Free Most Wanted - A Fantasy Romance Novel (The Shadow Blade Series) by E.L Friel Page A

every lap of his tongue his cock swelled against her stomach. Ariel eased
her leg free, sliding it behind him, and then, without warning, she shoved hard
against his chest, tripping him so he went tumbling backwards onto the bed.
    She pounced on
top of him in the next second, straddling him, her thighs squeezing his waist.
His cock rubbed against her clit through the fabric of her underwear, and as he
felt how wet she was, his eyes become hooded, his pupils glazed.
    Ariel pinned his
arms above his head. He didn’t fight and when she leaned down and started
kissing his neck, the tendons of his arms and shoulders became taut. Ariel ran
her fingers over the smooth planes of his stomach, feeling him start to roll
and groan beneath her, his hips jerking as he tried to push against her.
      When she reached his waist she let go of
his arms. Straightaway Jax’s hands grabbed for her, one arm enfolding her
waist, the other reaching between her legs, but she slapped him away. ‘No,’ she
told him fiercely. ‘No touching.’

 
 
    Jax could feel
the growl building in his chest. She wasn’t surrendering. Instead she was
trying to control the situation, to get the upper hand. He didn’t know why but
he wanted more than just to sleep with Ariel. He didn’t just want to fuck her.
He wanted to dominate her, and the thought confused him. He’d never felt the
need to dominate anyone. It wasn’t aggressive though. He would never hurt her
(as if, he was fairly sure she could beat him in a fight anyway), he just
wanted her to submit to his caresses. He didn’t care if she touched him or not,
he just wanted to give her pleasure, to see her writhe and moan and make her
come. Maybe there was a part of him that wanted to know that this beautiful,
wild stubborn woman was completely his, was at his mercy. But before he could
analyze his thoughts further she had pushed him back on the bed again and was
straddling him.
    He tried to rise
up but she was lowering herself down his body, her breasts trailing over his
chest and suddenly he was incapable of anything because her tongue had darted
out and was swirling around the tip of his manhood. The bolt of pleasure that
rocked through him took his breath away. He threw his head back and fisted his
hands in the bed sheets, not wanting to force her head down, not wanting to do
anything but stay exactly as he was, feeling her hot tongue tracing the length
of his shaft. He opened his eyes and stared down at her. She was watching him
with those cat-like eyes through the curtain of her hair.
    She grazed her
lips across the head of his cock, teasing him and taunting him with her tongue,
her hands caressing his stomach at the same time. He drew in a half breath,
feeling his muscles contract. Had he ever felt such pleasure? He couldn’t remember.
As he let out a groan Ariel suddenly took all of him in her mouth. He let out a
louder moan as her tongue continued to swirl and suck and her lips rolled over
the sensitive ridges of his shaft, teasing him. She eased her mouth up and
down, each time she sucked on him bringing him closer and closer to the point
of no return.

 
 
    Ariel eased her
mouth up and down, tasting his pre-come, using her tongue to elicit more
groans. The head of his cock swelled sweetly between her lips. This is how
she’d wanted Jax Sayer, moaning beneath her, totally at her mercy. After a few
minutes, when he was breathing hard and fast, she stopped. His hips jerked as
though thrusting for the feel of her mouth and she smiled smugly. Moving to
straddle his waist, she brushed her hair out of her face and let him take his
fill of her body. His hands gripped her hips, swept the curve of her ass, ran
up her back.
    Suddenly she
heard a rip. He had torn her underwear. Pulling them off, he tossed the scrap of
lace to the ground. Ariel’s breath quickened as his gaze dipped to her sex. His
expression turned fierce, even more wolfish than before.
    Automatically,
Ariel lifted her hips.