Chapter Twenty-One
THE FIRST time theyhad sex, Raven had been an impatient feverish madwoman. This go-around, she was determined to take her time. Enjoy Tor’s body. Fully immerse herself in the experience.
What she didn’t quite realize was how incredibly difficult that would be.
From the moment she led him into an oasis one cliff over from where they had been to the moment she removed her clothes, her inner dragon was foaming at the mouth with desire. They had come to this little open-air nook before. She remembered the stunning view overlooking the mountains. The fog-coated water heated by hot springs. This location had been important. Monumental.
She just couldn’t remember why.
She did remember, however, watching him unclothe before joining her. Though he had been slightly less muscular before, with fewer tattoos and no beard, his arousal had been just as impressive and just as ready for her.
“It has been since the moment I saw you,” he growled and yanked her against him. “And probably will be until the day I die.”
He sank down into the water so she could wrap her legs around him, dug his hand into her hair, and kissed her hard. Passionately. Like it was all he had thought about doing again since the last time he did it.
“Because it is,”he said into her mind, unwilling to interrupt the kiss.“Not just kiss but taste every inch of you. Drink everything I pull from you, then drive into you until you can’t take anymore. Watch you squirm in pleasure. Beg for more.”
As he likely knew it would, his dirty talk drove her wild. Snapped away any patience she might have had. Yet, for all the crazy out-of-control lust they felt, something slowed them down. Something made of sweet moments.
So sweet, she understood almost immediately.
“This place,” she murmured against his lips. “It’s making us experience it all over again.” That’s when she realized. “I was in heat then, too.” Baffled, yet somehow more turned on than ever, she eyed a rock ledge at one side of the water. There was barely enough room for a person to sit before it dropped sharply off the edge. “That’s where we did it. That’s where....”
“Where I took you the first time,” he managed when she trailed off. “Where you lost your virginity.”
A memory didn’t manifest. It didn’t need to. Flashes came. Erotic sensations. The thrill of giving him her body. The rush of doing it in such a dangerous location.
“Itisdangerous, isn’t it?” he murmured, apparently just as drawn as her because he kissed her again, even harder this time. Kissed her so thoroughly that she didn’t realize he had moved until he propped her on that very ledge. Until he gave her a daring but naughty smile and told her not to lose herself too much or else.
She wasn’t sure what he meant until he kissed his way down her body. Until he suckled on an overly sensitive nipple, then lapped his way to the juncture between her thighs. Merciless, he spread her legs and showed her just how hard it was to focus on safety when he set his mind to devouring her.
When he showed her how astoundingly good he was with his tongue.
Yet despite his dare, he was only so bold because he grabbed her hips and locked her in place. Good thing because she was certain when she exploded in his mouth within seconds that she would have fallen right over. She came so hard she was positive she wouldn’t have had the clarity of mind to shift. To save herself. Where she thought for sure his dirty talk was just that, dirty talk, it turned out it wasn’t when he kept licking and tasting.
She had no idea how many times she climaxed, only that she had become limbless. Pure putty for him to do with as he pleased. He made her peak so many times that she couldn’t even wrap her legs around him when he finally came up for air.
“I wanted to make sure you were ready back then,” he murmured against her belly, making his way back up. “Just like I wanted you ready now.”
It was safe to say she was more than ready, but she got what he meant when he kissed the side of her neck and rubbed his shaft against her center. She felt a certain tension she hadn’t before. An anticipation that felt newer than it should.
“I’m feeling her...meback then.” She gave him easier access to her neck and closed her eyes, trusting him to never let her go. “I’m feeling my younger self’s eagerness yet fear at doing this for the first time. It’s so erotic...yet sorta terrifying.”
Her body felt tenser by the moment, her breasts heavier, more sensitive to the feel of his hot chest so close. Her center throbbed in anticipation, yet she clenched, unsure. Nervous.
“I should be careful,” he murmured in her ear, his voice so hoarse and sensual she could barely breathe. “It wouldn’t be right.”
