Free [Phantom Warriors 01] Bacchus by Jordan Summers Page B

turned her head to the side to see him. Bacchus looked wild
    with passion, damn near insane. The black of his pupils narrowed until they were mere
    slits in his eyes. She was far too gone to make sense of the change.
    She felt his free hand move between their bodies and begin to work at his clothing.
    Within a couple of minutes he’d managed to strip down to a thin red suit that appeared
    to cover his entire length.
    “Do not move,” he barked the command.
    Jill wasn’t about to go anywhere.
    He released her long enough to slide out of the… was he wearing long underwear?
    Jill frowned, but thought it went right along with the other strange dichotomies she’d
    witnessed in his behavior. The second he pulled the material away from his lower body,
    her mind ceased to function.
    Good God! Look at the size of that thing. The man could give Priapus a complex.
    Jill’s eyes rounded to saucers as she drank in the sheer beauty of Bacchus. He’d
    removed the queue holding his hair. The black tresses fell loose down to the center of
    his back. The tattoo she thought started and ended at his neck snaked down the left side
    of his body like a black lightning strike.
    She wet her suddenly dry mouth. “I am not sure I’m ready for you.” She nodded to
    his cock.
    His lips quirked. “You will be by the time I’ve finished preparing you.”
    “Is that a promise?”
    His face parted on a grin, flashing startling white teeth. “You can count on it.”
    Bacchus stepped forward, muscles rippling with each footfall. Jill remained on her
    stomach, while her eyes drank in every inch of his perfect body. “What are you going to
    do?”
    His gaze turned feral. “I thought I might start with fulfilling your fantasy.”
    Chapter Five
    “M-my fantasy?”
    “Yes.” He nodded. “You know the one that began at the kennel.”
    Jill started to get up. “That’s okay.”
    “Don’t move!” He dropped to his knees behind her until his face was level with her
    ass.
    “What do you have planned for me?”
    He smiled, his eyes smoldering with intent. This time Jill thought she caught a
    glimpse of some major canines in his mouth. She blinked, looking again, and they were
    gone. Bacchus grabbed her legs and spread them. He leaned forward and took a long
    swipe with his forked tongue over the globes of her bottom. Jill’s heart thumped in her
    chest as she craned her neck so she could watch him.
    He pressed his nose into her cleft and inhaled.
    She tried to wiggle away, but he growled, clamping his hands down upon her hips
    with bruising strength to hold her in place. “What are you doing?”
    “Dominating you,” he said, spreading her pussy lips with his thumbs and sticking
    his face into her wetness. Jill groaned at the eroticism of the action. His delicious tongue
    slithered out, flicking, teasing her entrance. She gripped the sheets and fought to keep
    from pushing back.
    “You taste like Zaronian moon cakes,” he said, his lids lowering over his demonic
    eyes.
    He nudged her knees out, opening her further. Jill flushed. She’d never been this
    exposed to a man. Bacchus actually looked drunk as he breathed her in, his eyelids
    fluttering closed in ecstasy.
    Without warning, Bacchus dipped forward, spearing her with his tongue as he
    began to lap in earnest. Her need escalated and her hips began to move of their own
    volition. His teeth caught her clit and worried it gently until Jill was convinced she’d
    lose her mind. He ignored her moans of pleasure and continued to feast.
    “Please,” she begged, rocking back, trying to get closer, reaching for that elusive
    peak that Bacchus refused to help her scale.
    He released her clit and continued to thrust his tongue inside her, the forked end
    curling into her G-spot with unerring precision. “More,” she cried out, clawing at the
    sheets.
    Bacchus laughed, the tremors torturing her flesh as effectively as a flogging. He rose
    above her, his gaze locked onto her face. Jill