Dark Illusion

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Book: Read Dark Illusion for Free Online
Authors: Christine Feehan
about. She was a little spitfire, but he was in charge whether she liked it or not.
    He repeated everything he’d done before, one slow step at a time. His hands were gentle, but his tongue was wicked, drawing circles, lapping at her. He suckled, gently and then strongly. He varied what he did and then added his fingers again. This time he flicked and tapped her clit, until he drove her so close to the edge she was pleading with him. Bargaining. He pushed a finger into her, once more stretching her.
    “That burns,” she hissed. “But in a good way. Please don’t stop.”
    He added a second finger to help prepare her for him, all the while using his tongue to keep the pleasure to the forefront. Stretching her to accommodate his size was necessary, but if he could keep from hurting her, he would.
    He felt the change in her body. The coiling tension. She was so close. He lifted his head, pulling back from her.
    “What are you doing? Don’t stop. You can’t stop.”
    He used his fingers to flick her clit and rub across her entrance and then lick his fingers. She tasted good, so good her taste was addictive.
    “I need more. I need you in me.” Her ragged breathing made her demand more of a plea. She looked up at him a little desperately.
    “Now you’re willing to talk to me.” Colors were everywhere. Blinding him all over again. They had come to him slowly at first when she’d been so stubborn, but now, with her little cries and frantic entreaties, he could see every shade of color. He rubbed over her bottom, stroked caresses on her inner thigh. She squirmed in response.
    “If you’re really my lifemate, you won’t just leave me wanting you like this.” There was a hitch in her breathing now.
    He pressed his finger deep. Curled it into her and stroked while his thumb manipulated her hard little clit. “What’s your name?”
    She swallowed but didn’t pull away. She began riding his fingers, her hands once more on his shoulders. “Julija, Julija Brennan.”
    “A mage.” He stretched her a little more, pressing his second finger deep again, just to make sure. He was not going to hurt her.
    She threw her head back, closing her eyes, pleasure spilling over her beautiful features. She ground down, working his fingers as if they were a cock. He removed them. The minute she opened her eyes he licked at his fingers and then stuck them in his mouth.
    “You do taste good, lifemate. I’m Isai.”
    “Isai!” She wailed his name.
    “Get on your hands and knees.” He waved his hand to provide a thick rug for her. He didn’t want to damage her knees when he was supposed to give her pleasure.
    Julija didn’t hesitate. She dropped obediently to the rug. Isai immediately knelt behind her. He massaged her bottom, although he had the urge to spank her again, this time with much more care and not painfully. He didn’t. He couldn’t. He caught his cock at the base and slid the head across her slick entrance. The sensations on the sensitive head sent shudders of pleasure through him.
    “Hurry.” She turned her head to look at him. “Please.”
    He wanted to prolong the anticipation, drive her higher up to ensureshe was ready for him. He didn’t want her hurt, but his size was going to stretch her limits, and he couldn’t stop himself. He needed to be in her as much as she wanted him there.
    He invaded slowly, pushing steadily through the scorching-hot petals that gripped him with a thousand fingers. He threw his head back, staring up at the stars, feeling as if, for the first time in his life, everything that had ever come before was worth it. This indescribable feeling Julija’s body was giving him was worth every sacrifice he had made.
    She chanted softly, over and over, his name, as if by saying it, she could force her body to accommodate his more easily. Her body opened for his reluctantly, but he had to push through that scorching-hot channel every inch of the way. Her breathing turned ragged and he paused

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