Mick (The A'rouk Brothers Book 1) by Serena Simpson Page A

breast nipping at the tender flesh there. He raised a hand and a nail became a claw as he tore through the material of her bra and tossed it aside.
    “I should be gentle.” He said before he drew her nipple into his mouth and sucked on it so hard that her body went into a spasm.
    “Mick,” she screamed his name as her hands desperately looked for something to cling to.
    He pulled back and whispered “gentle.” She knew better; she could see his eyes; there was no gentleness, only need and stark possession.
    “I’ll try,” he muttered.
    “No. I’ll take you just like you are.”
    He nodded like they had come to an agreement and sucked her other nipple so hard her body flew apart. The yell that came out of her was coarse and desperate, and she clung to his back even as her nails dug into him.
    “Love these.” Her nipples were hard and pink, and he licked at them, being gentle, showing her he could be both rough and soft and she gave little sounds of encouragement.
    “Can I kiss yours?” Her voice was hesitant, not sure what she should do. He started this whole thing with a promise to kill her, maybe he was just working his way up to that.
    “Do you want to?”
    “Yeah,” she looked up at him, eyes bright. She wanted to know what touching him would be like.
    He rolled over on his back and placed his hands behind his head.
    She licked her lips and went to her knees. She touched Mick’s neck kissing it, licking it as he had done to hers. She buried her nose in it and moaned. He smelled so delicious that she wanted to take a bite of him.
    “You smell divine.” She moved down licking him and placing small bites on his torso that caused him to make deep sounds in the back of his throat.
    Those sounds turned her on, made the wetness between her legs soak the panties she was wearing. Her tongue made long sweeps over Mick’s chest followed by her greedy fingers that wanted to touch everything. She moved to his nipples; they were so flat, flatter than she’d seen on human males but they still turned her on. She sucked one in her mouth to feel it harden with the action of her tongue. Yes, she wanted to scream but was too busy to come up for air, moving to the other nipple, she let her fingers play with the first one. She was lying on him now. Allowing him to hold her weight when she began to squirm. He was hard, but she was feeling something already hard and hot grow even longer under her.
    Her eyes flew up to his. He met her with a wicked smile before he flipped her body and pressed her down to the bed.
    “You're mine, mine, mine.”
    He stood and took off the jeans he was wearing standing with nothing else on. Her eyes bulged out, and her tongue got stuck to the roof of her mouth because she knew what he wanted to do with that. Fool that she was, she couldn’t bring herself to say no.
    He reached for her undoing the button to the jeans she had changed into when she woke up. The zipper came down, and his hands went to the waistband slowly pulling her pants over her hips. She laid in front of him in nothing but her black silk panties. He pushed one side away so that he could see her red hair against the black of her panties. His finger came out and played in her hair, smoothing it, tugging it, making her breathe harder.
    “Beautiful, Jaz mine.” He reached down and pulled her panties off.
    He moved to the bed and leaned over licking at the seam of her pussy making her breaths come out in pants before he took his tongue and curled it around her clit, licking it. He sucked it into his mouth, and she screamed as her body shook.
    “Nice.”
    She laid on her back trying to get her breath. What more could he do to her?
     
     
     

Chapter Thirteen
     
     
    His eyes sparkled as his fingers caressed her pussy. He petted her allowing her to calm down.
    The red pupils of his eyes held her spellbound, and she knew she would do anything for him.
    He leaned up and licked the shell of her ear before he murmured, “I need to