Page 76 of Dark Gambit: The Play

It was a Victorian-style nightdress, with a high neck that tied with a string at the throat, plenty of lacy embellishments, and a wide cut that could hide an orgy going on under it. Not that an orgy was about to happen. She was going to ride Eric, Max was going to come in at the critical moment, bite her, and leave. She was making sure that he saw nothing of her body while he was at it.

"I got it at Macy's, and it's perfect for what we have planned. Do you want Max to see me nude while I'm riding you?"

Eric growled. "I don't. Now, come here and lift that two tons of fabric so I can see your beautiful legs."

Sauntering toward the bed and trying to look sexy despite what was covering her, Darlene smiled. "You are not in any position to issue orders, my love."

"That wasn't an order. That was a request." He tried to push higher on the pillows.

The chains rattled, but there was very little give. No more than an inch or two.

Was Max really that afraid of Eric attacking him?

Darlene bunched the skirt up as she climbed on the bed with her knees, exposing her legs like he'd asked. "Let's see what goodies are hiding under the blanket." Given that it was lying flat against his groin, he wasn't aroused, and she couldn't blame him.

Darlene felt as sexy as a fish left to dry on the sand.

"Climb up and straddle my face. Just keep that nightgown up, so I don't suffocate."

"Are you sure? What if Max misinterprets the sounds and comes in too soon?"

"He won't. Come here." He wiggled his tongue, and his eyes started glowing. "You know how much I love tonguing you. This will get us both in the mood."

As if to prove his words, the blanket lifted a bit, the outline of his shaft making Darlene's mouth water.

"Maybe we can put each other in the mood simultaneously?"

He shook his head. "Not tonight, love. I don't want to accidentally come in your hot mouth."

"You're an immortal now." She gripped the sides of her gown and pulled it up as she flipped one knee over his torso and climbed up to his face. "You have more than one load in you now."

"I had more than one for you even before I turned immortal." He kissed the top of her mound.

She'd had it waxed to be as bare as that of the immortal females, and it had been so painful that she hoped never to have to do that again. Going through the awkwardness with Max might be worth it just for that.

"Come up a little closer." Eric blew air on her heated flesh. "I want to taste that sweet pussy of yours."

His tongue gently circled the nub at the apex of her thighs with feather-like strokes to get her started.

Eric knew her so well by now, having memorized every response to every stimulus. He knew that she was sensitive there and if he started too fast and too aggressively, it would be a turn-off for her and not a turn-on. It would become painful in seconds.

It had taken Eric one time to learn that, while Leo hadn't learned that lesson even after nearly three decades of marriage. He'd just conveniently assumed that she wasn't into it and stopped offering.

Not that he'd offered to pleasure her much to start with. He'd been much happier to be on the receiving end while complaining that she was no good at it despite coming down her throat every freaking time.

Darlene shook her head.

This was no time to think about damn Leo and the damage he had done to her. He was ancient history, and she was in the process of being reborn, of rebuilding herself from the ground up, figuratively and materially.

"Stay with me, love," Eric murmured before moving his talented tongue to her entrance and slipping it inside for a few greedy licks. "Cup your breasts for me," he murmured against her moist petals. "Let me see those ripe nipples of yours as you play with them."

Easier said than done while holding up ten pounds of fabric, but she was determined to make it work. Pulling the nightgown all the way up to her throat, she tucked the sides under her armpits and folded her arms to reach for her breasts.

"Yeah." Eric's eyes cast a glow on her naked skin. "Just like that."

Feeling the heat radiate up from her core, she fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples as Eric alternated between thrusting his tongue into her wetness and flicking it over her engorged clit.

Darlene breathed through the pleasure, her hips bucking uncontrollably against Eric's mouth, but she kept her lips tightly pressed together, muffling the moans that begged to be let out.