Immortals After Dark 09 - Pleasure of a Dark Prince by Kresley Cole Page A

maddened me.”
    Her breath hitched at that, her eyes growing silvery.
    “Do you want to start this, then?”
    She looked dazed. “I… we…” With a hard shake of her head, she said, “We can’t have sex.” Her eyes darted. “Because of the bars.”
    “They’re half a foot apart—I should be able to squeeze my shaft between them.”
    “MacRieve, I’m serious!”
    “The bars would no’ stop me. I could take you from behind, just spread you in front—”
    “N-no sex.”
    Garreth narrowed his eyes. Could she be…
virgin
? At a thousand years old? Maybe
that
was why she’d stopped them the other night. “Verra well, no sex,” he lied.
Until I seduce you into it.
    “Then… then what do you want from me?”
    “I want to stroke you until you come and have you do the same for me.”
    She swallowed. “Would you turn again?”
    “Nay, lass,” he said absently, struck anew by how lovely she was. Her long hair curled around her elven face, the tresses as shiny as the modest silk robe she wore. Her whiskey-colored eyes were sultry, her cheeks flushed.
    But he wanted to see her body, naked to his gaze. “Let me take this off you.” He reached forward to tug free the sash on her robe, then skimmed the material over her shoulders. When it pooled at her feet, she was left in skimpy panties and a filmy camisole top. Her nipples were hard, her lips parted and moist, so sensual….
    My mate’s incomparable.
    At this point, he wanted to chew through the bars to get to her.
    Even more so once he worked her top off, baring plump, perfect breasts that taunted his grasping palms. The peaks were dusky rose and begged for his lips around them.
    In a moment of insight, he realized he could forgive much in the face of those exquisite breasts. He’d best never let her know that.
    “Look at your nipples pouting to be sucked.” He reached forward, pinching one to hold it in place as he lowered his head. She seemed to stop breathing.
    He brought his mouth close, tickling her with his breaths as his free hand skimmed down her flat stomach, but she tensed.
    “Uh, wait. What about you?” Her hands went from clutching his shoulders to exploring his body. “You said we’d
both
touch each other.”
    Her words made his shaft go so hard, he thought he’d bust through his zipper. When she brushed her fingers near his cock, he shot upright. “Take it out for me, then.”
    As he shook with anticipation, Lucia drew down his zipper. Tentatively she reached into his pants for his shaft, gasping when it sprang forth. He thought she whispered,
“Oh my.”
She also seemed to be about to lose her nerve.
    “Ease me, Lousha.”
    Though she nodded up at him, she acted as if she’d never done this before. Sensing her hesitation, he took her hand, placing his cock in her warm palm. Justpreventing himself from running his shaft over it, he grated, “Make a fist.”
    She couldn’t close her fingers around it. “I can’t,” she murmured, then glared at him when he had to bite back a chuckle.
    “Then just stroke it like that.” With her first tentative glide up and down, his breath whistled out. “You doona know how good that feels tae me.”
    As she began slowly stroking, she gazed up at him, her dark eyes studying his reaction. His little mate was learning what pleased him. The idea of that gratified him beyond measure.
    “There’s my good lass.
More
.” When she did it harder and faster, he groaned, “I’ve got tae touch you now. Take off your panties.”
    She shook her head.
    He growled with frustration. “Woman! When I finally do get your panties off, I’m going tae be wedged so deep inside your body, you will no’ know where you end and I begin.”
    “They stay
on
.”
    “Then I’ll be going
in
.” As he eased his fingers into her panties, he felt her body trembling—with nervousness? Eagerness? He kissed her again, twining his tongue with hers, as he dipped lower through soft curls.
    When he found slick flesh that