The Captive and the Cursed (Bloom Sisters Series Book 1) by Alexa Saint

Author:Alexa Saint [Saint, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-25T16:00:00+00:00

I watch the play of light on the ceiling, spots of pale gray and white dancing across the wooden joists with early dawn. I should be up, dressed and ready, but the warmth of bed and an indulgent sense of laziness has set me to staying in spite of being awake. I turn my head to view the man slumbering on his stomach beside me, with one arm stretched across my abdomen, its weight a welcome presence. The dim light caresses his ghost-white hair, turning it to snow, and I tilt my head to press a kiss to his forehead and his eyes flutter open, the smile instantly at his mouth.

“Good morning,” he murmurs in a voice still heavy with sleep.

“Good morning,” I say sweetly. “You wanted to leave at dawn.”

“I did,” he murmurs lifting himself on one elbow, it shifts the sheets and blankets and one of my breasts is exposed by the loose neckline of my shift that I slept in. “Good morning indeed,” he says again before dipping his head and taking the soft nipple into his mouth, in seconds it tightens as he draws it in, his tongue tracing around its peak.

I let out a low moan and his free hand then claims its twin. Toying with it through the fabric of my shift, he rubs over the already hardened nipple. The first spark of arousal has me biting my lower lip and I pass a hand through his hair, taking the opportunity again to caress his horns.

He shifts then, moving over me. “I should never have divulged that secret,” he growls before kissing me fully on the mouth, his hand never ceasing in its caress. He pushes his hips against my thigh and I feel his hard length. I wore my shift for modesty, and warmth. Python slept completely naked.

“What secret is that?” I ask innocently.

“That I am at your mercy whenever you touch my horns.”

“Really?” I say in as sweet a tone as I can voice before succumbing to the giggle that is trying to escape. The look he’s giving me with those night-dark eyes though, quashes any undue humor, and I instead part my legs in anticipation. “Perhaps, then,” I say, watching him while deliberately stroking along the ridged horn. “You should teach me how to respect such power.”

He shoves my legs further apart with his knee, abandoning my breast to find me very much ready for him. But instead of taking me as I thought he might, he throws back the covers and shifts further down the bed before lying between my legs and shouldering my thighs.

Completely bewildered, when his tongue touches my clit, I can neither breathe in, nor out. My hands seek out anything to cling to in an effort to ground myself for the sensations igniting in my core.

“Oh my, oh my, gods!” I huff, unable to think straight or consider any of the sounds emitting from my throat. My legs fall further open, and I watch the bent white head moving rhythmically over me.

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