My lips part but nothing comes out.Eros removed his fingers now, languidly licking them off one by one with a sinful expression on his feral face.
I felt oddly bereft and empty without his fingers inside of me.
My core clenched repeatedly but he refused to touch me until I said those words.
"Please, Eros. Please," I finally whimpered out pathetically, yet it seemed that I was becoming extremely aroused by begging him.
I"m sick.
I know.
A seemingly carnal and Ches.h.i.+re grin made way onto his face when his mouth attacks my c.l.i.t with a fury not known to mankind.
He bit softly on the swollen protruding flesh before pulling it outwards.
The pain and pleasure seemed to force my body back into the stages of o.r.g.a.s.m.
His fingers rapidly stroked in and out frantically, working my heated flesh while focusing on a spot inside that made my head fall back onto the bed at each curl of his talented fingers.
Then, a third finger is slowly inserted along with the other two until I felt as if I had been stretched to the limit with a slight sling of discomfort.
My thighs trembled and everything came to a seizing climax, stars floating in bright white light before my eyes.
I choked back a scream, bended my legs, and curled my toes into the sheets.
The extremely mind-shattering o.r.g.a.s.m made my mouth fall open in a gasping and breathy cry.
I was literally sobbing at this point.
All my pores thoroughly satisfied while my womb clenched tightly with more juices gus.h.i.+ng from my core to coat Eros" mouth.
Throughout the o.r.g.a.s.m, I hadn"t noticed that Eros" fingers had been removed.
When I shakily opened my eyes, I saw Eros in his full naked glory.
And his hard erection was standing as if to salute me.
Well, h.e.l.lo there not-so-little Eros.
I barely recovered from the last o.r.g.a.s.m when his body blocked off the light and cast a shadow over my face, leaving me with an arousing view of his entirely wors.h.i.+p-worthy body.
Needless to say, but Eros was born perfect in every way.
No scars or marks of imperfection like I expected for a person who had lived over 900 years and been through countless battles and wars.
I wouldn"t have minded if he did have scars or marks on his body because they were proof of his strength and courage.
"G.o.d, Emira. If only you knew how long I"ve waited for you," he murmured sensually along my neck, soft lips skimming the surface of my skin at every intake of air. "How long I"ve dreamt of having you here, under me, around me."
My breath hitched in my throat.
"Begging me to f.u.c.k you until you can"t even walk straight. Begging me to fill you up to the brim until you can"t take it anymore. Until you"re dripping with my seed buried deep inside of you." His words were barely a wisp of warm air against my lips, yet I heard every word, every inflection in his low and silken voice that seemed to stroke my skin at every pa.s.sing.
My heart stuttered a beat and my cheeks were extremely hot with a blush that I knew covered a majority of my face.
Eros is an extremely good example of a gentleman in the streets and a freak in the bed.
He dirty talked and I, apparently, liked it.
A lot.
Before long, Eros" tapered fingers stroked the underside of my knee, caressed the delicate skin before easing my legs further apart to settle between my lewdly spread thighs.
I blinked slowly when something rather intimidating in height and build caught my attention, managing to thoroughly pull me out of my thoughts like a bullet to the foot.
Holy c.r.a.p.
How in the h.e.l.l is that going to fit?
I swallowed dryly and couldn"t help but wonder if this was going to hurt very much.
I could already tell that there was no way something that big would fit inside and I was rather apprehensive to try.
"Is it too late to back out?" I joked, verbally vomiting in nervousness that suddenly blossomed inside of me like spilled water on a marble surface.