When it was undone, I let the dress slide down my body to pool at my feet. Ryder hissed and before I knew what he was doing, he pinned me up against the wall, his knee between my legs as his hand held mine high above my head. "I hate that I want you Syn and I hate that I can't stay away from you or that no matter how fucking hard I try to get you out of my head—you stay."
His mouth clashed against mine gently, as I opened and allowed his kiss to consume me. His other hand reached down and pushed past my panties, rubbing over the nub that lit up my insides instantly. He groaned as I moaned against his mouth, his words penetrating my mind. He hated that he wanted me as much as I hated that I wanted him.
He removed his hand and picked me up as he pressed me against the wall. I ripped the buttons from his shirt, unable to wait to touch his flesh any longer. He grinned as his mouth claimed mine again, with a deep urgency I felt in my soul.
We moved from the wall to the bed, where he dropped me roughly and continued working the buttons on his jeans until his sex jutted out, ready, with come glistening on the bulbous head. He bent down low, as I lifted my hips, he pulled the panties down and off of me and yet he held my feet up. He held my legs apart and growled deeply from inside his chest as his eyes feasted on what lay between them.
"I’ve thought of little else besides fucking you since we left Faery. Gentle or hard, decide because I can’t do both right now."
"Ryder," I whispered not knowing which I preferred. I wanted both, I wanted him. I ran my hands down my stomach watching his greedy eyes follow them, until I got too close to touching myself, he growled and shook his head in warning. "Just make the pain stop, make me not think, make me feel dirty."
He smiles wickedly, "I'm going to fuck you Pet, I promise to not stop until your legs tremble and the only words you can say is more and now. Syn, I'm the kinda dirty that doesn’t wash off, remember you asked for it," he went down to his knees still holding my feet and used them to pull me forward.
His hot breath teasing, as it fanned against my cold flesh, his tongue darting out to draw small circles on my flesh as he got closer to where I needed him. He stopped, looking up to meet my hungry eyes. "It might shock you at first, if it's too much, tell me to stop and we can try again when you are ready."
Stop? I was about to ask him what he meant, when his mouth touched my core, tongue flicking long hard strokes over my clit, I was trembling from the sensation when it started. I felt it. The throbbing need was removed with a desire so hot and wild that my body hummed with it. My eyes closed as my head thrashed from side to side as orgasm, after orgasm shook my entire body.
I was so wrong before, this was why they let them feed, this was why women sought them out. Everything inside of me liquefied, my thighs trembled as his mouth continued, his eyes lighting to liquid gold as he fed from me. Me. Not Claire. Not another woman, he was feeding from me and I was enduring it. When he stopped feeding, I held his head in place and demanded more.
He growled and I felt him smile against me there. He reached his hands beneath my legs and pulled me closer, forcing my legs over his shoulders as he gave in and sucked hard and soft at the same time. His fingers entering me and joining in the assault. I exploded again and while I shook from the sheer force if it, when I opened my eyes he was leaning over me with masculine pride shining in his eyes.
"You're fucking amazing, you are unlike anything I have ever tasted before," he whispered waiting as I rode the ever growing wave that was rushing through my body. I was floating and falling at the same time. It was like a deadly drug pulsing through me and yet it was beautiful at the same time. I was lost in his golden glow, his eyes swirled as if an entire constellation of stars sat lost inside their fiery depths. "I want my cock buried so far inside of this tight *. Can I fuck you Pet, can I?" He smirked.
I tried to speak, my tongue wasn’t working and it took several attempts before I could finally speak. I just laughed and laughed until Ryder was staring at me like I had lost my marbles. I laughed until I cried and when he scowled at me, I laughed even more.
"Syn…." He wasn’t sure what was happening and maybe I was having a mental breakdown, but I knew he would pick up the pieces.
When I couldn’t laugh anymore, I rose up and pushed him over onto his back. I straddled his hips and lowered my mouth to his and nibbled his bottom lip, before kissing it gently as he growled his approval. I kissed his neck while my neither region rubbed the moisture he had created over his glorious hard cock.