Chapter 19 DARK SEDUCTION
Ginnie
My breath shuddered as I obeyed Varkos, parting slowly under him.
“You claim to hate me so much,” he whispered, his lips trailing down my neck so warm making me shiver with every kiss lower, lower, until he hovered above my chest. “But you seem to be enjoying every bit of this.”
I could only watch him with my wide-eyed eyes as his hand came up to cup my breast. His rough palms pressed through the thin fabric of my dress. With one swift tug, he freed me, and the cool air bit my bare skin the moment his eyes locked with mine.
He leaned in with his mouth parted. The hot pull of his lips around my nipple tore a shameful moan from me. My head fell back, arching into him as pleasure shot through me.
His tongue flicked and sucked with a motion that made my thighs tremble, while his other hand rolled and teased my other nipple until I’d lost my mind.
“V…Varkos—“ the name broke from me on a gasp.
But he paid me no attention, his mouth relentless, sucking harder, then teasing, only to circle my nipple with his tongue until my breath broke in stuttered gasps.
My fingers tangled in his hair before I could stop them, tugging, holding. So desperate for something I didn’t even have words for. But Gosh, I was doing it. I couldn’t believe my fingers were in his hair. Varkos Draven’s hair.
When he finally lifted his head, my chest rose and fell wildly, every nerve in me stretched further. He didn’t look away, not even once. His dark eyes pinned me to a place, while his hand squeezed and kneaded until I whimpered from the raw ache between my thighs.
“You’ve been waiting for this a long time, haven't you?” He murmured, his lips brushing the skin his mouth had left marked. “You like me claiming you like this.”
Heat shot through me along with shame and hunger mixed. I couldn’t speak or even deny his words because some part of me wanted more, so I only nodded with my cheeks flaming and my body betraying me with another arch into his touch.
A sly smirk curved at the corner of his mouth before he captured my lips again, dragging me into another bruising kiss as his tongue swept mine fiercely, while his hands stayed tangled in the fabric around my breast tugging and exposing more of me to him.
And I let him, God help me, I fucking let the man I despised so much have his way with me again..just like that night.
His mouth left mine long enough to whisper against my ear. “Strip off your clothes.”
The words hit me like fire so blunt and commanding, my weak body reacting before my mind could. My fingers fumbled at the strap of my dress, pushing it down until cool air brushed my bare skin and I was completely exposed beneath his gaze. My heart pounded so violently that he must have heard it.
Varkos’s eyes darkened as he looked at me like a predator savoring the sight. Then he moved lower, his weight shifting on the mattress, until he was between my thighs. His hand parted my thighs slowly, the action sending a rush of heat through me.
Part fear because I shouldn’t be doing this, and part an unbearable anticipation. Hell, I wanted this, I was aching for him already. I shivered as he kissed one thigh and then the other. His lips left trails that made me want him more. When his gaze finally lifted to mine, his mouth curved into that same infuriating smirk from that night, six years ago.
I tried to close my legs, shame and desire knitting inside me, but he only chuckled amused. “Stop trying to fight it, Ginnie.”
Nothing was gentle as his hands pushed my knees apart, bit by bit until I was open for him, trembling wet, and aching so badly it hurt. His breath ghosted over me, hot and maddening, and every nerve in my body screamed with anticipation.
“Look at me,” Varkos murmured, dragging a finger along the slick heat between my thighs. I jolted at the touch, my lips parting on a gasp as his eyes lifted briefly, catching mine before returning to the place that had me shivering with both fear and need.
Then his mouth was on me.
The first stroke of his tongue made my hips jerk and a strangled moan tore from my throat. My fingers gripped the sheets, clutching tight but the fire only spread when he sucked hard and his tongue circled and flicked until I was trembling under him.
“Oh! God! Varkos!” I cried, arching helplessly as his hands held me down. The vibration shot through my core and then he licked deeper and slower, savoring every reaction I couldn’t hold back.
“Keep those legs open for me,” he growled, his voice both rough and steady between licks, his fingers pushing my thighs wider. “Good girl.”
Then his tongue moved faster, until I was panting and my back was bowing off the bed with my body chasing every flick of his and every ruthless pull of his mouth, making me want even more of him.
I was already so close, my body wound up so tight it felt like a single touch more would send me spiraling over the edge. But every moan that broke from me only seemed to amuse him.
“Varkos. Please!” My voice cracked on his name, raw and desperate, the sound scraping out of my chest before I could stop it.
For a brief moment, something flickered in his eyes as he looked up to me. His lips parted, as if he was about to say something that would either damn me completely or pull me under for good.
Then—
KNOCK
KNOCK
The sound shattered through the moment between us. “Varkos?” A familiar voice called out, laced with suspicion.
Kenna.
“Who are you in there with?” Kenna asked again, her voice coming out possessive now.