Chapter 20

Wrapping his arms under and around her legs, his black fingernails denting the skin of her inner thighs, he held her spread wide and devoured her.

The sensations of his lips and tongue feasting on her, the image of his face half-hidden between her legs, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on her, watching the overwhelming pleasure twist her features—it was almost too much. She writhed in his hold, torn between getting closer and escaping the intensity.

“Oh god, Joseph. I can’t- it’s too much!”

His powerful arms flexed, becoming unyielding restraints pinning her in place so she couldn’t evade his lashing tongue and sucking lips.

“You can,” he hissed against her. “You will.”

Sharp, visceral need coiled tightly in her belly. Sensing that she was right there, teetering on the edge of pleasure, Joseph wrapped the tines of his forked tongue around her clit, stroking, squeezing, and teasing that little bundle of nerves in a way she’d never felt before.

Livia moaned lon