Chapter 32
She was hiding herself from him. It showed in how she had her arms around herself. And he honestly wondered why. He could still recall how it felt to have her chest next to him. To feel the bountiful blessings of her breasts. He wanted her with all that made him whole.
" Why are you looking at me like that? "
Flame dropped her face. Unable to tolerate it anymore. It felt as if the room's temperature had increased by a very significant amount. And suddenly she became aware of a lot more than she had earlier noticed.
Like the bulge under his leather pants which he made no move to hide. Actually one would say that he wanted her to notice it.
And notice it she did.
" Like what? "
His voice was raw, husky. That pebbled sweetness she had somehow grown fond of.
" Like that. " she looked up at him. Realising that he was still staring at her with the same in depth intensity. Those invincible little strokes of sensation on her body resumed their work. And she shivered.
" You know why. " he seriously stated. Walking around the large bed to get to her side. Not realising that he was making her lose her breath.
Or perhaps he did realize and that was precisely why he did so. Stopping right next to her he leaned in. She turned to the other side. Her objective was to fight him off for as long as she could possibly handle. To try and push away those invasive thoughts she had been having of him since they would not do her any good.
She knew absolutely nothing about him. And in the same sense, he knew almost nothing about her either. But she wondered how she would manage to do that with him being so irresistible. He smelt so good she craved to bury her head in his chest and breathe in again.
" I.. I told you that-"
" That you need time. I perfectly recall our agreement. "
He was too close. And her heart seemed to recognize his nearness. She felt it as it begun increasing its pace. She tried to think of anything else to distract herself but she failed to do so. He could not be ignored.
" I just hope you do not think that asking me to step aside for a while can make me give up... because it can't. " he spoke the words with certainty. Catching a strand of her hair between his fingers he used his ability to make her look at him. She had almost forgotten about that.
" I will have you Flame, that is a reality you ought to acquaint yourself with starting now. "
She made her best attempt at a glare. It was not her best but it served its purpose.
" I thought I told you not to refer to me like some furniture you saw in a store and made it your mission to buy. "
Nuriel chuckled. A distant glinting could be noticed in his eyes. As if her remark had somehow amused him. She could not understand why. She was being very serious at the moment.
" There you go being all temperamental again. "
Temperamental? She was simply speaking her mind, and what she said was very logical. Because what kind of person liked being tagged as belonging to another. Much less when the ' another' in question was a stranger she had known for less than a week.
She was about to put that point across when her hands suddenly got minds of their own. And they begun unwrapping themselves from her chest. She intensified her glare as she tried her best to fight his pull off.
" Stop that! What do you think you're doing! "
Her arms dropped to her side. And he took the chance to admire her even more. If she wanted him to keep his distance for the very short amount of time he and agreed to do so, then he would. But that did not by any chance mean that he would not look at her to his fill. Besides, all he had said was that he would not touch her if she did not want to be touched.
" Such lovely breasts you have. "
" Excuse me!... What.. who... "
" I wonder what they would feel like in my hands... " he seductive my stated.
Flame could not believe just how... how truthful he was!
And how awful she was at inwardly insulting him.
" Do you mind not saying stuff like that. "
" Why shouldn't I? I am simply speaking the truth. "
" Well, then try to be less truthful. "
He moved again until they were only inches apart, the tip of his nicely pointed nose was intentionally grazing against hers. He was already planning on the different ways he would pleasure her, he had been doing so for quite a few years now. The only thing missing back then had been her. And now that one problem had been fixed. So the only thing stopping him was her resistance.
" I will not try to coat my words. I'll say them simply as they are. "
" Then in that case, keep them to yourself. "
" But they concern you m'eudail, you and all the uncountable times I shall take you. "
" I said stop that! "
She could feel a blush creeping into her features, and beside her Nuriel noticed it too. Her face looked flushed and all he had done was say a few words. He never knew she was so easy to get affected.
He rather liked that she was, and he wanted to enhance the effect as much as he could.
" Stop what? Narrating to you the inevitable future? "
He went down on one knee next to the bed, and in that position he was on the same eye level as she was, still using his ability to prevent her from looking away. She felt extremely vulnerable for some unknown reason.
" How about I just clear out the details right now, then I'll try my best to avoid the topic from now on . "
No he would not. It was his primary motive to weaken those defences she actually believed to have put up. And to break all those unexisting inhibitions she thought truly existed.
He delicately ran the tip of his finger along the strap of her gown. And she could have sworn that she felt the effect of that single touch everywhere.
Absolutely everywhere.
" I'll have you, open.... spread out....and completely at my disposal. "
He got to where the strap connected with the neckline and kept on running his finger across the seam. She closed her eyes involuntarily, and he actually made her picture his words.
" And then I'll look at you, I'll devote my time to dedicating every inch of you to my memory. "
She let out a shallow gasp. And he watched with keen eyes how she tried to fight the images away, but failed.
" After that I'll touch you, slowly at first, just a mild exploration of what belongs to me. "
Her breathing was starting to hike up. She had her eyes closed but she could still feel him as he looked at her. He leaned in to her exposed neck, his hot breath was like another tool in his arousing arsenal. She felt the hairs at the back of her neck spike up to life.
" And then I'll taste you.. "
Her lips parted slightly and she let out a breathy exhale of laboured air.
" Stop. "
" I don't intend to. Not now, and definitely not when you will be crying out my name, begging for release. "
The whole experience was becoming impossible to handle, she felt the pleasure he was verbally offering. Could feel the wetness build up at her center. And the moment he caught the strong waft of her arousal in the air he realised that what be was doing was nothing short of self induced torture. He might as well have broken his own wings and staggered to a dark corner to endure the slow agony as they healed.
It was a tantalizing scent. Unmistakable and compelling. It made him want to condemn his promise to her all the way to the seven dungeons and do just as he pleased.
" And I'll wait until the pleasure becomes too much. Until you feel as if you have been consumed by it..."
" What... if I say ...no? "
She gasped when he grazed her earlobe with his teeth. Then he caught it and he found it difficult to concentrate on anything but him.
" You will not. Trust me m'eudail, of that I am sure of. On the contrary,.. "
He pulled back just enough to see her flushed face. Layered in a shade of pink that made her almost too alluring.
" ...You will beg me not to stop. "
And in his eyes she saw the truth of his words, the certainty that what he was saying was not just another statement with no grounds, but a prediction of what would surely come. And despite how frightening and unreal it made her feel, she could feel part of her anticipating just that.