Lover Awakened (Black Dagger Brotherhood #3)(57)

“I want to kiss you here,” she said. “All right?”

He nodded and licked his lips.

The moment her mouth made contact, his body jerked like someone had yanked all of his arms and legs at once. She didn’t stop. She sucked the piercing in and twirled her tongue around it.

Zsadist moaned, the low sound a great rumble in his chest; then he inhaled with a hiss. His head pitched back into the pillow, but he kept it at an angle so he could keep watching her.

When she flicked the silver hoop, then tugged on it a little, he arched off the bed, one leg bending up, his heel digging into the mattress. She tickled his nipple again and then again until he balled the comforter in his fists.

“Oh…f*ck, Bella…” He was breathing in a hard, raw rhythm, heat radiating out of him. “What are you doing to me?”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Either that or do it harder.”

“How about a little more?”

“Yeah…a little more.”

She worked him with her mouth, playing with the ring, driving him until his hips started to swivel.

When she looked down his body, she lost her rhythm. His erection was massive as it pushed up against the thin nylon of his warm-ups, and she saw all of it: the blunt head with its graceful ridge, the thick shaft, the twin weights below.

Good Lord. He was…huge.

She went utterly wet between her thighs and shifted her gaze to meet his. His eyelids were still peeled back and his mouth open as awe and shock and hunger warred in his face.

She reached up and pushed her thumb between his lips. “Suck me.”

He latched on with a great pull, watching her as she kept going. A frenzy was taking hold of him; she could sense it. The lust was building in him, turning him into a powder keg, and holy hell, she wanted him. She wanted him to explode all over her. Inside of her.

She released his nipple, pulled her thumb out of his mouth, and reared up to thrust her tongue between his lips. At the invasion he groaned wildly, his great body bucking against the hold he kept on the covers.

She wanted him to let go and touch her, but she couldn’t wait. This first time, she would have to take control. She pushed the covers away, slid her upper body onto his chest, and threw her leg over his hips.

The instant her weight came on top of him, he went stiff and stopped kissing her back.

“Zsadist?”

He threw her off of him with so much force, she bounced on the mattress.





Zsadist bolted from the bed, panting and whacked-out, his body trapped between the past and the present, stretched thin between the two.

Part of him wanted more of what Bella was doing to him. Hell, he was dying to keep exploring his first taste of arousal. The sensations were incredible. A revelation. The only thing good he’d felt in…forever.

Dear Virgin in the Fade, no wonder males killed to protect their mates.

Except he couldn’t bear having a female on top of him, even if it was Bella, and the wild panic pounding through him right now was dangerous. What if he lashed out at her? For God’s sake, he’d already thrown her across the damn bed.

He glanced at her. She looked so achingly beautiful in the tangled sheets and scattered pillows. But he was terrified of her, and because of that, terrified for her. The touching and the kissing, however much he’d been into them in the beginning, were too much of a trigger for him. And he couldn’t put himself in a position where he got this upset when he was around her.

“We’re not going there again,” he said. “That shit’s not happening.”

“You liked it.” Her voice was soft but strong. “I could feel your blood race under my hands.”

“No arguments.”

“Your body’s hard for me.”

“Do you want to get hurt?” As she tightened her hold on a pillow, he pressed harder. “Because, straight up, sex and I only go one way, and it’s nothing you want to be a part of.”

“I liked the way you kissed me. I want to lay with you. Make love with you.”

“Make love? Make love?” He spread his arms out. “Bella…all I’ve got to offer you is f*cking. You won’t like it, and frankly I won’t like doing it to you. You’re so much better than that.”

“I felt your lips on mine. They were gentle—”

“Oh, please—”

“Shut up and let me finish!”

Z’s mouth dropped open, sure as if she’d booted him in the ass. No one ever took that tone of voice with him. The anomaly alone would have gotten his attention, but the fact that it was her stunned him out.

Bella pushed her hair over her shoulder. “If you don’t want to be with me, fine. Just say so. But don’t hide behind wanting to protect me. You think I don’t know the sex would be rough with you?”

“Is that why you want it?” he asked in a dead voice. “You think you only deserve to be hurt now, after the lesser?”

She frowned. “Not at all. But if that’s the only way I can have you, then that’s how I’ll take you.”

He ran his hand back and forth over his skull trim, hoping the friction might get his brain to work.

“I think you’re confused.” He looked down at the floor. “You have no idea what you’re saying right now.”