Page 10 of Blood Day: Part Two

He arched a brow. “You want to learn how to please women?”

“I… I don’t know.” I’d only ever been with male partners. “My advisor recommended it.”

“Yes, but doyouwant to fuck women?” he asked.

I swallowed, unsure of how to answer.

He leaned over me, his thigh parting mine as he forced my legs to uncross. His lips whispered across my cheek as he hovered over me with his hands on either side of my head.

“Does it make you hot, Lily? The idea of your tongue between another woman’s thighs?” He licked the shell of my ear, the heat of his body branding mine. “Of taking a woman’s nipple between your teeth and nibbling it, teasing her, drawing out the pleasure and tormenting her with your mouth? Kissing her? Eating her pussy until she screams your name?”

I shivered, his words doing weird things to me.

I liked hearing those words from his lips.

But more so because I wanted him to do those things to me.

“Mmm, I can smell your interest, sweet flower. Does that mean you’re interested in doing those things to another woman? Or are you imagining me doing those things to you?”

“You,” I whispered, uncertain of how to voice my desires and thoughts. “I like your tongue.”

“I know you do.” He kissed a path down my neck to my breasts. This time he lifted my shirt rather than tugging it down and captured a nipple between his teeth just like he’d whispered.

I moaned. “Yes. That.”

“Do you want to do this to a woman? Does it make you hot?” he asked, laving the taut peak while holding my gaze.

I tried to picture it, to imagine doing this to another female.

But all I could see was Master Cedric.

I shook my head. “I don’t know.” Because I didn’t. It was too difficult to imagine. All I wanted was him. His touch. His tongue. His mouth. His hands. His… hiscock. “I want you.”

He grinned, his teeth grazing my sensitive skin. “If I tell you to eat her pussy for me, will you enjoy it? Knowing that it turns me on?”

That thought had my thighs clenching against his. If it was a show for him? “Yes.” Yes, I would like that a lot more.

He hummed, drawing his mouth back up to mine. “Good to know.” He kissed me softly again, his body hard against mine. “You need to eat something before sparring. Come, sweet flower. I’ll make you something in the kitchen, then we’ll head outside.”

I blinked as he slid off of me, his dark gaze beckoning me to follow.

So mercurial,I thought, breathless.So impossible to read.

And now it wasn’t just him.

But Prince Khalid, too.

None of this could bode well for me.

However, I already knew that.

This evening’s little chase had only solidified my fate even more.

It was all a dark game, one meant to prepare me for Blood Day and the savagery that would follow.

Less than a month to go now.

Then I’ll run until I die.