Chapter 9 Alex #3
“Not in the least.” With a teasing glance, Savi sat on the edge of the bed, crooking her finger to beckon him closer. “I simply prefer tasting to touching.”
Alex didn’t think his eyes could widen any further than they already had, but that did it. The image of her sitting in the alcove after their wedding, a silent and lonely figure, was juxtaposed against the sight of the bewitching temptress in front of him.
It’s always the quiet ones.
With a smirk, he eased himself out of his jacket before tackling the buttons on his shirt.
Savi watched him like a lioness stalking her next meal, her eyes following his every move.
He went slowly, enjoying the anticipation on her expression.
His throbbing cock jutted towards her, eagerly awaiting what it would find between her lips.
He lingered over the last button. Reaching out, he tipped her chin up, savouring the fierce hunger in her eyes. “You want to taste my cock, little tigress?”
Savi didn’t give him an answer, shoving his hands away to undo the last button for herself. Her eyes journeyed over his bare torso, but not for long. Her hand shifted to his aching length once more, the swollen head glistening with arousal.
Once she had it in hand, Savi didn’t hesitate. A guttural noise broke free from his throat as she wrapped her lips around him, taking him deep before drawing out the retreat. Her cheeks hollowed, until she damn near sucked out his soul.
His tigress became wilder with every pass, her hands digging into his arse like she couldn’t take him deep enough.
Alex brushed her hair from her face, a constant stream of throaty groans and ragged moans flowing from him. There was no doubting she’d done this before, because holy mother of god, what Savi was doing was nothing short of magical.
And from the looks of it, she was enjoying herself every bit as much. Her movements were frantic, her eyes glazed with lust, her moans heavy with unbridled hunger.
It was the hunger he couldn’t look away from. It possessed him, propelling him towards the release he’d been hunting. “Savi,” he warned, warmth radiating out from his groin. “I’m going to—”
He felt her muffled whimper around his cock, just as she pulled him in further, her fingers clawing into his arse like her life depended on it. It was his fantasies come to life; she wanted everything he could give her—and he was about to deliver.
Pleasure streaked up his spine. Alex let out a ragged groan as his release exploded from him, but Savi lapped up every drop, her throat shifting as she swallowed—as she accepted him in the most intense, intimate embrace of his life.
The moment she released his cock, he was on her. He took her face in his hands, devouring her kiss. The taste of his seed was on her tongue, but it only made him more ravenous. Her legs linked around his hips. She pulled him tight against her, rocking her hips in needy, searching thrusts.
“We can’t consummate the marriage tonight,” she breathed in his ear, as he moved his attentions down her neck.
“Mmm?” Alex eased open the buttons of her shirt, pulling the lapels apart to unveil her breasts. They sat atop her lithe torso, perfectly delicate. If they couldn’t sleep together, there were still plenty of other things to do.
Savi gasped as he brushed the pad of his thumb over her nipple. “I think I’m ovulating.” At his blank look, she explained further. “It’s when a—oh—a woman is most fertile.”
A feral, almost inhuman grunt tore from his chest before his conscience could stop it.
Blood rushed to his groin, clamouring to re-harden his exhausted cock.
Alex cleared his throat, hoping it would pass as a cough.
He lowered his gaze to try to hide the flash of fiery lust on his expression.
“My apologies.” He surreptitiously moved his groin away from hers, concealing just how hard he’d become.
But Savi flexed her thighs to pull him back. Was that…a smile playing about her lips? “I didn’t expect that reaction.”
“It was a cough,” he protested.
“I’m not so na?ve as to believe that.” That was definitely a smile. “Is that something you’d like, Alex? To spend inside your fertile wife?”
“Savi.” His voice was stern—a warning, even as his cock twitched.
“Do you want to see your seed dripping from me?” she whispered in his ear, grinding against his throbbing erection. “Or would you prefer to breed me? Until I’m heavy with your child, so that everyone would see what you’ve done to me.”
“Yes!” Alex’s vicious snarl echoed around the room as he pinned her arms above her head. He pressed his achingly hard cock against her, desperate to make her words a reality.
Beneath heavy-lidded eyes, Savi bit her lip. “You are full of surpr—”
A sharp knock rapped at the door—freezing both of them in place. “Miss Savitha?” a feminine voice called, before adding, “Lady Lakenheath.”
“Yes, Nanny?” Savi called out, remarkably poised in her tone.
“Master George is having trouble sleeping. He’s asked for you.”
Savi sent him a glance softened with regret. “I’ll be there in a moment, Nanny.”
Relieved to hear retreating footsteps, Alex climbed off the bed and pulled Savi to her feet. In the time it took him to tuck his softening cock back into his trousers, Savi had strolled into the en-suite bathroom. The door remained open, so he followed.
Lingering beneath the carved wooden architrave, Alex bit back his amusement as he watched her brush her teeth. Even so, he hadn’t anticipated revealing his newfound desires quite so soon. An undercurrent of apprehension rippled through him. He felt…bare. Exposed.
When Savi went to pass him, Alex stopped her, pulling her into his arms. She moulded into his embrace with perfect ease, her lips finding his. He wanted to ask a million questions, but settled on only one. “Will you be long?”
She gave him a final kiss, her lips as soft as the morning light. “I’ll be as quick as I can.”