Free Web NovelChapter 39: Mine I*
My stomach curled, flipping a thousand times at the sensuous way Blaise had phrased his sentence. I bit my bottom lip, my eyes trained on him in a honeyed gaze, unable to tear them apart.
He leaned in, gently pressing kiss after kiss to my lips, but I knew that they were by no means meant to be soft and careful. These were calculated kisses, enough to get me immersed in the wonders of his touch before he would pull away, pulling back just as I pressed on.
Every time Blaise pulled back, he wouldn’t move too far away. He would simply smile, remaining just an inch or so apart so that our breaths still mingled but our skins couldn’t touch.
Unable to withstand the deviously handsome smiles, I pulled him close and smashed our lips together, hungrily moving against him. Surprisingly Blaise complied, moving with me. His tongue ran across my bottom lip and I parted my lips, allowing his tongue to dart in.
My hands reached forward and under Blaise’s shirt, running up the outlines of his defined abs. The ridges of his muscles created dips and rises along his smooth skin, a sensation that drove my imagination wild.
Lust had me in a chokehold. I couldn’t think straight. All I wanted was to rip Blaise’s clothes right off him so that I could have a look at the very thing I was touching. And my fingers did just that. I gripped the edge of Blaise’s shirt, pulling it up so that I could get it over his head.
Just then, however, Blaise’s hand forcefully gripped mine, holding them in place.
"Uh uh uh," he murmured softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Not so fast, little one."
With our foreheads pressed together, our gazes were locked. While Blaise and Damon may be identical twins, there was just one thing that was different about them― their eyes.
Damon’s eyes were an electric blue that seemed to glow, but Blaise’s were silver in color. They looked like a swirling pool of molten metal, specks of glitter dotted in them, taking my breath away with every second. They were the color of the moon in the night sky, the surest sign that he was a child blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.
"I want to see you," I said, my voice throaty. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
"Aren’t you seeing me now?" he replied with a teasing smile.
"I want to see all of you."
Blaise grinned, using one hand to pull the shirt free from his body, revealing a perfectly sculpted torso that resembled the sculptures of gods. He leaned in as soon as my eyes roamed down his chest to his abdomen, sealing my lips with a kiss before I could wander down even further.
As he did so, his hands moved down until it landed at the zips of my jeans. He quickly pulled it down, slipping his hand into my pants. His lips curved into a smile against mine.
"So wet already," he murmured.
His fingers began to draw circles right at the center, just teasing the entrance of my core. I could feel him brush against my lips through my panties, aided by the slick that had formed on the fabric.
I whined against his kiss, arching my back so that I could press against him to generate more pressure, but Blaise seemed to know what I was thinking. He pulled back every time I bucked my hips forward, denying me the increased sensation that I so desperately craved.
"Be good," he said, before his fingers flicked my clit, causing a jolt of pleasure to run through my body all of a sudden.
A sharp gasp escaped my lips as I flinched just from the small touch alone. His teases had gotten me even more aroused than before and my underwear was basically soaked through.
Blaise knew too, for he chuckled, pressing his finger in to push the fabric of my panties past my lips. He toyed with me that way for a few more strokes, going in and out and watching as I writhed, desperately needing release.
"Fuck, Blaise," I whined, wiggling my hips against his fingers. This time, he didn’t pull away, allowing me to grind against him. "Please."
"Please... what?" he asked.
That jester smile was still hanging off his lips, his fingers drawing circles against me. He even pulled my panties to one side so that his skin finally touched mine, the pad of his thumb pressing against my clit as his middle finger caressed my entrance.
I shakily breathed out, moaning as he did so. I didn’t know why. Maybe it was because he was my fated mate and thus everything he did caused my body to react this way, or maybe I was too deprived of touch, or maybe Blaise was just good at this. Either way, I was about to go insane even though Blaise hadn’t even done much.
"Please just..."
"Just?" He hummed.
"Fuck. Please just fuck me already. Make me yours."
A laugh escaped Blaise’s lips. "Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?" freewebnσvel.cøm
It was a little humiliating to beg, but all rationality of mine had already been chucked out of the window. I hadn’t even fully registered Blaise pulling my pants off, his as well, before yanking my panties to one side.
In one swift movement, his cock pierced right through me, buried inside hilt-deep. My mind blanked into a sea of white, shivering as I clenched hard against him.
He chuckled in disbelief, his hand reaching down to thumb my clit as I rocked against him to ride out the sudden climax.
"Did you come already?" he asked even though he fully well knew the answer.
I did. But I wasn’t going to admit it, not when it wasn’t even nearly enough. I took in a huge gulp of air to regulate my breathing, peeking through my eyelashes, my vision blurred, just to see Blaise’s cocky smile.
"Of course not," I lied right through my teeth. "Is that the best you can do?"
"Oh?" Blaise mused. "You’ll come to regret saying that, sweet Harper."
