Surrender by Sue Lyndon

smile touching her eyes so they sparkled gorgeous and blue—completely happy for the first time since they’d met. His insides warmed knowing he was responsible for it, and he hoped it was a good omen for the days to come.
    “So, a family member of yours, eh?” Playfully, she put her hand on her hip and raised one eyebrow. “You tricked me.”
    “I only wanted to surprise you. You deserve to be happy.” His expression grew serious. “I want you to be happy, Fiona.”
    “I am happy, Merokk.” She feigned the fakest yawn he’d ever seen and batted her eyelashes. “I’m also very, very tired.”
    “Ready for bed, little one?”
    Her smile faded, and her cheeks flushed bright pink as if on cue. She stared up at him, her eyes burning with a need only he could fulfill. Pulling at his hand, she tried to lead him up the stairs, but Merokk didn’t budge. “Hey, let’s go!”
    “Such a needy little thing,” he mused, yanking her against his body so her back was pressed hard against his chest. Brushing her hair to the side, he nipped at her nape, drawing his teeth all the way around to her ear. “What do you think is going to happen when we get in the bedroom?”
    She whimpered and rolled her head to the side, giving him better access to her neck as he continued his trail of love bites. His cock stiffened, and he ground it against her ass. He cupped her breasts in his hands, kneading them through the silky fabric of her dress. Breathing in the flowery scent of her hair, he slid one hand down her flat stomach and rubbed his palm against her pussy.
    “Oh!” she gasped, and gyrated her hips against him. Her arousal reached his sensitive nose, causing his mouth to water. He would taste her soon, splay her perfect folds apart and lick her smooth insides.
    “Upstairs, now,” he growled in her ear. He scooped her up in his arms and ascended the steps to the third floor. Once inside their bedroom, he made quick work of removing her clothing and restraining her arms and legs to the bed. He wanted to take his time playing with her pussy, especially the little nub hidden between those pretty folds. He loved to suck, bite, slap, and rub her clit until it became dark and swollen and she begged for release.
    Merokk hurriedly undressed, tossing his clothes across the room. He straddled her waist and leaned down to capture her lips, his stiff cock pressing against the smooth flesh of her stomach. He fisted his hands in her hair, pulling her up to meet him as he thrust his tongue in to meet hers. She moaned delicately into his mouth, humming her desire and urging him to give her more. He broke away and stared into her eyes for a long moment, stroking his fingers through her silky hair. Bending down, his lips kissed a trail along her neck, all the way to her breasts. He teased her nipples until they became hard pebbles crowning her soft mounds, biting and flicking with his tongue until she thrashed her head about and pulled futilely at the restraints. He pushed two fingers into her wet cunt and pumped fast as his mouth descended on her clit.
    “Oh!” she yelled, squirming beneath him.
    Her breathing came in ragged gasps. The scent of her arousal beckoned him to continue the sweet torture of her pussy. He added a third finger and suctioned his mouth over her clit, forcing extra blood to rush into the hardened nub. She was beside herself, moaning and pleading for permission to come. He drew back, pulled his fingers out, and splayed her folds apart. So fucking perfect.
    “I love your pussy, Fiona.” He gathered juices from her core and brushed his wet fingers over her engorged clit. It pulsed under his touch, and he knew she was one calculated rub away from a mind-blowing release.
    Positioning his hugely erect cock at her sopping wet entrance, Merokk pushed inside. He gave her a few quick thrusts before stilling and waiting for her to open her eyes. When she did, he swirled a digit around her clit until he felt her pussy clamping