Page 140 of Maksym

Her eyes fixed on my hand.

The blush that moved through her was magnificent.

“It pleases me,” I said. “More than you know.”

My nose nudged one thigh wider. Then the other. I held myself there, mouth inches from her.

“May I taste you?”

She stared down at me, breathing too fast.

Then she whispered, “Please.”

I put my mouth on her.

The first stroke of my tongue through her core drew a cry out of her that she tried to smother with her hand and failed. I groaned against her, dragging my tongue up slowly, tasting the slick heat of her, the salt, the sweetness, the sharp electric edge of new vampire desire made more intense by the bond.

She was exquisite.

I lapped at her again, slower, opening her with my tongue, learning the shape of her response. Her thighs trembled beside my face. I slid one arm under her hip and held her down when she tried to twist away from the sensation.

“Still,” I reminded her.

“I’m trying.”

“I know.”

I kissed her clit. Her whole body jolted. There. I smiled against her and did it again.

“Maksym—”

I sucked the small, swollen bud into my mouth and flicked it lightly with my tongue. She cursed, sharp and southern and legally inadmissible in several courts.

The sound delighted me.

I worked her slowly because she had asked for slow. Long licks through her wetness. Softly sucking at her clit. Little nips at the inside of her thigh to see whether surprise sharpened pleasure or pulled her away. It sharpened. Her hands found my hair and then released it as if she worried she had done wrong.

“You may touch me,” I said against her.

Her fingers slid back into my hair and held. I rewarded her with my mouth.

She writhed beneath me, voice filling the room. My name. God. A breathless fuck that made me smile so deeply she felt it and gasped. I pushed one finger inside her, slowly, and she clenched around it with a stunned little sound.

“Green?” I asked.

“Green. Yes. Don’t stop.”

I did not.

I added another finger when her body allowed it, curling them gently, searching. When I found the place inside her that made her hips buck, she nearly came off the bed.

“Oh my God.”

“There?”

“Yes. There. Please.”

I sucked her clit harder and stroked that place inside her in a steady rhythm.