When they touch me (Shelagh Milano)

Chapter 50 ARTEMISIA

By the moment his lips finally claim mine, I become his hostage fully.

He pulls me down onto the lounge sofa and shifts to have me lying beneath him.

I moan against his lips as he moves his leg between mine and his knee further up, making me spread them for him.

Oh, Goddess.

Our glasses shatter on the floor, making me jump but he holds me down, without breaking the kiss once.

“Forget it. We can clean it all up tomorrow.” he snarls against my lips.

I hum again, agreeing with him, and he starts unbuttoning my blouse.

He is just about to open it for him, as I clasp it close. “Not here,” I breathe out, my thoughts wandering toward someone who could be watching us.

“Yes, you are right!” He nods, agreeing with me.

Getting up, he lifts me into his arms, making me giggle.

As we reach his bedroom, he closes the door behind him before he climbs the stairs, throwing me on his bed.

He is on me in the blink of an eye, and I laugh as he kisses me, making me sink into the comfortable bed.

“See, told you it was a bad idea,” he grins, ripping my blouse open, and starts kissing my throat down to reach my breasts.

Caressing the laced material of my bra, he pulls the cups down, making my breast spill free. He captures my hardened nipple with his teeth immediately, and I moan, driving my hands through his hair to hug him closer.

He opens the zip to my skirt, while remaining connected to my breasts and slips it off together with my panties after having slipped my boots off me.

Getting onto his knees, he spreads my legs perfectly for him, and I gasp audibly as he pushes a finger into me.

“Oh, my…” I moan, clasping my pillow.

He growls approvingly as he moves his fingers in and out of me slowly as if he wanted to inspect me. “Looks like you want something pretty badly, babe.”

I moan as he moves his fingers up to my pulsating clit, distributing my juices.

Leaning over, he continues to fingerfuck me slowly while I try not to lose my mind.

“What a pity that I am not allowed to fuck you,” he whispers, making my skin sizzle.

Adding another finger, he makes me arch my back off the mattress, increasing the pressure of the penetration. “Fuck. Yes!”

My screams fill the room as he thrusts into me increasingly hard. Moving his thumb through my wet folds, he shifts to lift my left leg with his hip as he hits my clit with his thumb every time he sinks into me.

The air gets knocked out of my lungs as he keeps his rhythm until I beg him to give me more and he increases his thrusts, making me come undone in seconds.

As I stretch myself, enjoying the afterwaves of my orgasm, I feel him work his way up, trailing my skin with kisses.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to be good?” he says jokingly, making me laugh.

Wetting my lips, I turn my head to look at him as he props himself up on his elbows, careful not to crush me. “It’s all your fault. You started it.”

“Smartass,” he chuckles, kissing me.

“Why don’t you teach me a lesson, then?” I provoke him, making him groan.

Kissing my cheek, and further down to my neck, he speaks against my skin, his deep voice vibrating through me, making me shudder. “It would be better if we stop here. It is already too much what we are doing now. I’m sure that they will make me pay for it.”

“Make it worth it, then.” He looks back up at me, making me lose myself in his eyes. “Fuck me.”

He growls, closing his eyes as he is surely fighting his wolf to take control and act upon his instincts.

“You can’t even imagine how much I would want to, beautiful. But we can’t,” he clenches and unclenches his jaw, and I bite my bottom lip. “And I really can’t risk marking you without the others.”

I roll my eyes and sit up. “Argh, you and your brotherly loyalty.”

He chuckles and I push against his chest gently, making him step from the bed with a confused expression.

I love how he lets me steer him as I would never have the strength to make him do anything.

While still on my knees, I start unbuttoning his pants and pull down his boxer briefs. His eyes darken, silver and blue flecks twirling faster in his irises as he seems to fight the urge to claim me here and now.

He closes his eyes, enjoying my strokes as I move my hand up and down along his rock-hard dick.

I try to ignore the wetness pooling between my legs at the thought of how it would feel to have his fantastically huge cock fucking me raw.

Wrapping his hand around my throat, he gets me to lie down on my back, and I move up to have my head hang off the side of the bed. I continue to stroke his shaft while taking the tip of his dick into my mouth.

“Fuck,” he growls as I take him deeper, clawing onto his sides to guide his movements.

Slowly, he leans forward, his groans making my nerves buzz as he fucks my mouth. He has his hand still wrapped around my throat while the other explores my body. My muffled screams mix with his groans as he messages my breast before he moves down to my clit.

I sink my nails into his toned ass, feeling his grip tighten as my orgasm ripples through me.

“Artemisia,” he breathes out, the sound of my name falling from his lips making a shiver run up my spine. “Baby, I’m going to cum.”

He moves back, wanting to free himself, but I gulp, taking him even deeper.

“Goddess, beautiful!” he groans, as he empties himself into my throat, making me swallow him as I suck him dry.

He follows me with hungry eyes as I sit up, licking my lips with a smile.

“Fucking perfect,” he growls as he grabs my chin to pull me close and kiss me.