Page 42 of Thorns of Deceit

“Oh my gosh!” I grabbed his hand and squeezed it. If I talked to her alone, I could possibly make her see that Aiden could help her. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

Aiden sat up, watching me somberly. “There’s no need to thank me. You’re my wife, it’s my job to ensure your happiness.”

His words squeezed my heart and I couldn’t stop the smile that stretched across my face. “Man, you must be popular with the girls, huh?”

In fact, with such generosity, he probably had women lining up down the street. I couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous.

“Not sure, although it no longer matters,” he said slowly. “You’re the only one who matters now.”

How was a girl to resist? Even though he was much older than me. I meant what I told him the other day; age was just a number.

I leaned forward and kissed him, feeling gratitude and something else I didn’t dare to name.

“Raven.” His voice was soft but laced with a warning. “There you go playing with fire again.”

I rolled my eyes. “I thought I was playing with my husband.”

He winced, shaking his head. “That sounds wrong on so many levels.”

“You’re right. Would it be wrong if I said I’m dying to paint you naked?”

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “This is too much.”

“Why are you so shy?” I questioned. “I might be a virgin, but I’m certainly not innocent. I told you, I’ve watched porn before. More than once. So I’ve seen my share of naked men.”

“I might find those men and kill them,” he growled.

My lips parted in protest, but before I could utter a word, his mouth was on mine. Our lips fused together, and he slipped his tongue inside.

A moan bubbled in my throat and he swallowed it, his hips pressing against my hot core, each roll of his hips against my slit sending a shot of pleasure through me.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head from the pleasure that shot through me. Stars exploded behind my eyelids, and I wrapped my hands around his neck, clutching the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer. Needing more of him.

He hoisted me into his arms and my legs wrapped around his waist. His fingers dug into my ass as I ground against him, lustigniting in my lower belly. When he rubbed his length against me, I lost all control. His body was like marble under my touch. I moaned, sinking my claws into him, needing so much more.

He bit my lower lip hard before soothing the pain with a lick. I cried out for more, grinding my body shamelessly against his. He slipped his hand between us, yanking my little shorts down and shredding them to pieces.

He must’ve read my expression because he pulled slightly and said, “I’ll buy you more.”

“Oh, okay, shred away, then,” I muttered against his lips.

He nudged my panties aside before slipping two fingers into me. An obscenely erotic noise filled the room, and that alone almost tipped me over the edge. That noise had come fromme,from howwetI was.

He growled, murmuring words I couldn’t grasp in my current state of arousal. I just needed him to see this through. An involuntary groan escaped my lips when he dug his fingers deeper into me. Each time he thrust them in, he curled them and hit my G-spot.

He pulled his fingers out and a needy whimper escaped me. He stilled, and I peeled my eyelids open to find him staring at me with a dark gleam in his eyes that had my soul shaking from its dark promises.

His other hand traveled up to my breasts, twisting one nipple roughly through the thin fabric of my top. He returned his fingers to my pussy, teasing and touching.

“You’re greedy, little wife,” he drawled, bringing his fingers up and smearing my desire over my bottom lip. “Aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I breathed. “No.” I couldn’t think straight. “I’ve never done this before.”

“Good, because I’m the only one allowed to taste your sweetness.” He skimmed his mouth over my lips, my jawline,and then down to my neck. “I’m the only one allowed to see you like this.”

Ignoring my inexperience, I brought my hand down to his boxers. I pushed my palm against his huge cock and gasped in shock.

There was no way he’d fit. I started to shake my head, about to beg him to stop.