Innocent Pawn Ch. 07

The day dragged as questions tumbled through her mind as she thought of Leonn, and the danger he was in should her father catch him.

She barely noticed when a guard knocked before entering with a tray of food that evening and placed it on a low table.

“Thank-you,” she murmured, not turning around from where she gazed out of the window, watching the people below go about their business.

She gave a squeak as the man captured her wrist, dragging her to her feet and tugging her up against his tall frame.

She struggled in his grasp as his mouth closed over hers, cutting off her scream as his muscled body pressed her up against the stone wall.

“Don’t fight me, little one,” he murmured as he pressed kisses down the side of her neck, his hands tangling in the lacy layers of her skirts. “I’ve been dreaming of doing this for days.”

“Leonn,” she gasped in astonishment, her fists pausing where they beat against his chest.

The breath caught in her throat as his fingers slid up her inner thigh to cup her mound.

“God,” he muttered as he found her slick heat. She arched against him as a finger slid up inside of her, before slowly withdrawing.

“Forgive me,” he muttered as he gripped her by the hips and lifted her, her legs instinctively wrapping around him. She held her breath as she felt the moist tip prod her, sliding along her folds as he sought her dewy gate. She moaned as he slid up inside of her before drawing out and surging back in, this time to the hilt.

She was speared on his thick length as his burning amber eyes gazed down into her wide green ones, giving her no quarter as he withdrew and slammed back up inside of her.

She moaned as he took her up against the wall with brutal strokes, driving over and over into her yielding flesh. She clung to him, her body moistening, opening itself up to the fierce invasion.

“Forgive me,” he muttered as he rammed inside of her as the urgency of his need drove him to a fierce climax. She clung to him for support her as he held her there up against the wall, feeling his warmth inside of her.

She gasped as with little warning he shifted her slightly, his arms holding her firm as he walked over to the bed.

His mouth cut off her cry of surprise as they tumbled onto the mattress, slanting over hers as he explored her moist depths.

She moaned against his mouth, her hands running up over his chest, tugging up the tunic in her father’s colours as her hands sought the warm flesh lightly matted with golden hairs beneath.

His hands explored her, delving beneath her low neckline to cup her tiny breasts with their hard rosy tips.

She arched against his hands as her tongue tangled with his, lost to everything but the sensations he wrought in her. Her eyes widened as she felt him harden inside of her, and he chuckled at her surprise as a blush warmed her cheeks.

Heat shivered down her spine as his fingers caressed her breasts, her nails dragging down his chest as his mouth left hers to close over a tight tip, her head falling back as his hands slid beneath her back, lifting her to his mouth.

“Leonn,” she gasped as he shifted inside of her, his thickness pulsing in her tight sheath.

She barely caught her breath before he began to ease in out and of her with long, forceful strokes. He gazed down into her soft green eyes as he slid up deep inside of her, tormenting her, flaming her need.

She felt out of control, her fingers clutching at his buttocks as he rode her at a leisurely pace.

“Harder,” she gasped, wanting this teasing torment to end yet to never to stop, her body writhing beneath his.

She gasped as he rolled onto his back, taking her with him so that she ended up on top of him, her thighs straddling his hips.

“What…” She arched on top of him, her hands clutching his chest for purchase as his hips bucked beneath her, rocking inside of her with a frenzy that took her breath away.

“Ride me,” he commanded, his palms sliding up her thighs to grasp her hips, lifting and dropping her on the thickness of his column as the sensations built up inside of her.

She lifted herself off of him before sinking back down, impaling herself on him over and over as sensation pooled between her thighs, driving her on in a frenzy of need.

The breath caught in her throat as his thumb delved in the damp nest of curls at the apex of her thighs, finding the pink jewel hidden in their depths.

“Oh,” she gasped. “Oh!” Her whole body arched on top of him as sensation rippled through her, her head thrown back, the breath torn from her lungs as she came on top of him.

She gasped as he rolled her beneath him, his hips slamming against hers as she rippled around him, sucking him in as she bucked and moaned beneath him.

He took her with fierce strokes, ramming into her, no longer holding back as he poured into her with a groan.

She lay beneath him, shattered by the force of their joining, his forehead pressed against hers as their breathing slowed.

Her lashes fluttered close as his lips closed tenderly over hers, his fingers stealing up to cup her face.

“I must go,” he murmured, before stiffening on top of her. Whatever else he was going to say was lost as they both heard a noise.

“Hide,” she whispered desperately as she heard footsteps approaching her door. She watched in amused horror as he tried to fold his tall body beneath the heavy wooden bed frame, before turning to watch as the door swung open.

She swallowed hard as the light from the candles in the hall fell on her father as he filled the door frame, dressed only in a robe.

To be continued…