His Virgin Mate(35)
“Why?” This whole macho-man thing didn’t make any sense.
“He seeks atonement and vengeance.”
“For what?”
Von turned and backed me up against the wall. His legs settled in the thick folds of my gown’s skirt as he pressed my shoulders to the cold white wall at my back. “I truly do not wish to talk about Cosmo, mate. I want to kiss you and conquer your pussy with my tongue. I want to make you scream my name before I fill your tight virgin ass with my cock.”
He had me at “conquer your pussy with my tongue”. He would turn me into jelly, wring orgasm after orgasm from my body, drown me in ecstasy until I’d let him do anything he wanted, for I knew he would bring me nothing but pleasure.
Still. I was a virgin. I never thought I’d be psyched about going anal before I let a man pop my cherry. But with Von, nothing seemed strange or off limits. The idea of him kneeling behind me like a conqueror, filling me with his hard length made me shudder. I wanted him to fill me up. I wanted him to bury himself in my body and lose control of his. I wanted to be every sexual fantasy he’d ever had come to life. Still, I could just hear my mother’s screeching as she rolled over in her grave. She’d probably be on the phone with Father Samuel and praying for my damned soul.
Still, I wanted Von. I wanted him in every way I could have him. I was going to experience everything.
I blinked slowly and realized I’d frozen in his arms. Patient as ever, Von stared down at me. “Are you well, Lexi? Are you afraid?”
“No.” I shook my head, licked my lips and his attention dropped to my mouth. “I want you. I want to do this.”
“Then what is wrong?”
“On Earth, I…It’s forbidden. A sin. I shouldn’t want you that way.”
Von stopped stroking my hair and lowered his lips to mine. One soft, chaste kiss and I nearly swooned. With one finger under my chin, he tilted my face up. No one was about. We were alone in the hallway outside his room. Everyone was either still at the ball or in their rooms getting it on.
His eyes were serious. “From your hesitation, and from what I’ve heard from other males about their mates from Earth, claiming a mate in the sacred order of the three is not a common occurrence where you are from?”
“I’m a virgin, so I’m not a good guide for what’s common. But no. Anal sex is considered a sin by some. Adventurous by others, but definitely naughty.”
He arched a brow and the corner of his mouth tipped up. “So you haven’t been saving all three of your virginities simply because you did not meet the right Earth man?”
“No. I never wanted anyone before, not like this.” I lifted my hand to his chest and dared a little more, running my palm over his powerful frame until I reached up, twirling my fingers in his dark brown hair. “Before you, I thought—”
His eyes clouded and he lowered his forehead to touch mine as I lifted my other hand to his neck. I loved touching him like this. It made this more real somehow, made him more mine.
“Thought what, Lexi?” he whispered.
“I thought I was broken. I thought something was wrong with me. All my friends were having sex and partying, and I just never…wanted anyone.” I lifted my head slightly so I was looking straight into his eyes. “I’d never even considered anal sex before coming here, and back home I probably would’ve had regular sex before I gave someone a blow job.”
“Blow job?”
God, could this conversation get any more embarrassing? “You know, putting my mouth on your cock?” Even though I’d done it the night before, I still blushed.
“But I loved feeling your hot mouth sucking on my cock. As I loved the taste of your pussy coating my lips and tongue.”
He said it like it was an absolute fact, like we were discussing the weather. “You make me feel so naughty,” I countered, my pulse racing.
“Do you like to be naughty, my Lexi?”
“Yes.” Holy hell, yeah, I did. I felt my cheeks heat even more and his smile widened.
“Did you like what we did last night?” His thumb stroked back and forth over my cheek and it was hard to concentrate on what he was saying. Just a simple touch and I was eager for him. Eager for more.
“You know I did,” I countered. “I screamed your name loud enough.” I grumbled the last and he lifted my chin up a little more, talking to me between kisses.
“Do not be ashamed of what we do. It is perfect. Special. Unique. And if you want to spread your legs nice and wide for me, thrashing about as I lick your perfect pussy, then that’s what I’ll do.”