Page 26 of King of Rage

“Stella,” He groaned low and shifted his body over hers, his mouth finding her neck, then her shoulder, kiss after kiss trailing down. His tongue slipped over her collarbone and lower, until his mouth closed around her nipple, sucking gently.

“Oh,” She sucked in a sharp breath, her body trembling beneath him, completely breathless.

He gave her no room to recover. She tried to catch her breath, but he didn’t let her. He stole the air from her lungs, and she gave it to him willingly. The hunger between them only grew as his mouth moved from one breast to the other, his hand coming up to tease the one his mouth had left behind, switching back and forth until she couldn't think at all.

"Oh my God," she cried out, her body trembling, but he seemed completely unwilling to stop.

"Christ," he muttered.

He reached for the T-shirt he'd tossed on the bed earlier and used it to tie her wrists to the headboard. Both hands bound above her head, she watched his eyes travel over her face, down to her neck, lower to her chest.

Then, he licked his lower lip with a hunger she'd never seen in him before. He looked at her breasts like he was starving, the need in his eyes so raw it made her tremble. Then his gaze lifted back to hers.

"I want to suck on your nipples all night," he said, his voice rough. "I've been dreaming about them for a fucking year, Stella."

His hand moved up her body, his thumbs rolling over her nipples, and before she could even react, his mouth followed, closing around one and rolling his tongue slowly around the tip.

“Oh God…” Stella's whole body shook, trembling under him, but he didn't let up. Instead, his hand slid lower, down to her waist, finding her navel and toying with it — his thumb sliding in slow circles, pressing and releasing.

A sharp thread of pleasure shot straight down between her legs, and her thighs pressed together instinctively, her back arching off the bed. The sensation was so overwhelming she couldn't stop herself from crying out.

“Lucius!”

Lucius’s mouth moved from one breast to the other and back again, worshipping her with his lips, his tongue, leaving hungry kisses in his wake before trailing lower, showering kisses over her stomach.

Stella struggled to keep herself under control. The pleasure was simply too intense, making her shudder despite herself.

His mouth slipped lower, moving from her chest to her stomach. He kissed across her skin, lingering over her belly and leaving a trail of heated kisses. When his tongue brushed over her belly button, she gasped, her body trembling beneath him.

"Oh my God," she cried, her voice shaking.

He let her cry out, as though he wanted to hear every sound she made. He continued until she was breathless, barely able to gather herself.

One hand caught her panties and pulled them down. Her legs were already trembling, and the wetness between them was impossible to hide.

He shifted between her legs, settling on his knees at the edge of the bed. His eyes found her center, and the shameless intensity of his gaze made her whimper.

"Stop looking at it," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Her body trembled as she tried to regain control. She instinctively tried to close her legs and hide from his gaze, but he placed a hand against her thigh, keeping her from retreating.

The next second, his fingers found her bundle of nerves.

She cried out.

"Ahhh."

Her body arched sharply, her hips lifting from the bed as the sensation overwhelmed her again.

She was trembling beneath him, completely overwhelmed by the sensations, and he wanted to see her lose herself to them. He continued to stare at her as his thumb moved over her sensitive spot, rubbing it again and again. His touch shifted lower for a moment before returning, teasing her until she could barely endure it.

He was torturing her and playing with her at the same time.

"Oh my God... Oh God... Oh my God," she cried, her voice shaking as she struggled to breathe.

He was merciless, his thumb dancing over her sensitive skin again and again. His other hand rose to one of her soft mounds, twisting her nipple gently between his fingers while his gaze remained fixed on her glistening channel.

He reveled in every moment, licking his dry lips as he took in her soft flesh, feeling the harshness of his own desire.