Merrick by Claire Cray

Author:Claire Cray [Cray, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-09-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Alone in the chamber, I stood wrapped in the cloth and blinked down at the bed.

I wanted him.

He wanted me back.

I was free.

He was sending me away.

Merrick entered before I had even moved to don my night shirt. He was wearing his robe, the hood down.

I exhaled in relief when he pulled me against him and tenderly sealed his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around him and clung to him as tightly as I could, and a thrill went through me when at last I felt the evidence of his arousal against me.

He wanted me. And I had never felt so drunk on anything in my life.

The cloth fell from my shoulders and he lifted me easily to lay me back on the bed. His mouth moved intently down my body, finding every sweet spot to tease and torment as I shifted and gasped beneath him.

He lifted his head and loomed over me then, his hand working between my legs. His amber eyes flashed in the candlelight.

“Your robe, sir,” I breathed, feeling the heat in my cheeks as I felt it through my body. My fingers caught the material to pull it from his shoulders, but he moved back from my hands.

“You must trust me, William,” he said quietly. “I cannot do everything I please.”

“Let me look at you,” I whispered before I could stop myself. Lord, I’d really chosen my path. I reached for his robe again, and he reluctantly allowed me to spread it open until it fell from his shoulders and hung loosely on his arms.

He stiffened when I laid my hands on his chest, and I paused uncertainly before moving down his body. I let out a breath when I felt the hard, finely sculpted muscles of his stomach. How perfect he was!

When my fingers trailed below his navel, he reached down and caught my hand. “No.”

I looked up at him and found his eyes closed, his brow furrowed slightly and his fine lips parted in an expression of lust that reflected my own – and I could not heed his refusal.

Something had come over me, a need so deep and primal that I felt I could stop at nothing to satisfy it. His grip was like iron on my wrist, but I strained against it anyway, and at last he relented and allowed me to explore the shape of his hipbone, the patch of curled hair, the hard base of…

Crystal-sharp teeth hit my neck, denting my skin, and Merrick turned his face away just before he may have drawn blood. Quickly he grabbed my hand where I had begun to grasp him and pulled it away. He was breathing heavily.

Ah. So that was what happened. That was what he worried about.

The thought of it was strangely...intriguing. “Would it hurt me, sir?”

He silenced me with a kiss, his hand moving between my legs again. He stroked and caressed me in ways I’d never imagined, and beneath his skillful hands and clever tongue I was soon a gasping, trembling mess.

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