Betrayed By One. Bound To Three-Chapter 19: Taken.

Selene

His kiss was deeper now, restrained, like he was holding back a storm behind clenched teeth. I felt it in the tightening of his fingers at my waist and the tremor in his breath against my mouth.

He wanted me.

But he was still choosing control.

That made it worse.

And better.

My fingers slid from his chest to his midsection, feeling the tension coiled beneath my touch. "You can touch me," I whispered.

His eyes opened. "Tell me if you want me to stop," he said, low and firm.

"I won’t."

He frowned slightly. "I mean it, Selene. If you want to stop, you tell me."

I nodded, distracted by the shape of his mouth, and those lips that seemed to be created for both sin and salvation. He lifted his head, studying me. "You’re shaking," he murmured.

"So are you." I retorted softly.

Something shifted in his eyes. The restraint didn’t vanish; it hardened.

"Put your hands on me," I whispered.

His hand slipped under the fabric of my top, cupping my breasts, his thumb moving in slow, deliberate circles. My back arched instinctively, breath breaking from my lips in unsteady sounds. "So beautiful," he murmured.

The words sent heat spiraling through me.

His mouth followed his hand, kisses deepening, drawing tremors from my body as his warm breath fanned across my skin.

My senses blurred into him, the scent of his skin, the weight of him above me, the deliberate way he held back even while unraveling me.

And beneath it all, something inside me purred in approval. I was no longer nervous, I was hungry. "Edris, I want you now."

Instead of answering, he gave me an intense look that made my stomach flutter. A foreign, aching need pounded through me. He laid his warm hand against my cheek and stared at me with those beguiling eyes that seemed to hypnotize me."You’re a goddess," he said, his voice thick as he boldly examined me. His pupils dilated. My stomach tightened even more. His nearness was searing. His eyes riveting.

He made an appreciative noise against my skin that made me ache."You do taste divine."

He looked up at me, and my stomach turned over. Slowly, he turned me mid-way, his fingers caressing my lower back, before his face disappeared completely from my view."What are you doing now?" I gasped as his warm breath brushed my backside.

"Shh, just trust me," he said, sealing his words with a kiss.

I groaned as he nibbled high on my ass. He nudged my legs farther apart. With a mind of their own, my legs obeyed. I looked down to see him, eyes closed, as he tormented me with pleasure.

I felt his hands on me as he touched me where no man ever had. His fingers traced down my clit, making me burn even more before he lowered his mouth to me.

Reaching down, I buried my hand in his hair as he tasted me. My senses went wild as I surrendered to the licks that sent me spiraling toward an unimaginable height. Each one sent a shiver through my spine. My throat went dry just before my body burst apart.

I cried out as I experienced my first orgasm. When my breath had finally calmed. He looked at me with heated curiosity."Do you want me naked so you can explore me?"

My cheeks flushed, but I knew he saw the hunger in my eyes. I didn’t deny it. I watched as he slowly undressed himself, trembling in anticipation of what he would look like naked.

He dropped his trousers to the floor, then his boxers. My thoughts scattered. I swallowed as I took in his naked body. He was even more handsome than I had imagined. His skin was inviting, stretched over a finely toned muscle.

Against my will, my gaze dropped lower, lingering, until his words brought me back to the scene before me. "Don’t you want to touch me?"

Yes. I did. More than anything.

But I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. I felt the heat of him, the brush of his breath against my face. His nearness was intoxicating.

He took my hand and guided it over him. My palm brushed his heated skin, and I swallowed hard as he moved my hand slowly, letting me feel the strength of his dick.

When he released me, my first instinct was to withdraw, Instead, I explored him, up over his stomach, to his chest, learning the feel of his body beneath my fingers.

His eyes watched me silently as he whispered. "I’m going to take you now?"

I shivered at the question. He moved lower, disappearing beneath the folds of my skirt. I felt him, the scrape of his beard, the hot trail of his kisses along my inner thigh until he reached the place that ached for him.

I moaned the instant his mouth found my clit again, biting the heel of my hand, I surrendered to the blinding pleasure.

This time, when I came, I understood what was happening to my body.

At least until he made me do it again.

And again, until his eyes darkened more intensely.

I couldn’t breathe as his full weight slammed into me. The sight of his smile, the light in those magical eyes...

It made me want to cry out in ecstasy. "Make love to me, Edris."

"I am," a small smile flashed on his lips. He turned his face into mine and kissed me deeply. My head spun as he rolled with me and lowered his mouth to tease my breast.

I gasped at the sensation of his tongue stroking me. My stomach contracted sharply with each delicious lick. And to my amazement, I actually climaxed from it.

Gasping, I clutched his head to me and shook as wave after wave of pleasure swept through my body. I had no idea he could do this to me. He growled low before moving down my body. He nudged my thighs apart and stared at me with a hunger so raw it sent a shiver over my skin.

He ran one long finger down me, and I shuddered instantly. For the first time, he slid a finger inside me. The intrusion startled me even as it pleased me. When he added another, I tensed.

He met my gaze before delivering another exquisite lick. "I’m getting your body ready for me so that I won’t hurt you when I enter you." He pulled back slightly. "Have you changed your mind?"

I shook my head. "I want you, Edris." I breathed. "Now."

He kissed his way slowly up my body while his hand continued to tease me.

I clutched him as another orgasm tore through me. The moment it began, he slid himself deep inside me. He moved so quickly and smoothly that instead of pain, the sensation intensified my climax to a blinding level.

My head rolled as I tried to make sense of it, but there was no sense, only sensation. When he began to move slowly and deeply inside me, I moaned in ecstasy.

He lost himself to the sounds I made, the way my body responded to him. Tears burned the back of my eyes as he drove deeper, and I felt something shift inside me. All I could see was his beautiful face above me.

My eyes darkened as I brushed the hair back from his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss, the moment I did, another climax ripped through me.

The sensation of kissing him while my body held him tightly pushed him over the edge. He came with a blinding intensity and collapsed against me, weak and sated.

We lay on the cold floor, naked, bodies tangled, the chill biting through our skin but nothing compared to the heat between us. I turned to him, heart hammering in my chest.

"Thank you... for making my first time gentle," I whispered.

He reached up, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face, thumb lingering against my cheek. "You alright?" he asked, eyes dark and intense, burning into me.

I opened my mouth to answer, but the sound of footsteps approaching, stopped me. Someone was coming.