Violet Zerotta’s Hasty Marriage - Chapter 74

The cloth couldn’t withstand the force of his grip and slipped down her body. He buried his face in the fully revealed swell of her b*****s.

Like a starving man at last fed, Aldrick inhaled her scent deeply, took a fistful of flesh in his mouth, and muttered a curse that was more of an exclamation.

“Damn… I’ve missed this so much.”

Pressing his nose into the hollow between her b*****s, he mumbled to himself. Violet wondered whether he’d missed her or just her b*****s.

Of course, she didn’t mind. The feel of his cheeks and lips against her skin sent heat flooding through her.

“Aldrick—your lips…”

Her excitement spiking, she suddenly wanted a hot, sticky kiss. As she asked, he lifted himself and claimed her parted mouth with abandon.

Their tongues tangled hungrily, as if neither would ever let go. His probing tongue, exploring every corner of her mouth, made her nose thrum with pleasure.

Shouldn’t they move to the bed soon?

No sooner had she thought it than Aldrick released her lips, and, instead of carrying her to the bed, spun her back around.

So she found herself standing before the mirror, just as she had when she’d admired her naked body alone earlier.

But it felt entirely different with him beside her. The thought that he was seeing every inch of her reflected in that mirror made her cheeks burn.

“Aldrick, this is a bit—”

Seeing him in the glass made her pause. His eyes, half-crazed, roved over her body with an intensity that silenced her.

“This mirror merchant said it was rare—imported from Aslan at great expense…”

Before she could react, his arm slid around her soft waist and pinned her against the glass.

“To be honest, I’ve been looking forward to this ever since I bought it.”

One arm held her hips firmly, the other clasped her b****t.

“You’re so beautiful, Violet. I nearly died of surprise when I saw you half-naked and gazing at yourself in here.”

He nibbled on her earlobe as he spoke, sending shivers down her spine. She wanted to close her eyes against the embarrassment, but she couldn’t tear her gaze from the mirror.

In the reflection, Aldrick’s huge hand crushed and kneaded her ample flesh as he willed it into shape.

The roughness of his grip on her tender skin felt intoxicatingly perfect. But seeing it with her own eyes was almost too much.

“Nngh—!”

Before she could even process it, a more intense sensation swept over her. Aldrick’s thumb, pressing and rolling her hardened n****e as if he intended to crush it, sent a jolt of fire through her.

Violet cried out less with pain than with a shocked delight.

“Oh… Aldrick. Wait… this is too… can we—let’s go to the bed, please.”

At the same moment her b*****s were being toyed with, his hot breath and lips found the nape of her neck. He bit gently at the soft flesh of her shoulder, and she felt a delicious chill at the base of her skull.

Although his fingers were playing at the apex of her b****t, each deliberate pinch and twist of her e***t peak sent sharp sparks of pleasure down between her legs and along her lower back.

“You should have expected this if you came here naked and waiting for me, Violet.”

She wanted to protest, but her tongue felt leaden. It had been so long since they’d touched that every small sensation rippled through her like wildfire.

Her legs threatened to give out at merely the caress of his hands. To stay upright, she clung to his muscular arms.

“You’re so beautiful. It’s maddening how much I want you…”

Bracing her, he kissed her face and shoulders, as though to confirm every inch of her.

Meanwhile, his hand slipped beneath her skirt, forcing apart her thighs and probing for something far more intimate.

“Wait, Aldrick—this is a bit much. Let’s get to the bed, take our time—”

“I’m sorry, Violet. I really am, but I don’t have the patience. I feel like I’m going to burst before we even reach the bed.”

Proving his words true, his e******n pressed insistently against the small of her back through his breeches. Absorbed by that intense hardness, Violet didn’t notice when his hand slipped deeper into her skirts, finding and stroking her.

“Oh. Wait, Aldrick— Aahh—”

She barely managed to cry out before he redoubled his ministrations, fingering her through the thin cloth as he pressed his length against her again.