Chapter 217: Shh, Let Me Taste You, Cara Mia

He found her asleep on the bed.

Dimitri stood in the doorway for a moment, just watching. The morning light was filtering through the blackout curtains....soft, golden, making her skin glow like burnished bronze. The sheets were tangled around her legs, and she was lying on her back with her arms stretched above her head, completely vulnerable.

His heart did something painful in his chest.

She was wearing nothing....one of his shirts discarded on the floor, her body bare except for the faint marks he’d left on her skin the night before. Reminders of his claiming. Evidence of his possession.

Dimitri moved silently into the room, closing the door behind him.

He undressed slowly, deliberately, taking his time. His eyes never left her as he peeled off his shirt, his pants, everything until he was naked. The early morning air was cool against his skin, but he barely noticed it.

All his focus was on her.

On the way her chest rose and fell with each breath. On the way her lips were slightly parted. On the way one of her legs was bent, exposing the soft inner thigh he wanted to taste.

Dimitri moved to the edge of the bed and simply looked at her. At the woman who’d changed everything. At the woman who was terrified he wouldn’t come back. At the woman he was about to spend the rest of his life making sure she never regretted choosing him.

The next seventy-two hours were going to be everything.

He reached out and carefully spread her legs wider....slowly, so as not to wake her. Her body remained limp, trusting even in sleep. She shifted slightly, her breathing changing rhythm, but her eyes didn’t open.

Dimitri settled between her thighs and simply looked at her, at her pussy, at the way she was already glistening despite being asleep. His mouth watered.

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, right where it met her body. The scent of her....warm, intimate, distinctly Eve, filled his senses.

Her body tensed slightly, but she still didn’t wake.

Dimitri smiled against her skin. He was about to change that.

He moved lower and ran his tongue along her folds....slowly, deliberately, savoring every inch. The taste of her was intoxicating, addictive, absolutely perfect. He groaned against her skin, and the vibration must have registered because her eyes suddenly flew open.

"Dimitri...." Eve gasped, her hands immediately fisting in the sheets.

"Shh," he said against her pussy. "Let me taste you, cara mia. Let me memorize the way you feel on my tongue."

Before she could respond, he sealed his mouth over her clit and sucked gently. Eve’s entire body went rigid, her back arching off the mattress.

"Oh God..." she cried out.

"Not God," Dimitri said, pulling back slightly. "Just me. Only me."

He returned to her, this time more aggressive, tongue and lips and teeth working her with the kind of focused intensity that made her writhe beneath him. He paid attention to every response, every gasp, every involuntary movement of her hips.

Her hand came down and fisted in his hair.

"Dimitri....I’m going to...." Eve started.

"Not yet," he said, pulling back. "I want this to last."

He shifted his position and instead of focusing on her clit, he ran his tongue along her entrance....dipping inside her, tasting her depths, making her moan with frustration and need.

"Please," Eve begged, her hips rolling toward his face. "Please, don’t make me wait."

"You can wait," Dimitri said, though his own control was rapidly deteriorating. The taste of her pussy, the smell of her pussy, the sounds she was making, it was all threatening to undo him. "You’re going to wait because when you come, I want it to be so intense that you forget your own name."

He went back to work, his tongue moving in patterns he’d learned drove her absolutely insane. He paid special attention to the sensitive bundle of nerves at her apex, licking and sucking until her thighs were trembling around his head.

"Dimitri!" Eve cried out, her body going rigid. "I can’t....I need...."

"Come," he commanded, his voice dark and demanding. "Come on my tongue, cara mia."

Eve shattered with a scream, her whole body convulsing as the orgasm tore through her. Dimitri didn’t stop....just kept licking, kept pushing her through the peak and into the oversensitivity beyond.

"Too much...." Eve gasped, trying to pull away.

"Not enough," Dimitri said, his hands gripping her hips, holding her in place. "Give me another one."

"Dimitri, I can’t...."

"Yes, you can," he said. He adjusted his angle slightly and suddenly he was fucking her with his tongue....deep, rhythmic strokes that made her cry out. His hand moved between them, his fingers finding her clit and circling it with devastating precision.

The combination was too much.

Eve came again within minutes, harder this time, wetter, her body uncontrollably responsive to every touch.

"That’s my girl," Dimitri murmured against her skin. "So perfect. So responsive. So completely mine."

He pulled himself up her body, kissing his way from her thighs to her stomach to her breasts, leaving a trail of marks that would remind her of this moment for days. His mouth found her neck, that spot that made her shiver with pleasure and fear and something darker that they both craved.

"I need you inside me," Eve whispered against his shoulder. "Please, Dimitri. I need you."

He pulled back just enough to look at her face, at the desperation in her eyes, at the way she was looking at him like he was the only thing keeping her tethered to reality.

"Look at me," he commanded.

Her eyes met his....hazel with gold flecks, currently dark with arousal and emotion.

"You’re mine," Dimitri said quietly. "No matter what happens. No matter where I go. No matter how long we’re apart. You are mine. Do you understand me?"

"Yes," Eve whispered.

"Say it," he demanded. "I need to hear you say it."

"I’m yours," Eve said, her voice breaking slightly. "Always yours. Only yours."

Something shifted in Dimitri’s expression, something raw and vulnerable that he usually kept hidden. He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust inside her in one brutal motion, filling her completely.

Eve cried out....pleasure and pain and emotion all rolled into one sound.

"Fuck," Dimitri groaned. "You’re perfect. You take me so perfectly."