A Touch of Lilly (14 page)

He
pressed his forehead to hers. “I want you, Lilly. Like an
alcoholic wants his next drink, I need you.” His heavy pants
heated her face. “Tell me now if you don’t want this and
I’ll stop. I’ll die a slow agonizing death…but
I’ll stop.” His laughter filled her heart.

Lilly
couldn’t remember the last time she needed someone so badly. It
had nothing to do with the sexual energy thrumming through her veins
and everything to do with the fact that the man prostrate before her
understood it was
her
need driving them both and
still
he wanted her. There was some comfort in that.

“
If
you stop…
I’ll
kill you,” she whispered.

Dallas
inhaled a shaky breath and gently pressed his lips to hers.

Oh
hell no.
“Don’t go easy on my account,” she
said against his mouth. “In the state I’m in, fast and
hard works just fine for me.”

He
tipped his head back, his smile slow and reckless—as if a plan
was formulating. “Far be it for me to ignore a lady’s
request.” The words were low and deadly, promising all the
wickedness glinting in his eyes. “Hang on tight, Lilly. You’re
in for one hell of a ride.”

His
mouth came down on hers, devouring her in its breathless path to
possess. Lilly’s head fell back against the chair as his lips
broke from hers, raking a path of moist heat and raw lust along her
jaw and down her neck. While his teeth scraped over her pulse points,
his hands swept across her shoulders, peeling his shirt away as they
went.

Dallas
let it slide seductively over her breasts until it lay in a pile in
her lap. When the broad heat of his palms slid over her achy mounds
and squeezed, she couldn’t hold back the moan of need keening
from her lips.

Dallas
chuckled. “I’ve only just begun.” He bit playfully
at her neck then licked the spot his teeth had grazed. He rolled the
hard peaks of her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers at the
same time, sending sparks straight down her center. His mouth kissed
a hot path to her breast. The damp curls of his hair tickled along
her heated skin, a wonderful contrast to the nip of pain he inflicted
with his love bites to her nipples. Her back arched, pressing her
heated flesh harder against his talented hands and greedy mouth.
Dallas pressed her breasts close together with his hands and flicked
his tongue from one aching nipple to the other. Pleasure careened
along her nerves, shooting straight to her clitoris, her body
trembling against the assault.

As
much as she wanted to dig her fingers through the thick curls of his
hair and pull Dallas close, being bound to the chair lent another
level of eroticism to his touches. She could neither fight the
onslaught of sensations nor change his course. Not that she wanted to
do either. The man certainly had moves that required no assistance or
instruction.

With
one hand still on her breast, the other tripped down her rib cage and
gathered a corner of the shirt still covering her lap. With slow
deliberation, Dallas dragged the material over her thighs and she
canted her hips, loving the feeling of the soft material over her
naked flesh. The erotic scent of her arousal hung in the air.

Dallas
filled his lungs. “That’s a heady perfume, Lilly. It’s
enough to drive a man insane with need.”

She
wasn’t sure if he had intended them to, but his words stiffened
her back and knotted her stomach. With just one sentence Dallas had
slammed the door on her fantasy that being with him would be
different. For once she’d wanted to believe this union was more
than just a mindless rutting brought on by the lustful odor of her
body. Like bees to honey, men just couldn’t resist the
attraction.

Lilly
had let herself believe that Dallas was somehow different.

Dallas
hesitated. Leaning back, he studied her. “Did I say something
wrong?”

Yes.
“No.” She shook her head to emphasize the word she didn’t
feel. Now she was more interested in finishing what had begun and
powering down her energy. How Dallas chose to get them both off and
break the bond, didn’t matter anymore. Lilly just wasn’t
sure how he’d complete the task with her tied to the confining
chair. “Wouldn’t you be more comfortable doing this over
there on the bed?” She tipped her chin toward the large
sleeping pallet in the corner piled with decorative pillows.

He
frowned with confusion. “I don’t intend this to be about
me, Lilly.” Dallas planted a tender kiss on her inner thigh.
“This is about what I’m going to do for you.” His
hands squeezed her calves, and she swore she felt the heat of them
even through the leather of her boots. “I rather like having
you at my mercy. And from my perspective…” his teeth dug
into the tender skin just above her birthmark and Lilly bit her cheek
to hold back her cry, “it’s rather obvious you’re
enjoying it too.” His palms skimmed up the outside of her legs
as his teeth nipped a path to her most sensitive flesh. “And I
intend to take full advantage.”

Dallas’
actions made no sense. The man urging her thighs wider seemed willing
to delay his own gratification to satisfy her needs first. Even as
confusion clouded her thoughts, Lilly lifted her hips, exposing her
weeping cleft and allowing his thumbs access to spread her swollen
lower lips.

“
That’s
right, Lilly, open for me.” He filled his lungs with her scent.
“I have no intention of untying you until I have you begging.”
Dallas blew up her slit and she writhed at the thrill of the chilled
air. “And even then I might keep you there just to hear you
continue to scream for me.”

Two
fingers spread her lips, exposing the aching bud of her clitoris.
When Dallas put his mouth on her slick flesh, the silken touch of his
tongue was like a flame licking over the pearled nub. He sucked her
clit into his mouth and tortured it with hot little flicks. The
pleasure blazed over her nerves, spreading out to scorch a path to
the tips of her fingers and toes. Dallas’ other hand slid along
her inner thigh, swirling two thick fingers in her cream before
pressing them into her clenching channel, drawing a moan of bliss
from her throat.

She
couldn’t believe this was happening. Like their encounter in
the alley, he was willing to satisfy her needs first. Lilly wanted to
contemplate his motives, but the carnal sensations he was creating in
her body made all logical thought impossible.

The
sexy slurping noises of Dallas finger-fucking her, the sight of his
head in her lap and the electrical currents radiating out from her
core brought on a climax so hard and so fast, Lilly was bucking
against the ropes and screaming his name before she had time to
process what was happening. Because her energy level was so high for
so long, the explosion of rapture burst over every nerve and trembled
through every muscle of her body. With no way to move, her nails bit
deeply into her palms and her toes curled in her boots. The sexual
energy ebbed even as her body quaked and shattered in ecstasy.

Despite
the erotic current pulsing out from her, Dallas seemed content to
focus solely on her. When she looked down in wonder, the last
shudders of her orgasm clenching her belly, she found him staring at
her. He smiled and laved up her slit as if he couldn’t get
enough of her slick honey.

“
Like
what you see?” she asked.

“
A
beautiful woman reaching orgasm while she screams my name? What’s
not to enjoy?” His triumphant grin warmed her heart.

He
held her gaze as his caresses became gentle nibbles on her sex and
thighs. Pulling his fingers from her channel, Dallas sucked off her
juices and groaned with pleasure.

“
That’s
a smug look of satisfaction you’re wearing.” she said,
breathless. Without the energy snapping over her nerves, her body
melted into the chair. She swore the heat that had coursed through
her had liquefied her bones.

Dallas
trailed kisses up her hip and stomach as he rose on his knees. “After
a woman’s screamed your name in the throes of a rather
thunderous orgasm,” his teeth grazed her nipple, “why
shouldn’t a man be pleased?”

He
laughed and captured her mouth with his.

The
taste of her honey burst on her tongue as Dallas kissed her with a
rapacious hunger that sparked her barely cooled ardor. His hand slid
up her belly to cup the weighty flesh of her breast and she arched
into his touch, surprised her muscles could respond.

Breaking
the kiss, Dallas laid his forehead against hers, his thumb brushing
her sensitive nipple. “If I untie you, will you run?”

Her
head shook even before she thought about the question. Only an hour
ago she thought this man intended to kill her. Thirty minutes ago she
believed he would ship her to the outer reaches of Krystallos Three
to be enslaved. Now, despite the looming threat of an interrogation,
she just wanted to curl up in Dallas’ arms and steal a few
minutes of security in his embrace.

Dallas
carefully picked up the dagger and cut through the bindings at her
ankles. He stood, walked around the chair and sliced the bindings at
her wrists.

Lilly
hugged herself, stretching the tight muscles of her shoulders.
Rubbing her hands together, she worked blood back into her tingling
hands. In the thrill of being bound and at Dallas’ mercy, she
hadn’t realized just how sore they’d become.

He
stood beside the chair and pulled her to her feet. His hands massaged
her shoulders, concern lining his face. “You should’ve
said something if they were too tight.”

She
smiled and nipped his chin. “I had other things on my mind and
didn’t notice.”

He
laughed and pulled her against him, his arms anchoring her to his
hard body. The heat of his skin against her torso shot a burst of
longing down her core. She thought the amount of energy that had been
released had drained her. But standing this close to him, her breasts
pressed against the warm skin of his chest and his erection rubbing
her belly, Lilly’s body once again thrummed with need.

“
I
believe you have entirely too many clothes on, Dallas.” She
tipped her hips and ground her pubic bone against his fly.

“
Do
you have something in mind?”

She
undid his buckle and unsnapped his jeans. “Well, if Thaegan’s
going to take all night, I’d like to repeat the performance in
the alley a few more times.” Lilly really wanted to ask how
Dallas had managed to control himself when her energy had been
pulsing and driving the Ka’al mad with need. But having sex
with her wasn’t really a choice any male
made
, just the
result of her gift. She’d tried to accept that fact years ago.
Veering the conversation in that direction wouldn’t accomplish
anything except making her feel small and insignificant.

“
Maybe
we could take advantage of the comfortable bed in the corner.”
She nodded once again to the functional pallet that passed for
sleeping space in the one-room cabin.

“
That
could be arranged.” His dimple deepened around the smile
curving his lips.

She
couldn’t tear her gaze from the unfathomable depths of his
soulful eyes. Eyes that raked her face with the desperation of man in
the desert seeking water. Eyes hooded with sexual hunger. Eyes filled
with a compassion she could almost believe in.

But
reality was a bitch. None of that was real and Lilly chose to ignore
that fact and lose herself once again in the fantasy of Dallas’
desire. She maneuvered the jeans off his hips, releasing the velvet
heat of his erection to brush against her hip. Trapping his penis
between their bodies, she rolled her hips, pressing her belly against
his cock. She tipped up on her toes, catching his groans of pleasure
in her mouth as she kissed him long and hard, the taste of her still
on his tongue.

Dallas’
arms slid around her back, his fingers digging into her ass, holding
her tight to him. The soft fur of his chest teased her nipples into
tight points. His muscles trembled with the need he’d worked so
hard to control. Lilly pulled him closer, letting herself imagine his
desire was about
her
.

Dallas
had given her so much pleasure and as much as she wanted to feel him
buried in her, stretching and filling her, Lilly wanted to offer him
something in return. Breaking from his kiss, she trailed love bites
along his chin and down the taut cords of his neck. She slid down his
stomach, intent on tasting his hot cock in her mouth. She pushed the
jeans down his thighs and the dagger fell from his waistband to the
floor with a heavy thud.

Lilly
reached for it as the door slammed open.

Chapter Seven

“
What
the fuck…” Thaegan’s heavy steps pounded across
the floor. “Watch out, Sawyer, she’s got the dagger!”

In
the split second it took Dallas’ lust-fogged mind to register
Thaegan’s sudden appearance, he interpreted exactly what the
Ka’al saw—the mess scattered on the floor behind them,
Lilly’s unbound naked form bending seductively in front of him
and the Seraphelium taking control with the deadly Ba’alkin
dagger sliding toward his vital organs. With the jeans tangled around
his ankles, there wasn’t much Dallas could do to protect either
of them from the oncoming freight train that was his partner. He
curled his body over in hopes of shielding Lilly from the blow, but
survival instincts had her moving like a shot.