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I wrapped my legs around him. “Then show me,” I whispered before I kissed him again.

My breasts pillowed against his soft shirt, my nipples tightening.

As though I weighed nothing, he walked us into the bedroom, his lips never leaving mine, his hands massaging my ass.

He set me on the end of the bed, my feet resting on the bench.

He ran his hands under the waistbands of my pants and panties before he eased them off my body.

I parted my knees so he could kneel on the bench between them.

The air cooled the wetness soaking the tops of my thighs.

My heart pounded in my chest. Lorcan paused and looked over my naked form before he kissed me again with renewed fervency.

He inhaled deeply through his nose as though trying to take in every scent around him.

His fingers worked at the buttons of his shirt as I kissed him. Finally, it was undone, and I moved to help him push it away. “No,” he said. “You’re not doing any work.”

I smirked as his shirt fell to the floor.

“Removing your shirt is not work. Neither is removing your pants.” I reached for the button, and he stepped back, undoing it himself before pushing the material over his hips and to the floor, pulling his shoes and socks off at the same time.

His engorged cock stood out from his body, a length and girth I had never seen before.

My breath hitched as I reached for him, wetness falling from me.

He stepped forward. His fingers encircled my wrist, guiding it away from his body, a smile dancing in his eyes.

“You’re so used to being in control in this situation, aren’t you, wildflower?

” He kneeled on the bench again and snagged my other wrist in his other hand before I could run my fingers along him.

“Of focusing on someone else’s pleasure and not your own. ”

He guided my hands behind my back as though he were holding precious china.

My heart sped up and felt like it was in my throat.

His eyes dropped to my breasts before he kissed me, my arms still restrained.

“In this room, I am in charge, and if you reach for me again, I promise I will tie your beautiful wrists to the posts of this bed so fast you won’t have time to ask me to stop. ”

I pulled on my wrists in an attempt to free them, but he held them firm. “I’m not into pain,” I said, eyes boring into him, unflinching.

“How do you know? Have you tried it?” His soft tone was almost teasing, but beneath it was something careful as he tested the edges of my limits.

“No, but…”

Lorcan smiled before he claimed my lips with his, his tongue chasing mine but never letting me go.

My core tingled and grew even more heated.

He pulled back. “The only pain you will feel is when you come so hard you question if it will break you. I’ll walk out the door now if that isn’t what you want. ”

He remained as still as a statue, my wrists constrained.

I could feel each of his breaths on my lips, each an intoxicating caress as he stared into my eyes.

I swallowed air as my mind raced, the room spinning around me as I bit my lip.

What if I wanted more—and did I trust him enough to see me through it?

Would he love me even if I shared my darkest, most intimate fantasies?

I forced my muscles to relax, focusing on now, giving in to my desire to feel Lorcan inside me. I leaned forward and kissed him softly. “Stay,” I whispered.

“Good girl,” he growled when our lips parted.

He let my wrists go, and I dropped my hands by my sides.

He sat back on his heels and raked his gaze over me.

My nipples hardened into tiny nubs as wetness soaked my folds.

He wasn’t even touching me. “Mmm, where to start,” he mused, his hands resting on his thighs.

A shiver went through me as I sat as still as possible, my breath quick between my softened lips. I wet them with my tongue.

“If I didn’t intend for this to be your moment, I’d take that gorgeous mouth of yours,” he murmured, running his fingers along his cock. It appeared even larger than it had a few minutes before.

He rose, placed a hand on either side of my hips, and leaned toward me. “You can touch me,” he whispered, his lips brushing my ear, “but only to please yourself. You know what will happen if you start trying to please me.”

My mind swirled as I digested his words.

It wasn’t easy to focus as he kissed behind my ear.

I hesitated before I placed my hands on his shoulders, feeling the muscles ripple under my palms as he held himself above me.

My heart thudded in my chest as his kisses reached my shoulders and continued down.

He pulled a nipple into his mouth, his teeth gently grazing it before running his tongue in a circle around it, teasing it into even further hardness.

He pulled it deeper into his mouth and moaned, the vibrations sending a tremor of pleasure through me before he moved to the other.

He ran his palm over the original swollen nub, the coarse skin a different type of pleasure as his mouth focused on my other breast. My breathing quickened even more as shots of electricity concentrated in my lower belly.

I could barely focus on the feel of his tongue as he teased my nipples, wondering where he was moving next.

He kissed between my breasts before running his tongue the rest of the way down my body.

I leaned back on my elbows so he could continue over my bare pubic bone to my center, shuddering as he found my clit and pulled it into his mouth.

“Oh God,” I breathed, a shock of ecstasy going through me.

He licked my slit before running his tongue in circles around my clit again, teasing it to become even harder before he raised his eyes to mine.

“I doubt you would find him on his knees worshipping a cunt as delicious as yours.” Without his eyes leaving mine, he pushed his tongue into my soaked entrance.

I fell back on the bed as he tongue-fucked me.

He pushed my thighs back, opening my center to him, his head buried between my legs.

I rolled my hips to meet his every stroke, my muscles tensing.

Without warning, he stopped, licking up over my clit.

“No, don’t stop.” I panted between the words, my clit on fire.

“Please don’t stop.” Just a few seconds more was all I needed.

He rose to his knees, the juices from my cunt smeared across his chin.

He ran his hand over it, wiping them away before dropping his mouth to my nipples and grazing them with his teeth.

“Shh.” He covered my lips with a finger as his lips moved to my neck, nibbling the sensitive spot at my collarbone.

I twisted my hips in agony, needing more stimulation.

Lorcan’s finger trailed down the front of my neck before circling each of my nipples, stiffening them to hard peaks again.

He continued down until his finger slid into my waiting cunt.

I pulled in a ragged breath as my head fell to the side, the penetration sending tendrils of warmth into me. He rested his fingers on my lower lips. I wanted him to move his hand and provide me with release. His teeth skimmed each of my nipples in turn as I tried to roll my hips against his hand.

He pulled his finger from me, leaving an emptiness behind. “You may not work for your release, wildflower.”

“But I need it. I can’t take much more.” My forehead strained as I pleaded with him, my breath catching in my throat.

“Yes, you can,” he whispered. “Be a good girl, and trust me. Can you do that?”

My body burned. “Yes,” I breathed.

He lowered himself back to his heels and blew a cold stream of air across my dripping cunt, making me shiver.

He placed his hands on my ankles, tracing his fingers up the outsides of my legs, distracting me from the burning between them.

His gaze locked on mine. He ran his fingers up my sides, over my breasts, circling my nipples, feeling their hardness.

He laid a hand in the middle of my chest, leaning down and consuming my mouth, each quiet move filled with an intensity, a scrutiny on every bit of my body. I shifted my feet so they rested on the bench beside his knees.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

My heart clenched. How could I tell him I had never been the one receiving in this way? Every part of me was open and vulnerable to him, on fire, wanting his touch. A purr rose from my throat. “Yes.”

“Should I keep going?” A slight smile played on his lips.

“Yes,” I whispered, relinquishing all control. He put his arms under my legs, propping my ankles on his shoulders.

My lower body opened again as he rose to full height and leaned forward.

His hand pressed lightly into my chest, a glorious pressure pushing me into the mattress—comforting.

As it did, I felt the head of his cock rubbing up and down my slit.

I glanced down at where Lorcan was holding his cock, caressing my opening with it, coating the tip with my juices.

He pushed forward, and my cunt stretched around his enormous girth.

My mouth fell open, and my back arched off the mattress.

“Oh…” I squeezed my eyes shut as the pressure grew, filling my insides.

“Briar?”

I opened my eyes. Lorcan stopped moving, his gaze filled with concern. “Don’t stop,” I breathed.

With a gentle push, he finished filling me, his balls resting against my burning skin.

I took a shuddering breath, the feeling of being completely full gripping me.

He placed his hands on either side of my head and dragged himself out of me before pushing forward again, his balls hitting my ass, my legs bent in front of him.

He picked up the pace as he kissed me again, the remnants of my flavor on his tongue.