Forgotten Heir: A Vampire Paranormal Romance (Blueblood Vampires Book 3) by Michelle Hercules

Author:Michelle Hercules [Hercules, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Infinite Sky Publishing
Published: 2021-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

25

Miranda

I’m kissing Rikkon again, and it feels amazing, more so than all the previous times. It seems we can’t be alone together and keep our hands to ourselves. He tastes like rain and kisses like a summer storm, wild and unpredictable. I let go of all my worries and pour every ounce of my being, of my soul, in that kiss. I want it to last forever.

My hands are locked behind his neck when his go on an exploratory trip down my body. When his fingers graze the underside of my breast, I sigh into his mouth as desire curls around the base of my spine. I step closer to him, trying to imprint myself on him.

The waltz in the background reaches a crescendo, and our tongues begin to move with more urgency, almost in sync with the music. Rikkon cups my breasts over the dress’s corset, making me hate the garment I fell in love with not even an hour ago. Is it crazy that I want it gone?

Rikkon pushes me against one of the gazebo’s columns and abandons my lips to pepper open kisses down my neck. I arch my back, burning for him and his touch. My head is currently stuck in the clouds, light and free.

When Rikkon runs a lazy tongue across my cleavage, I almost die. I’m burning up and all I want is his mouth and hands everywhere on my body. The ache between my legs becomes unbearable. I need relief. As if reading my mind, Rikkon finds the slit in my skirt and his fingers draw a path of heat up my leg until they reach their final destination.

He stops when he realizes I’m not wearing any underwear and leans back, frowning.

“Mir?”

“What?” I stare at him through hooded eyes. “I thought going commando was a custom here in Ellnesari.”

“It isn’t,” he replies in a tight voice, still not moving his hand to where I desperately need it.

“The folks who came to help me didn’t provide panties.”

Unable to withstand this torture, I help Rikkon out by nudging his hand to my center. No man has ever touched me there before, so I don’t know what to expect. The bolt of pleasure that shoots up to my belly button makes me gasp, and my knees go weak. I throw my head back and close my eyes.

“Is this okay, Mir?” Rikkon asks, inches from my mouth.

I open my eyes and thread my fingers through his long strands. He doesn’t break eye contact as he swipes a finger over my clit.

“Yes,” I hiss.

Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I seal my lips to his again. Rikkon keeps playing with my bundle of nerves, moving his finger back and forth, building the pressure. I’m on the verge of reaching for his pants and freeing his dick when he changes his ministrations. Now his thumb is pressing against my clit while his other fingers find my opening. I tense a little and he notices.

He leans back to ask, “Too far? Should I stop?”

My breathing is coming out in bursts, and I’m sure my face is flushed.

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