I haven’t posted here in a long time but there was a reason why. I’ve finished Firebinders: Marek. Finally! This is another opportunity for me to do some world building; but, it won’t be too different from the Cynn Cruors’ world. In fact, they’re more connected than you’d expect. 😉 I’ve been jotting down a lot of notes about how I will do this.

Anyway! Here’s an sexcerpt from Firebinders: Marek and a teaser. Enjoy!

Marek waited, watched every emotion flickering across her face. She gazed once more into Marek’s eyes and knew without a doubt that she’d take this chance at pleasure that she might not have ever again.

Kissing him once more she moved her lips against his jaw, her teeth gently grazing the side of his neck, licking and tasting the saltiness of his skin, inhaling his cologne that mixed with his own heady musk, spurred on by his heated breath that blew against the tendrils of her hair. God, she could do this all day.

Marek’s hands skimmed the sides of her body down to her waist, tightening his grip so he could buck his arousal against her sex. All indecision flew away when Marek leaned them both down on the couch. The danger that one of the pilots might exit the cockpit while they were making out despite Marek’s order, mortified and excited her. He kneeled up, skimming his hands over her thighs before unbuttoning her jeans. Grabbing the waistband, he gently pulled it down along with her panties and her sneakers in the process. Cold air washed over her licking at the wetness between her thighs and making goosebumps appear on her skin. Marek covered her body with his and demanded entry into her mouth again. She curled her legs around him nudging her wet sex against Marek’s denim covered hardness, her breath seesawing every time Marek hit her sweet spot.

She groaned when he sat up. Marek didn’t speak. Lust swirling in his eyes he raised her t-shirt but only lifted it halfway, covering her eyes. “Marek?”

“Keep it there,” he said, his voice tight and strained.

“I can’t see.” She couldn’t stop panting. Her body liquefied under Marek’s touch.

“Exactly.”

“What?”

Her skin quivered wherever Marek’s hands roamed over her body. Her stomach undulated and tensed when he traced a finger across her lower belly.

“Robbing you of your sight will make you feel more,” he said. The couch dipped between Gwen’s thighs and the right side of her body. Gwen gasped against Marek’s mouth when he dipped his tongue taking possession of her. Then he was gone but his fingers trailed over her chin down her neck sending ripples of desire through her. He continued his painstakingly slow trail towards her breastbone where he snapped the front clasp of her bra. Gwen bit her bottom lip, moaning and writhing below him.

“You’ve got the perfect tits,” he murmured, before cupping one and closing his mouth over her nipple.

“Marek…” Oh shit, she arched against his mouth nearly falling apart as desire made a beeline to her quim. He teased both her breasts, sending her to dizzying heights of delight but whimpered when his hand skimmed her body to cup her bare mound. Her pussy was so wet she felt her heat trickle down her crack.

“Fuck Gwen,” Marek groaned as he ran a finger up and down her slit before gently pressing and playing with her clit. “All this for me.” Gwen bucked her hips, her breathing shallowing the moment he inserted a finger inside her while another finger continued to play with her clit. She didn’t know which fingers he used. She no longer knew which was up or down. All her senses honed on the pampering of her sex. She was Marek’s plaything, the recipient of indescribable pleasure that she could feel her orgasm building.

Marek let go of sucking her breasts, his body moving downward. His mouth left open mouth kisses on her skin as he moved lower down her sternum, nipping at her belly before kissing her pubis. The wet spots he left were quickly dried by the cool air. He inhaled.

“Oh baby, I like the nectar I see coating your pussy.” He muttered. He held her thighs moving them further apart. “Pink and plump.”

His voice deepened trailing off.

“All mine.” He blew against her mound and she automatically clamped shut. Marek chuckled. “I’m going to tongue fuck this hole, Gwen, and you’re going to take it just like you want to.”

Firebinders: Marek

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