Page 34 of Ravage (Dark Desires #1)

DOES THAT EXCITE YOU, MISS DELPHINE?

IMOGEN

I shed my clothes at lightning speed and lay on my bed, wondering what he's got planned and how it could possibly make me realise how serious he is about being okay with me sleeping with Sebastian and Annika.

He seems so confident... And that voice just now...

God, even just replaying it in my head is making me wet.

A moment later, Cam appears in the doorway, shirtless, still carrying the paper bag.

I run my eyes over that perfect chest... those well-defined abs.... That tattoo that makes me want to lick him all over.

Running my tongue along my lower lip, I slowly raise my gaze to his, finding him watching me with almost predatory desire.

I have no idea what is happening right now, but if he doesn't start fucking me in the next thirty seconds, I'm going to explode.

He moves closer to the foot of the bed and tosses the bag at my side before climbing on to the bed and crawling along my body, pressing a kiss just above my clit. I inhale, anticipating the exquisite moments that his mouth is on me .

But it doesn't happen.

Instead, he kisses his way up my body, his unhurried movements teasing me, until he reaches my lips.

He lingers there, running his fingers through my hair as he kisses me with an almost worshipful tenderness.

His kisses grow harder, and I open my mouth when his tongue swipes over my lower lip, silently requesting access.

His tongue caresses mine as he brings both his hands to my face, and I grip his wrists, pouring my own desire into the kiss.

Once I'm breathless, he moves slightly, pressing a kiss to the spot beneath my ear that he knows so well by now, before rising up with his knees on either side of my hips.

There's no hiding the desire in his eyes when he leans forward to grab the bag and finally removes its contents.

Leather wrist cuffs attached to a length of silk tumble onto the bed beside me, followed by another smaller piece of black silk.

I glance at the items, then back at him. "Never figured you were one for bondage play?"

His smile is filled with promise as he takes one of the cuffs and lifts my hand.

Pressing a gentle kiss to my palm, he secures the cuff around my wrist, then reaches above my head to weave the silk through the bars running vertically along the headboard.

I'd purposely chosen this bed for this exact reason but had never imagined using it with Cam.

My heart hammers in my chest as he cuffs my other wrist above my head. Once secured, he bends to suck my nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue over it as I moan, my hands clenching into fists.

He chuckles as he straightens again, shuffling back a little and sliding my body down the bed so that my arms are stretched above my head. It's not uncomfortable, but I'm not used to not being able to touch him. And I really want to touch him.

He picks up the piece of black silk, stretching it between both hands .

"Is that... Is that a blindfold?" I whisper.

He nods, studying my face as I look at the material in his hand.

Sebastian has bound me before. But he's never taken away my ability to see.

Moisture pools between my thighs, and I clench them together, rubbing slightly to relieve the ache that's started to become almost painful.

Cam doesn't miss the movement, his eyes drifting down to my pussy as he continues to kneel over me. "Does that excite you, Miss Delphine?"

My breath hitches. "Why are you calling me that?"

He doesn't answer, just continues to grip the two ends of the blindfold as he runs his gaze over my body. I'm completely at his mercy, and I can't handle the anticipation any longer.

Finally, just as I'm about to insist that he fuck me, he brings his gaze to mine once again.

"Do you trust me, Imogen?" I catch the slight hesitation in his eyes, like he's unsure whether I’ll like what he has planned.

I nod. Because no matter what, he's given me no reason not to trust him. And despite my best efforts, I love this cocky, stupidly hot man who has claimed my heart as his.

"I need to hear the words. Do you consent to whatever happens once this blindfold covers your eyes?"

Swallowing, a hint of nervousness strokes the back of my mind, but I refuse to let it win. Cam would never hurt me.

"Do I need a safe word? Cause I'm not into pain," I reply.

His eyes widen, and he shakes my head. "Fuck, no. I'm not going to inflict any pain on you. Unless you consider edging pain, but you've already shown how much you love that."

"In that case, yes. I consent to whatever happens once you put that on me."

Nodding his approval, he slides the silk over my eyes, then turns my head gently so that he can secure it behind my head.

"Can you see? "

I shake my head, unsure if I enjoy having my sight stolen away.

"Good."

The knee on my right moves, and I realise he's getting off the bed.

Is he just going to leave me lying here?

Thankfully, he doesn't go far. Hands grip my thighs, and he slides my legs apart. Something warm and wet touches my clit, and my back arches off the bed as he runs his tongue over the bundle of nerves. His tongue swirls over it before he sucks it into his mouth.

A moan escapes my lips, and he begins a slow, torturous routine that I've become more than familiar with. Licking up and down before swirling his tongue over my clit. Sucking it into his mouth. Each movement over too quick and leaving me trembling.

He's going to edge me while I've lost the use of my hands and can't see a thing.

I drag in a long breath, determined not to ride his face, knowing that will just prolong the edging.

Cam chuckles but doesn't stop his slow, pleasurable assault on my pussy.

He slowly pushes a finger inside me, adding a second a moment later, and fucks me with them as he continues working on my clit with that ridiculously talented tongue.

My thighs tremble as my body tenses, the promise of an orgasm growing deep in my belly.

He feels my pussy flutter and increases the pressure on my clit, sucking a little harder. Dragging the orgasm closer. A moan escapes me as the pleasure builds, and just as it's about to crash over me, he halts, pulling his hand away as his mouth disappears.

I swallow the frustrated groan clawing its way up my throat, and he huffs a little laugh, running his hands down my body.

We've done this a thousand times now, but without the use of my hands and being unable to see him, it all feels different. It feels like torture.

And I fucking love it.

Once my orgasm creeps back down, he starts again.

Lick, swirl, suck, thrust .

My back arches off the bed as the orgasm rushes back to the surface, whimpering when he pulls away again.

Over and over, he controls every attempt my body makes to release the pressure growing between my legs. Each time he pulls away from between my legs, he ghosts his lips over the rest of my body. Keeping me on the edge but denying the pleasure I so desperately crave.

"So. Fucking. Perfect," he whispers in my ear, his finger tracing a circle around my nipple.

"Please... Please let me come," I beg, panting.

"Not yet."

A frustrated groan escapes me as he starts again. Knowing that this won't be the time he lets me tumble over the edge into bliss, I try to concentrate on my breathing. Try to keep my thighs from clamping tight around his head and holding him there.

On and on it goes. And no matter how much I beg, he just keeps bringing me to the edge, only to deny me once again.

Just when I think I can't take anymore, he finally picks up the pace with his hand and sucks my clit harder.

The orgasm that has been denied screams upward, and all I can do is scream right along with it as it rockets through me.

Even if I could see, I'm sure that my vision would disappear with the intensity as wave after wave of almost painful pleasure rolls through me.

My ears ring as my head rolls from side to side, my body trembling as a long, low moan escapes my parted lips.

Cam keeps his fingers inside me, giving my pussy something to clamp onto. He must be hovering over me again, as his lips are at my ear, telling me how fucking amazing I look like this. How much he loves me. How much he can't wait to fuck me.

Slowly, my heart rate returns to something close to normal as a hand gently caresses my body. The fingers inside me slip out, sliding down a fraction and circling the tight, puckered hole.

While I am absolutely loving every moment of what he's doing to me, I still don't quite see how this is all going to show me just how fine he is about me sleeping with the others.

I open my mouth to ask just that, when lips are pressed to mine.

Lips that do not belong to Cam. Because those lips are ghosting kisses around my belly button. These new lips feel alarmingly familiar.

I gasp, trying to work out what is going on.

"Annika?" I murmur.

A feminine hum vibrates against my skin as those perfect, soft lips continue to brush against mine.

Remembering that I promised to consent to everything that happened once the blindfold came down, I kiss her back, getting lost in it while Cam continues kissing his way around my bellybutton, his hands stroking my sides.

And just when I relax into the attention of both of them...

A third mouth sucks my nipple between its lips.