Liam's Revenge

Chapter 9 - The Serpent

"How does it feel, sweetheart? How do I feel after such a long time?"

Liam accentuates the words with a few long licks between my folds, which has me shuddering in pleasure.

How does it feel? Like heaven.

His tongue feels magical. My entire body tingles, and every nerve ending between my legs is shooting fireworks.

Liam smirks as he pulls away, admiring my clit. I glance downwards and see it engorged, glistening with my juices. He cups it and begins to suckle.

I lean against the wall with a guttural sound, gripping his hair, almost delirious with lust.

I watch him, equally embarrassed and fascinated.

Liam smiles around my clit, gently rubbing it between his wet lips.

"I want ye to cum fer me."

I exhale, feeling a release build up. My clit begins pulsating and then a wave of pleasure crashes over me, eliciting a new flood of my arousal.

My knees buckle and I would all but fall down to the hard floor were it not for Liam's shoulders to prompt me up.

I'm trembling all over, my sensitive nub twitching time and time again from the intensity of orgasm he's just given me.

"Alexandra," Liam whispers my name adoringly and it's so raw, so pure, so authentic.

Nothing like the way Enzo calls me when we are in bed.

Nothing like Chiara — the fake identity I invented to protect myself.

Liam is the one who knows the true me, the real me.

He scoops me up in his arms, and takes me to the sofa.

"Are you comfortable like this?" His emerald gaze caresses me, as he makes sure I'm at ease.

"Yes." I can barely speak, as my body is experiencing the aftermath of pleasure.

Liam pushes up on his knees, holding one of my legs so that I am now parted wide.

He places his middle finger inside his mouth with a smirk, then brings it down to my pussy. He pushes it into my eager opening in one quick thrust.

The sensation is much different than his tongue, firmer, slightly colder, but not uncomfortable.

His eyes pin me to the sofa as he adds a second finger. My core clamps around him, recognizing its master, fully enjoying the sensation.

"Look," Liam orders. "I want ye to watch as I finger fuck ye. As I claim ye as mine, again and again."

I eagerly obey, casting my gaze down to Liam's glistening fingers sliding into my pussy. His small finger and pointer finger stroke my sensitive flesh as he fucks me with his middle fingers.

He picks up speed, going deeper, the heel of his hand occasionally slapping against my clit for a lightning bolt of pleasure.

"Did good ol' Enzo ever finger ye like that, sweet Alexandra?"

My eyes widen, my body tensing at once, which makes my muscles clamp around Liam's fingers and increase my pleasure even more.

"Oh, Liam..." I choke out.

Liam grins and bends down to mouth my clit, making me lose focus for an instant.

Then he raises his head, his chin shining with my arousal. "I'm a very jealous and competitive man, lass."

"I can see that," I groan as he teases me with only the tip of his tongue.

It's a featherlight touch, and his fingers slow as well but seem to go even deeper, reaching for a spot that makes me choke on a moan.