Chapter 62: Demon of lust
Most times the devil that drives people crazy is lust. Cedric intended to tease her but he longed wanted that. What he wanted now more like need was to thrust his throbbing member into her slick folds he was sure would be tight and wrapped around him. The desire was maddening and he honestly didn’t think he would be able to stop himself this time around.
He released on hot breath against Abrielle’s skin that has gone extremely sensitive to his touch in a maddening way. He had to get his thoughts together. Abrielle felt something sharp graze her skin and she jolted to push him but his hold was firm on her waist.
His fangs had quickly retracted but his were dark like the abyss. "Cedric!" She mumbled as her head seemed to get clearer but it didn’t seem like he heard her.
"Yes princess, why don’t we use the best of the moment?" Cedric mentioned as he lifted her to sit with her legs spread wide around his waist. Tis bulge restricted by his trousers was pressed against her weeping flowers protected by the last piece of clothing on her.
"Huh," she muttered confused by what he meant. She could feel the sexual tension between them but she thought he would ignore it as he always did and deep down with the need that was building in her due to this heat between them she doubted she would be able to back out. "I want to bury myself in your folds Abrielle." His words seemed heavy and laced with a thick desire that made her feel fuzzy in her stomach.
"We can’t, it’s dangerous." She made excuses even though she wanted the same thing. It was just damn hard to turn him down this time. It was not her weakness but no girl could keep her head under these conditions.
"The only danger here is the desire I feel at the moment," Cedric said as his mouth found one of her peaks he started to suck while flickering the erect tips with his tongue. Her breath hitched as his scorching mouth touched her sensitive peaks with her flowers weeping more as the desire grew.
Her insides clenched and unclenched with the need to be filled wholly by him. Her head was getting lighter. He had one hand supporting her waist while the other played with her free peak then he alternated.
He was trying to distract himself from the urge he had to sink his fangs in her neck. He knew she was wary not just wary of him but wanted him dead, he didn’t want to do anything to make him seem like a freak.
His lips left her peaks brushing against her neck before capturing her lips again. He slowly bent over placing her back against the floor. As much as he wished their first time to be in a proper setting he could not delay further.