Page 15 of This Vicious Dream (Kingdom of Death #1)

Madinia

Calysian moves unnaturally fast, and I have a single moment to wonder if the grimoire is already affecting him before he’s standing in front of me, unapologetically naked. He catches the tip of his tongue between his teeth and gives me a smile so filthy, I’m momentarily speechless.

“This is a one-time occurrence.” I lay the rule down in the scant inches between our bodies, and he steps forward until we’re pressed together, those rules crushed.

“I’ll allow your delusions.”

“I’m serious. If I have to kill you, I will.”

“Of that, I have no doubt.” He drops his head slowly. So slowly, I catch my breath. Despite his possessive words, he’s still giving me the chance to refuse him.

Fisting his hair, I pull his head to me.

He doesn’t hesitate. His kiss is a slow, deep taunt, designed to make me crave more. I shiver against him and he lets out a feral sound, pulling me even closer.

My breasts swell, my core turning liquid, and his other hand wraps around my waist, pulling me as close as he possibly can, as if determined to imprint my body with his.

The world spins, and he lays me on the soft blankets. He stares down at me, and there’s a possessive glint in his eyes that makes me tense.

He lowers his head, pressing kisses along my jaw. “It should be impossible for you to be this beautiful.” When his teeth nip a spot beneath my ear, I jolt, my thighs clenching. With a low laugh, he nips again. And again.

“Calysian.”

“Now that’s a pretty sound. Say my name like that again, and I’ll reward you, beautiful woman.”

My cheeks flame, and he laughs again, but the sound is strangely…tender.

“No one would believe you have this shy, sweet side of you. It pleases me that I’m the one to see it.”

I narrow my eyes at him, but he’s already pulling his shirt over my head. He says something in a language I don’t recognize. A language that burns my ears.

My nipples tighten until they ache, and Calysian stares unapologetically. I suck in an unsteady breath, shifting restlessly.

Calysian stares at my breasts some more. “Putting on a show for me?”

I glower at him and he laughs, his mouth capturing mine. When I bite down on his lower lip, he lets out a low growl, his hand sliding up to cup my face, holding me steady as he dominates our kiss with lips and tongue and teeth.

He kisses me until I’m dizzy, and then slowly lifts his head, lips curving at whatever he sees. I get the strange feeling he’s attempting to…tame me.

I tense, and he laughs, crushing his mouth to mine once more. This time, I bury my hand in his hair, holding him where I want him. He lets out a rough sound that sends warmth straight to my core.

He gentles our kiss until it turns intimate. We breathe into each other’s mouths, and he presses his body close, so warm and hard against mine.

When he lifts his head, he immediately returns his attention to my breasts, one calloused finger teasingly stroking around and around my nipple.

I break out in violent goosebumps, my nipples aching, desperate for…

That.

Calysian’s mouth is warm, his tongue flicking against my nipple, and the sudden jolt of sensation makes me shudder. He gently bites down, and I gasp as he soothes the tiny pain with his lips.

“More.”

The word is a low, hoarse demand, and he chuckles, the vibration a delicious sensation against my skin.

I’m aching deep inside, in a way I’ve never ached before. It’s…unexpected, thrilling, and…terrifying.

“Shh,” Calysian murmurs, turning his attention to my other nipple. “You said you’d let me make you feel good.”

I did. And yet, I didn’t know what that meant.

Never has a man wanted to give to me. My entire life, they’ve only ever wanted to take.

Tomorrow, Calysian will no longer be the man who sends me lust-filled looks with those dark eyes. He won’t be the man who risks his life for mine, or the man who is so obsessed with my pleasure. This might be my only chance to experience this.

He lifts his head, watching me. “Still thinking. Clearly I’m not distracting you enough.” His teeth graze my nipple and I hiss a breath, closing my eyes as I revel in the sensation. When he flicks his tongue against me, I let out a low, throaty moan.

Mortification flashes through me and my eyes fly open.

Calysian gives me a smug grin. “Now that’s the kind of sound I like to hear from that pretty mouth.”

I scowl at him and his grin widens. And then he’s shifting his body down, the muscles in his shoulders taut as he leans over me.

I can’t help it. I sweep my hands over those muscles, feeling them jump beneath my palms. Calysian shudders, and when his eyes meet mine, they’re so dark, my breath catches in my throat.

We stare at each other for one long moment.

And then he’s moving lower once more, pressing my thighs apart as he ponders me. “You’re even beautiful here.”

His strong hands lift my legs, until they’re splayed, resting on each of his shoulders.

“C-Calysian.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Uh…”

He shakes his head in mock disapproval. And then he lightly sweeps one finger over the heat of me, his eyes darkening. “So wet. For me.”

A strange light enters his eye and I tense, but he’s already kissing my inner thighs, paying special attention to the places that make me twitch. I lift my hips and he lets out a low laugh.

“I’m the one in control here, sweetheart. I suggest you lie back and enjoy it.”

I curl my lip at his patronizing tone, but he’s already turning his attention to my core, his finger gently drifting over me once more.

My abdominal muscle tense, and Calysian lowers his head, stroking his tongue across me in one long sweep.

My skin breaks out in a sweat and I lift my hips, desperate for more. He lets out a rough groan, his hands tightening on my thighs as he laves me with his tongue again and again, until he finally switches to deep, dirty kisses. He leaves no place untouched, exploring every inch of me before returning to those that make me gasp and moan.

When he finds my clit, I jolt. He simply holds me tighter and feasts .

His mouth is demanding, and I claw at him, burying my fingers in his hair and pressing myself closer. I grind against him, my desperation outweighing any hint of self-consciousness. When he circles my clit with his tongue, I cry out.

“Calysian!”

“Hmmm,” he murmurs. “Say my name again.”

“You—I—”

He laughs, and I arch, needing his mouth on me once more.

“Calysian.” The word is more of a growl than a plea, but he rewards me by circling my clit again. Every muscle in my body tenses, my thighs tremble, and I let out a strangled moan.

I’m so close—

“You know I’ve been thinking.” Calysian lifts his head, his mouth curving.

I let out a strangled stream of curses, the words leaving me in a rush.

He throws his head back with a roar of laughter. “Ah, beauty, I don’t dare risk your wrath.”

This time he doesn’t relent. When he slips his finger inside me, my breath shudders from my lungs. By the time he begins moving that finger, his tongue still caressing my clit, all I can do is pant and writhe. I’m embarrassingly close to begging .

My entire body tightens, and Calysian adds another finger, sucking on my clit with a low growl.

I cry out, my climax crashing through me in wave after wave. The dizzying pleasure engulfs me, and I ride it out, Calysian continuing to kiss and lick and nip until I push him away, suddenly sensitive.

I reach for him, and he catches my hands. I can feel his cock throbbing between us but he slowly shakes his head.

I expect him to rise over me, to thrust inside me, but instead he lays next to me, pulling me in to his arms.

“What—”

He gives me an indulgent look. “I know how your conniving mind works, Madinia Farrow. You were hoping to take as much pleasure as you could tonight and then never think of me again.”

I tense, but he doesn’t sound angry or irritated. No, he sounds amused . And that’s worse.

“And what is it you think will happen instead?” My tone is icy, and he lets out a low, pleased laugh.

“I think you’ll come to me when you no longer want to fight this thing between us. And tonight will be just a shadow of the pleasure I’ll give you.”