Most Wanted - A Fantasy Romance Novel (The Shadow Blade Series) (7 page)

Her breath
caught, the heat from his body radiating against her chest. He was staring at
her with a daring look on his face, his lips turned up in that infuriating
smirk.

‘I have a few
ideas,’ she told him, sliding her arms around his neck. She couldn’t wait to
transform his daring smirk into a begging pout.

Even as she stared
into Jax’s eyes she remembered her promise to herself that one day she’d hand
him over to the Brothers. Think of the money, a voice in her head yelled. The
problem was, with him standing half-naked in front of her it was hard to think
of anything else but seeing the rest of him naked.

Jax couldn’t
resist any longer. He swept Ariel into his arms, crushing her against his
chest. His lips found hers, and finally he was kissing her. Those lips he’d
dreamed of tasting were his, were soft and pliant and inviting beneath his, and
she was kissing him with as much passion and urgency as he was kissing her. As
if she couldn’t get enough of him. He sucked on her full bottom lip and her
mouth opened, her tongue coming to twine with his own. Fuck, he wanted her. He
didn’t know what power she had over him but he had never known desire overwhelm
him like this. More than desire. It felt like a need to own her, unravel her,
possess her completely. She pressed the lean curves of her body against his,
and his hands hungrily wandered the length of her, wanting to learn every
curve, every dip, to feel her skin, to touch and taste her.

He heard her
groan as his hands cupped her ass and tugged her closer. She could feel his
hardness, could sense his desire, and when he pushed against her it made her
moan with pleasure. She was knotting her hands in his hair, pulling his head
down to deepen the kiss, pressing her breasts against his chest. He wanted her
so badly he thought he might burst, but he wasn’t going to take her like that,
roughly and quickly against the wall. He wanted her in his bed. He wanted her all
night. He wanted to hear her scream his name and beg for more.

With that in
mind he looped his arm beneath her knees, bent and swept her up into his arms.
Before she could protest he started carrying her up the stairs. She felt limp
and warm, buried against his chest, her arms flung around his neck. He loved
her like this, loved the feeling of her surrender.

He kicked open
the door to his bedroom and set her down. Her arms were still around his neck
and he pushed her backwards against the wall. His hands roamed her body, feeling
her breasts swelling beneath his touch, the little murmurs of pleasure as he
squeezed softly. He squeezed harder and she threw her head back gasping.

He dipped his
head and pulling her breast free from its lace barrier he took a nipple between
his teeth and started to suck. She hardened beautifully against his lips, her
fingernails digging into his shoulders, and he started to suck harder, his
tongue tracing quick circles. She let out a cry.

Reaching between
her shoulder blades, he undid her bra, continuing to suck on her deliciously
hard nipples, curving his tongue around them and nipping with his teeth. He
tossed the bra to the floor and cupped her breasts with his hands instead,
enjoying their fullness. Ariel fisted his hair and held him in place as he
caressed every inch of her body, kissing her navel and her ribs, wanting to
taste every part of her. Her breathing was coming in gasps and he couldn’t wait
to get his tongue between her legs and taste her there, hear her cries when he
sucked on her clitoris.

Jax glanced up
and saw her, leaning against the wall, her head flung back in abandon, her eyes
half-closed and her teeth biting on that full bottom lip and the thought
crossed his mind that he had never been with a woman as beautiful in his life.

Ariel wasn’t
going to give him the satisfaction of crying out again. But it was hard as he
seemed to know instinctively how to touch her, how hard to bite and where to
stroke until her knees felt like they were going to give way.

It was her turn
to do the same to him, to have him turn to putty in her hands. Despite how good
it felt to have him sucking on her nipples and caressing her breasts, she
pulled him off her. He made a grunt of protest but she pushed him until the
backs of his knees bashed the bed and then she shoved him down hard onto the
mattress. He landed with a thunk and her eyes fell to his erection, pressing
insistently against his boxers. ‘Take them off,’ she told him.

‘You first,’ he
said, a line of irritation creasing between his eyes.

Ariel was still
wearing her jeans. She took a step backwards and considered him; the hunger in
his eyes, the rigid, inviting length of him outlined against the white of his
boxers. His gaze skirted over her body, every bit as warm as his touch, and she
saw the flaming desire in them. She had him just where she wanted him. He had
thought he was the one in control but he wasn’t.

Keeping her eyes
on him the whole time, watching his reaction, she kicked off her shoes and then
slid her jeans off. He was holding his breath, biting down on his lip. His
erection swelled against his boxers. She was wearing black lace underwear. As
his eyes took her in, running the length of her, she felt a rush of wetness
between her legs and a sweet ache starting to build inside her. She frowned at
herself. Too fast. She was going to make Jax Sayer beg for her first.

He stood then,
towering over her, and took off his boxers. Ariel stared at his manhood,
standing glistening and proud and felt lost for words. He was huge. Her stomach
flipped in anticipation and her muscles contracted tight at the thought of him pushing
into her, coming inside her. Blood pulsed hot, her breasts felt heavy and
aching, and she could feel herself becoming wetter.

She stepped
closer, her breasts rubbing against his chest, her nipples so hard they were
starting to hurt. His hand came possessively around her waist, pulling her
closer against the rock hardness of his chest. His cock rubbed against her
stomach. She lifted her thigh and he cupped her knee and drew her leg around
his hip. He dipped his head then and kissed the length of her collarbone,
stopping to nip and suck at her nipples and breasts, making her gasp again.
With every lap of his tongue his cock swelled against her stomach. Ariel eased
her leg free, sliding it behind him, and then, without warning, she shoved hard
against his chest, tripping him so he went tumbling backwards onto the bed.

She pounced on
top of him in the next second, straddling him, her thighs squeezing his waist.
His cock rubbed against her clit through the fabric of her underwear, and as he
felt how wet she was, his eyes become hooded, his pupils glazed.

Ariel pinned his
arms above his head. He didn’t fight and when she leaned down and started
kissing his neck, the tendons of his arms and shoulders became taut. Ariel ran
her fingers over the smooth planes of his stomach, feeling him start to roll
and groan beneath her, his hips jerking as he tried to push against her.

 
When she reached his waist she let go of
his arms. Straightaway Jax’s hands grabbed for her, one arm enfolding her
waist, the other reaching between her legs, but she slapped him away. ‘No,’ she
told him fiercely. ‘No touching.’

Jax could feel
the growl building in his chest. She wasn’t surrendering. Instead she was
trying to control the situation, to get the upper hand. He didn’t know why but
he wanted more than just to sleep with Ariel. He didn’t just want to fuck her.
He wanted to dominate her, and the thought confused him. He’d never felt the
need to dominate anyone. It wasn’t aggressive though. He would never hurt her
(as if, he was fairly sure she could beat him in a fight anyway), he just
wanted her to submit to his caresses. He didn’t care if she touched him or not,
he just wanted to give her pleasure, to see her writhe and moan and make her
come. Maybe there was a part of him that wanted to know that this beautiful,
wild stubborn woman was completely his, was at his mercy. But before he could
analyze his thoughts further she had pushed him back on the bed again and was
straddling him.

He tried to rise
up but she was lowering herself down his body, her breasts trailing over his
chest and suddenly he was incapable of anything because her tongue had darted
out and was swirling around the tip of his manhood. The bolt of pleasure that
rocked through him took his breath away. He threw his head back and fisted his
hands in the bed sheets, not wanting to force her head down, not wanting to do
anything but stay exactly as he was, feeling her hot tongue tracing the length
of his shaft. He opened his eyes and stared down at her. She was watching him
with those cat-like eyes through the curtain of her hair.

She grazed her
lips across the head of his cock, teasing him and taunting him with her tongue,
her hands caressing his stomach at the same time. He drew in a half breath,
feeling his muscles contract. Had he ever felt such pleasure? He couldn’t remember.
As he let out a groan Ariel suddenly took all of him in her mouth. He let out a
louder moan as her tongue continued to swirl and suck and her lips rolled over
the sensitive ridges of his shaft, teasing him. She eased her mouth up and
down, each time she sucked on him bringing him closer and closer to the point
of no return.

Ariel eased her
mouth up and down, tasting his pre-come, using her tongue to elicit more
groans. The head of his cock swelled sweetly between her lips. This is how
she’d wanted Jax Sayer, moaning beneath her, totally at her mercy. After a few
minutes, when he was breathing hard and fast, she stopped. His hips jerked as
though thrusting for the feel of her mouth and she smiled smugly. Moving to
straddle his waist, she brushed her hair out of her face and let him take his
fill of her body. His hands gripped her hips, swept the curve of her ass, ran
up her back.

Suddenly she
heard a rip. He had torn her underwear. Pulling them off, he tossed the scrap of
lace to the ground. Ariel’s breath quickened as his gaze dipped to her sex. His
expression turned fierce, even more wolfish than before.

Automatically,
Ariel lifted her hips. She was still straddling him and slowly he slid his
palms down her thighs and then between her legs. She was so wet, so swollen
with desire, that his fingers parted her folds easily. She had to bite down on
her lip to stop from crying out as he started to slowly circle her clitoris,
gently, almost tauntingly, brushing it with his thumb. With an effort she
pulled away, shaking her head at him, and sat up on her knees. She didn’t want
him touching her. She was in control of this, not him.

She pinned his
arms to his sides again, and then sat astride him, his marble-hard cock
brushing her slick, wet lips. God, she wanted him. Just feeling him there,
feeling how hard he was, feeling him rub against her, was taking her close to
the edge. If he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked she thought she would
probably come instantly. But she knew she wanted him inside her when she did
finally surrender.

His eyes found
hers in the low light of the room and she was pleasantly surprised to see he
looked almost to be pleading with her. He was straining beneath her, she could
feel it. He wanted to press into her but was holding back. Ariel taunted him a
little, leaning forwards and brushing her nipples across his lips. He tried to
suck on one but she pulled away again. He lifted his hips to press against her
pulsing clit but she rose up. This was going to be in her time. When she was
ready to take him inside her she would, but no sooner. First she wanted him to
beg.

‘I want you,’ he
growled at her, frustration in his voice.

‘You can’t have
me yet,’ Ariel answered.

His eyes rolled
back in his head but then without warning he tore his arms free, wrapped them
around her waist and spun her over, flat on her back. She pushed against him
but he was twice her weight and size and it was like trying to free herself
from beneath a boulder. She stiffened beneath him, pressing her thighs
together. He wasn’t going to have her this way.

Jax smiled at
her as though to say game on and before she could protest his lips were on his,
his tongue was in her mouth and her head was swirling as thoughts evaporated.

Breathless from
his kiss, black dots started to dance in front of Ariel’s eyes. She tried to
reach for his cock, wanting to feel the thick hotness of it in her hand, even
more feel it inside her, but he took her wrists in one hand and pinned them
firmly above her head, then slowly he kissed a trail all the way down to her
stomach. As much as she tried not to, Ariel started to wriggle beneath him, her
hips rising up to meet him.

His tongue was
suddenly there, on that secret spot between her legs, starting to lap and
circle. She knew she was crying out but the sounds she was making seemed far
away and distant. A part of her was desperate to pull away, to regain the upper
hand, to pin him to the bed and tease him the way he was teasing her, but she
couldn’t. His tongue felt so good, especially when he pushed it inside her as
far as it would go, and she heard him groaning as he tasted her. He circled her
clit, sucking and lapping at it until little pulses of ecstasy started to build
inside her. Oh holy shit. Jax Sayer knew exactly what he was doing. Ariel tried
to jerk her hips away. She didn’t want him to make her come with his tongue.
She wanted him to make her come with his cock. But Jax held her firmly,
refusing to release her, his tongue working furiously to bring her to orgasm.

Eventually, just
as she was on the verge of an orgasm, he pulled away and moved to lie above
her, looking down on her. His arms rested on either side of her head. ‘How much
do you want me inside you?’ he asked.

Ariel was
panting, her pussy aching so much it felt like pain; a sweet, delicious pain
that only one thing could possibly extinguish. She needed him inside her. But
damned if she was going to admit that. Her eyes flashed open. She saw the need
in his too. The game wasn’t over yet. Ariel shrugged at him, parting her lips.

‘Maybe I need to
fuck you with my tongue some more,’ Jax said with a smile.

His words sent a
bolt of pleasure running all the way down Ariel’s spine, a gush of wetness
spilled between her legs. She was so slick that she didn’t doubt that even with
his generous-sized manhood he could slide inside her with no resistance.