Filthy (A Stepbrother Romance) #1

“I want you,” I purred, breathing in his scent. His touch against my skin did crazy things to my mind.

“I know, I can hear it in your heart beat. Feel it your words and the way you react to my touch. You bend into me. When I move, you move. Magnets of emotion and love.” I had never heard him say the word love, and it shocked me. I was an ice block for a moment.

“I…” I couldn’t get the words out fast enough. Talon was on me like a lion on his prey. His lips crashed into mine devouring me like he hadn’t been able to kiss me for days. I could feel his hands against my skin, skimming over every piece of flesh. My nipples pebbled as soon as he pulled the front of my dress down, the cold air of the room whipping against my skin.

“I want to fuck you. I truly do, Mia,” he spoke as his lips descended over my neck and down my chest taking one of my nipples into his mouth. “But we can’t. Not because I don’t want to, but because I know for a fact you’re still sore.” His hand ran between my legs and even though I wanted him a whimper left my lips. “See.” I could feel him smile against my breast.

“I need something though, so do you. I can tell.” I was irritated. If he had let me lead us to this room and he didn’t intend on giving me my release I was going to be a little bit more than pissed.

“Calm down, dirty girl,” Talon exclaimed, pushing me back against a table. The air seemed to leave my lungs for a second.

Neither of us could see, but who needed to see when you didn’t plan on speaking with your lips. No, we planned on speaking with our bodies.

Talon lifted the bottom of dress, pushing my flimsy thong to the side. “You’re practically wearing no fucking undies.” I could hear the anger in his voice, and it turned me on more.

“Yeah, in case something like this happened,” I teased. I could feel his palm against my pussy. I was more than wet for him.

“You dirty fucking girl,” he hissed out right before he placed a kiss on the inside of each thigh. Anticipation filled my belly, almost boiling over. Ahh. The things that Talon fuckin’ Reed could do with his tongue, fingers, and cock. I was fucking dead the second I came at his will. Under his control and spell.

He started slow, a small lick, which turned into full bottom to top licks, his tongue paying extra attention to my entrance.

“God,” I prayed out loud. I wanted to scream and I very well could, but I did not; at least not yet. One of his hands scaled up my body, finding my breast. He tweaked my nipple between two fingers, a mixture of pleasure and pain forming deep in my belly.

“You’re mine.” I heard the words, they were faint but they were there. They consumed me adding to the undying pleasure I was already feeling. He growled against my pussy, the vibrations pulsing deep inside of me. My insides curled, my belly flipped, and my heart rate sped up. Each breath I took seemed to add to the pleasure I was feeling.

Talon’s tongue flicked against my clit. Again. Again. Again.

“Fuck yes.” The words left my lips in a hoarse scream. The flick was deliberately made to tease me, getting me closer to the cliff but further away at the same time. I wanted to hate him but couldn’t. There wasn’t anything in me to feel that way anymore.

“Give it up, Mia,” he growled again, the pulsing in my pussy growing stronger. The building in my abdomen going higher. I was so close to coming.

“I. Can’t,” I cried out holding back my release. It was then that Talon went harder. His licks and flicks becoming merciless. His hands gripped my flesh, and the hold he had on my breast drove me over the edge.

I came so hard, almost harder than I ever had come, not counting the other five times Talon brought me to ecstasy. He stood from between my legs, fixing my dress, and adjusting my top portion. I stood from the table once all was right, and we headed out the door like nothing even happened.

I caught out of the corner of my eye a deep-rooted look. In his eyes I saw hunger and fear. They were mixed so well together that I wasn’t sure if I was actually seeing two emotions or not. I was shaking with every step I took, my body still on a high from the pleasure Talon had given me.

“Are you okay?” my voice was weak. I could barely get the words out.

“Uh yeah,” his voice was faint as he placed a kiss upon my forehead. I wanted to ask him again, make him tell me what the problem was, but knew I shouldn’t. There was no rushing a man like Talon to speak.

“Um okay. I have to go to class. I’ll see you tonight?” I asked, pulling away from him. Coldness consumed my body. I craved his touch, like a plant craved light to grow. I didn’t know if he felt the same way, and that was starting to scare me.

“I’ll see you later, baby.” He smirked at me covering up the lingering look I saw in his eyes before.





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