[The Onic Empire 03] - Sinful Harvest by Anitra Lynn McLeod Read Free Book Online Page A

along the necessary steps. When she fumbled, he pretended not to notice and simply continued into the next round of complicated movements.
    “You like to watch, Ariss. You made that very clear earlier, so relax, and watch me.”
    His voice was low and softer than the silken sheets at her back. Releasing the tension in her body was almost impossible, but she did her best to let go and simply watch him. As she gazed at him, his shoulders went back, pride enlarging his muscular body. She realized she might like to watch, but he clearly enjoyed being watched. Kerrick loved being on display as the object of attention. As she considered him, the first thing she noticed was his intensity. His eyes never closed, not all the way, and his thick lashes couldn’t hide his flickering gaze that moved over her, seeking and exploring every nuance of her reactions. Every movement from the lifting of her brow to the parting of her lips to the clenching of her calves drew equal attention. He kept his thrusting pace leisurely, his movements graceful, but his exertion showed in the beading of sweat along his bronzed skin. Without hair to give guidance, the sweat gathered and ran willy-nilly along his flesh, even down his arms and along his hands, which slipped his grip of her buttocks. With his control slightly lessened, her body moved more fluidly against his, changing the beat, causing him to dig his fingertips more firmly into her bottom, but eventually he slid his hands out from under her and placed them low on her waist, so the great spanof his palms almost encompassed her hips. Holding her this way afforded him tremendous control, but still he kept to his even pace, watching and waiting.
    Slowly, his thrusts took on a sharper edge, a more powerful plunge, and each time she could feel him press against her nub with almost enough sensation to release the building tension. Almost enough. So close and yet so far that she realized he knew just how much pressure to give to keep her on the edge, for each time it was barely too little. Just enough to hold her simmering. Quite suddenly, she realized she was practically gnashing her teeth at him in frustration.
    His smile could have wooed an acolyte from her goddess. Tauntingly, he asked, “Have you never been teased, Ariss?” Before she could answer, he withdrew and placed his face above her sex. His hot breath only caused her to writhe uncontrollably. “Tell me your deepest, darkest secret.”
    “Why do you wish to talk?” She lifted her head to glare fully at him, then dropped back on the bed so she could glower at the ceiling, exasperated. “We are here to mate, and that’s all that we should do.” His silence prompted her to lift up so she could consider him again.
    Patiently, Kerrick knelt between her legs, watching her the way a hunter considers prey that has already been trapped. He had her, he knew it, but he still considered that there was a part of her that might elude his prowess. “Tell me.” His eyes delved deeply into hers, frightening her, for his scrutiny was such she felt he knew the truth of her. All the truth of her existence including the horrible shame of what her parents had done. Terrified, she pulled her legs together and tried to slip out of his grasp, but he would not let go.
    “We are done,” she insisted, even though her body clearly wasn’t. Painful heat, a fire ready to spark into an inferno, flashed between her legs.
    He shook his head slowly side to side, his eyes never leavinghers. “We have only just begun.” At that, he lowered his mouth, placed his lips around her clit, and sucked the trembling flesh into his mouth.
    Ariss almost leapt from the bed. She had only ever heard of such perversion, but to actually see someone perform such a lewd act, especially upon herself, immobilized her. What shocked her even more was how
good
his ministrations felt. He didn’t bite or chew upon her, only gently sucked her nub between his lips, then laved it slowly