Page 189 of Scarlet Wars
“That’s a good girl,” he whispered, sliding one finger into me slowly. The feeling alone nearly made me come undone.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight,” he groaned. “I can already feel you clenching around me.”
His thumb kept circling my clit, and I was starting to lose my mind.
“Do you want more?” he asked, his tone rough and teasing.
I nodded frantically, but he wasn’t satisfied. “Words, Emma,” he ordered, his command leaving no room for disobedience.
“Yes!” I nearly screamed. The pressure was building, and I was desperate for more.
He slid a second finger in, stretching me, and I writhed against his hand, needing even more….
Caden’s pupils were blown wide, his eyes nearly black as they locked onto mine, filled with undiluted hunger.
“That’s it, Nightcrawler,” he grunted, his deep cadence sending shockwaves through me, almost enough to push me over the edge. I could feel the fire building inside me, the tight coil of pleasure ready to snap.
A moan escaped my lips, my body surrendering completely to the lust coursing through me. But right as I was on the brink, right as my orgasm began to rise, he pulled back.
A strangled cry left my throat at the sudden loss of him, my body aching with need.
“You are so perfect,” he rasped. Without warning, he slapped my pussy hard, then thrust two fingers deep inside me again, in one smooth, hard motion.
“Caden!” I gasped, my hands gripping the sheets tightly, my hips rising instinctively to meet his touch.
He groaned low in his throat. “Fuck, say that again.”
Before my mind could catch up, he withdrew his fingers, but just as quickly, he slapped my clit again, then thrust them back inside, his movements deep and demanding.
“Say it, Emma,” he growled, sounding all rough.
“Caden,” I cried out, unable to resist him.
“Scream for me,” he commanded, his voice dripping with possession. “Scream my name.”
Every word sent a fresh wave of heat through me, my body trembling beneath his. He thrust his fingers harder, faster, while his mouth hovered against mine, his tongue catching each moan on my lips like he wanted to taste the sound itself.
My hands flew back up to his chest, my need to touch him, to feel him, overpowering everything else. But before I could make contact, his haze shot out, and wrapped around my wrists, pinning them firmly over my head.
“I told you not to touch me.”
The tendril of his haze suddenly coiled around my neck. I gasped, my breath hitching as it constricted, choking me enough to make my heart race. The slickness between my thighs intensified, and I’d never felt so turned on.
Caden’s eyes darkened as he looked down at me. “You like this, don’t you? Being at my mercy, unable to move… Knowing I can do whatever I want to you.”
His lips curled into a wicked smile. “You like to submit. Tome.”
I whimpered, my body straining against his hold, but the haze held me tight, and all I could do was give into the storm raging inside me.
Caden took a deep breath, his own control hanging by a thread. “I need a taste.”
Without waiting for a response, he withdrew his fingers and stared at them—glistening with my arousal. For a heartbeat, he just watched, something dark and intent flickering in his expression, before he brought them to my chest, dragging the wetness over my nipples, coating each of them.
I shuddered, the sensation almost too much to handle, yet leaving me craving even more.
“So fucking hot,” he mumbled, more to himself than to me, before leaning down and swirling his tongue around my nipple, licking it clean with unhurried, intentional strokes.
I moaned, my back arching off the bed as he sucked the sensitive bud into his mouth, his teeth grazing it lightly, making me cry out in pleasure. He switched to the other nipple, giving it the same attention, his tongue and lips driving me wild, as he moved his fingers back inside me.
