Unleash (Vampire Erotic Theatre Romance Series Book 6) (21 page)

He leaned down on his left elbow and ran his right hand over her bare thigh, stroking from her bottom to her knee. She wanted him to touch her somewhere else, needed it with an urgency that made her blush, and almost felt brave enough to take hold of the hand that was caressing her thigh and make him touch her where she needed him.

Almost.

Aurora brought her hands between them and pushed, forcing Snow away from her. He frowned down at her and then his look softened, as though he had seen her need and how desperate he was making her.

He moved back to kneel between her thighs and she grew aware of how naked she was, on display for his blue eyes, exposed to him.

They raked hotly over her, his pupils dilating and devouring his irises, his gaze burning her and ratcheting her temperature up to a thousand degrees.

When he looked at her like that, she grew aware of how much he desired her and it thrilled her. She wanted him to see how much she hungered for him too. Her gaze drifted down him, taking all of him in, every delicious millimetre of his beautiful body. Her eyes settled on his underwear and she frowned.

It wasn’t fair. She wanted things to be even between them, and that meant she had to get him out of his underwear. She wanted to see every inch of his naked perfection.

She slipped her legs away from either side of his body and moved to kneel before him. He quirked an eyebrow. Aurora grabbed his hands and stood, making him rise with her. He towered over her, presenting her with a view of a wall of honed formidable muscle that shifted sensually, teasingly beneath his pale skin, making her want to run her lips over it and taste every inch of him.

Aurora moved her hands to the waist of his black underwear and pushed it down his hips. She followed it, her gaze roving over him, drinking in the way his torso tensed when she reached his knees with his underwear. He was waiting for her to look elsewhere and she knew where he wanted her gaze.

Aurora lowered it to the impressive rock hard length of his cock. It stood proud from a nest of silvery crisp hairs, eagerly jutting towards her, the crown already exposed and slick with moisture. She nibbled her lower lip, temptation spearing her once more. He lifted his feet for her one by one when she reached his ankles and she pulled his underwear off over them.

Aurora lingered, crouched before him, her eyes glued to his length.

Her teeth worried her lip again, her desire burning at ten thousand degrees now, scorching her.

She leaned forwards, coming to rest on her knees, and hesitantly ran her fingers down the length of him, from the soft tip to his balls, leaving a streak of colour in the wake of her caress. She fondled his balls, feeling their weight and fascinated by the fluid movement of them against her fingers. Snow groaned, his muscles rippling with tension.

Aurora continued her exploration, refusing to rush this first experience of touching him. Her fingertips followed the ridge up the underside of his erection, her touch colouring his skin. She circled the crown and then rubbed the slit with the pad of her thumb. Snow’s hips jerked towards her, an animalistic grunt leaving his lips.

She swallowed, licked her lips, and leaned in.

The second her tongue made contact with his flesh, his hand grasped the top of her head, fingers sinking into her dark hair. He clutched her but didn’t stop her. His breathing roughened.

She swirled her tongue around the soft head of his cock, tasting a touch of salt on his cool skin, and he groaned again, his fingers tightening in her hair. She liked how he held her, as if he couldn’t help himself and was torn between pulling her closer and pushing her away.

Trying to control her actions.

Control this.

She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his erection, taking the first few inches of him into her. His hips jerked again, thrusting him deeper, and he muttered dark things under his breath. He had cursed like that before in her presence, but he had aimed it at her like hellfire the first time. This time it sounded more like a plea to her. He wanted her to continue.

So did she.

Aurora sucked as she withdrew, earning a harsh oath and a deep moan from Snow as her reward. She took him back into her mouth and sucked again, enjoying his taste and coolness, and the way Snow bucked and snarled.

His fingers clutched her, guiding her on his cock. She withdrew completely and leaned back in to flutter her tongue around the underside of the head while she played with his balls and stroked the shaft. Snow quivered, his breathing staccato now and his groans coming thick and fast.

He rocked his hips and she took him back into her mouth, sucking him as she continued to toy with his sac. She wrapped her other hand around his shaft and stroked him in time with her movements with her mouth, hoping to heighten his pleasure.

Snow growled and curled his hips, thrusting through the ring of her fingers. His legs trembled against her, body tightening until she was sure he would harm himself. He grunted and tried to push her away.

Aurora didn’t let him.

She sucked harder, intent on wringing a climax from him with her mouth, wanting him to taste the pleasure she desired to give to him. She would deny him nothing.

He cried her name and spilled into her mouth, his cock throbbing with each jet of seed. She swallowed around him and continued to stroke him, unsure of the right thing to do. His hands settled more heavily on her, his grip loosening, and he breathed hard above her. She licked him, tasting him on her tongue, and then slowly withdrew and looked up the length of his body.

Snow growled, grabbed her under her arms and dragged her up to him. He kissed her hard, his body quaking under her hands, and laid her on the bed, with her legs dangling over the edge. She moaned when he leaned over her, kissing down her jaw to her breasts.

He lavished them with attention, suckling and rolling her nipples between his teeth, alternating between them. His hand delved between her legs and she gasped at her first taste of pleasure from his touch.

More.

Aurora tried to raise her hips into his fingers, seeking more contact between them, but it was impossible with her legs draped over the edge of the mattress. She lifted one leg, planted her foot on the bed, and rocked into his touch. He circled her clitoris and then dipped lower, teasing her entrance.

“Snow,” Aurora moaned, desperate to tell him that she needed him to touch her now, but blushing at the thought of voicing that hunger.

He kissed lower, worshipping every inch of her body with his mouth and hands, and finally reached where she needed him most.

He dropped to his knees before her and took hold of her ankles. The blush on her cheeks burned more fiercely when he draped her legs over his shoulders, caught her backside, and pulled her to the edge of the four-poster bed.

He kissed along the inside of her thigh and Aurora tried to keep still but it was impossible.

She shifted on the mattress, eager for his tongue on her flesh. He didn’t keep her waiting. His fingers parted her petals and he delved his wicked tongue between them, teasing her aroused nub. She threw her head back and moaned, shocked by the volume of it.

Snow chuckled and licked her again, adding to her torment by swirling his tongue around this time, circling her and eliciting another groan from her throat. She arched her back and raised her hips into his face, uncaring of how wanton she appeared. She needed this.

She needed him.

She mimicked his earlier behaviour, her hands sinking into his white hair, clutching the lengths of it and clinging to him. He flicked his tongue over her clit, sending sparks shooting down her thighs and turning up the heat pooling in her belly. One finger eased into her core, slowly pumping her, the pace maddening.

“More.” She couldn’t believe she uttered that aloud but it seemed to work. Her eyes shot wide as Snow withdrew and then slipped two fingers into her, the flats of them rubbing over a spot that made her quiver. “Mercy.”

“I have none,” Snow whispered and devoured her, the rough sweeps and swirls of his tongue in tandem with the deep thrust of his fingers driving her out of her mind with bliss. She rode his fingers, unable to stop herself from doing it, hungry for that one stroke that would push her tumbling over the edge.

Snow rumbled something about her taste. She was too lost in the incredible sensations overwhelming her to pay attention to him. She clutched his hair in one instant and threw her hands above her head on the mattress in the next, gathering the black sheets into her fists, grasping them as she swirled her hips and forced his fingers deeper into her.

Snow moaned and she followed him, her eyes screwed tightly shut, teeth sinking into her lip so hard that it hurt. He licked her, lapping at her clit as his fingers plundered her. Aurora rocked against his face, her whole body undulating off the bed, fingers tightly holding the sheets, keeping herself anchored.

He sucked her nub and then gently nipped it with blunt teeth as he pushed his fingers deep into her core.

Aurora exploded. The whole world shattered in a million glittering sparks and she lay frozen with her hips high in the air, the sensation overpowering her and carrying her away, stealing her awareness of the world for a brief few seconds.

Snow growled and stood, forcing her backside higher into the air. Her legs slipped down his arms to his elbows but couldn’t fall any further while his hands grasped her hips.

The head of his cock breached her core and then he thrust in, as deep as he could go, sending more stars exploding across her eyes and ripping a moan from her. He grasped her hips, holding her body at an angle with only her shoulders and head touching the mattress, and pumped her hard. The long deep strokes of his cock pushed her through the haze of her first orgasm and ignited a burning need for a second.

Aurora opened her eyes and groaned as she saw him standing before her, her legs hooked over his arms and her body held immobile by him and completely at his mercy as he took her hard and fast, every muscle on his incredible body rippling with each wicked curl of his hips.

He stared down at her, his blue gaze dark and fierce, possessive as it fixed on her.

The hunger and need in it spoke to her and she gave herself over to him, willingly surrendering to him and letting him have his way with her.

She clutched the blankets above her head and her body shifted with each powerful commanding thrust of his hips, rocking her breasts and sending sparks of bliss exploding outwards from where their bodies joined. His balls slapped her backside, his grunts of pleasure mingling with her own, and she lost herself in him.

This was the side of him she had ached to unleash, this powerful passionate male who was claiming her body, stamping his mark on it and ruining her forever.

Completely claiming her.

He clutched her hips, his fingertips pressing in hard enough that she was sure he would leave marks to remember this wild moment by, just as she had desired. She flexed her body around his, ripping a feral grunt from him, and he pounded harder. The muscles of his arms and torso rippled with strength, power that he now used on her, giving her the ultimate pleasure as the head of his cock struck her womb with each deep thrust and his pelvis slammed against her clitoris, sending sparks of fire blazing over her.

“Snow,” she uttered, a plea for more that she couldn’t contain.

He grunted again, sneering down at her, his eyes dark with passion, hooded from the same ferocious desire that burned in her.

Aurora tensed around him, milking his shaft with each thrust and withdrawal, seeking more from him. His fingers clenched, pressing harder into her hips and he drove deeper, taking all of her. It pushed her over the edge and her body bowed upwards as she cried out her release.

It flooded her, stealing her senses, making every inch of her tremble and throb, filling her with heat and the sweetest bliss.

Snow growled, his eyes closing and face screwing up, and then panted as his thrusts turned jerky and shallow, his cock pulsing inside her, spilling his seed into her welcoming body. He gave a few more smaller pumps of his hips and then stilled, his broad chest heaving and his trembling hands holding her body off the bed.

She couldn’t move as ecstasy flowed through every fibre of her being and it seemed neither could Snow as his orgasm swept through him. He stood before her, holding her body on his, his head bent and chest heaving with his ragged breaths, for what seemed like minutes before he finally opened his eyes and looked down at her.

A beautiful blush coloured his cheeks.

Aurora released the death-grip she had on the black covers and crooked her finger at him. He lowered her hips to the mattress, withdrew from her, and covered her body with his as he settled over her.

She caught him around his nape and lured him down for a soft kiss, wanting to show him that she had enjoyed what they had done and he had no reason to feel embarrassed or ashamed, or at all guilty. She had wanted to feel his strength, his power, and that was exactly what he had given her.

Bliss.

She stroked his cheek as she kissed him, savouring this quieter moment in the aftermath of their lovemaking, enjoying both sides of Snow. She liked his contrasts and how he could go between rough and tender in a heartbeat.

He drew back and stared down into her eyes, and she cursed the sense of dread and urgency that reared its ugly head, reminding her that she didn’t have time to savour moments like these with him, not right now. She could savour them after she had saved him. She knew she couldn’t leave him now, not ever. She had to find a way to make her superiors believe that Snow wasn’t a threat to the world and then she could live with him, just as he wanted her to.

Just as she wanted too.

“Why does your touch leave colour on my skin at times?” he said with a frown, his pale blue eyes dark with curiosity.

She caressed his cheek, a blazing trail of rainbow colours following her fingertips. She had figured he would ask about it sooner rather than later, and was surprised it had taken him this long.