacre didn’t let up as he continued to slowly fuck me with his fingers, prolonging the pleasure, making me cry out his name again and again until my body went limp against him.

Dacre pulled his fingers out of me, slowly withdrawing his hand from my wetness.

I looked down at him and felt a strange mix of relief and shame course through me.

He climbed to his feet, licking his fingers clean, a satisfied grin on his face, before he reached forward and helped me pull my trousers back in place.

I looked down and saw how hard he was beneath his trousers, and despite the shame that I couldn’t deny, I wanted to touch him. I wanted to have the same power over him that he had over me.

I ran my hand over the length of him, and he groaned low and guttural as his hand slipped into my hair. He tugged back, forcing me to look up at him, and the desire that was staring back at me was almost enough to make me come again.

“I want to touch you,” I whispered, and his gaze seemed to become impossibly darker.

“Nyra.” His growl was a warning, but it did nothing but send a thrill through me.

“I want to taste you.”

His hand tightened in my hair to the point that I cried out in pain, but still, I wanted more. I wasn’t sure there would ever be a moment when I didn’t want more from him, and that thought scared me.

I could feel the heat in his eyes as he studied me, the intensity of it making my heart race.

“Do you want me to get on my knees for you?” I reached out and pressed my hand against his chest.

“Little traitor.” The words were a plea on his lips.

“Dacre.” The deep voice echoed through the space, and my spine stiffened.

Dacre dropped his hold from me and stepped back quickly as if he had been caught with the traitor that he thought I was.

That he knew I was.

His gaze flickered to the towering figure in the entrance to the cave, his eyes blazing with fury.

“Father.” Dacre’s voice faltered for only a second before he straightened and looked every bit of the leader that they had forced him to be.

My stomach ached, and my body screamed for me to run. I hadn’t seen Dacre’s father since he choked me while looking for answers I had refused to give.

“We just got word,” his father said, his gaze flickering back and forth between me and his son, even though Dacre had his back turned to me. “We’re leaving within the hour.”

I brushed my hand through my hair, pushing it out of my face, even though I was sure I still looked completely disheveled from what we had just done.

“I’m ready.” Dacre nodded, stepped forward, and leaned down until he grabbed my discarded bow and arrow in his hand.

“Do you need to escort Nyra back to the quarters?”

“No.” Dacre’s answer was swift and firm. “She can find her own way back.”

It was a dismissal. He had just been as desperate for me as I had been him, and now he was dismissing me as if I was nothing.

His father looked at me, and there was nothing but distrust staring back at me. It made me feel sick to my stomach. Yet, Dacre just stood there.

“I’m more than capable.” I stepped forward and jerked my bow from Dacre’s hand before quickly moving back to the target and grabbing my quiver from where I left it.

I could feel Dacre watching me, but I didn’t give him the satisfaction of turning back around.

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