My heart drums against my ribs, yet I still can’t shake the feeling that I’m taking advantage. I cup her sweet, heart-shaped face with my hands, making sure my claws stay unsheathed this time. “It will hurt.”
Fear shines in her big eyes, and I start pushing away, giving her back her space. But then she drags me back, whispering hotly against my lips, “I’m not afraid, Tegwyn. I will never be afraid of you…”
Honeyed pleasure trickles through my veins at the sound of her heartfelt declaration, and now my vision blurs as she becomes my sole focus.
Her mind is set.
I will be fucking her beneath the stars of the longest night of the year.
Ivy
Luminous eyes of molten gold are all I can see, and soon it’s just me and Tegwyn, the festival and the revellers all forgotten.
Mama once told me that I shouldn’t lie with a man unless I was absolutely certain that I loved him and that he loved me in return, but I feel Tegwyn’s love with every beat of my heart.
Tegwyn will be my first, the furthest thing from amanthat I have ever met, yet he’s all mine, and I wouldn’t have him any other way.
Once again, he rakes his devilish claw across my skin, and I sigh beneath his careful ministrations, wishing that his claws were all over me. I want them tearing off my clothes, exposing me to the elements.
Heat blossoms throughout my body, pooling between my legs, and I grind my hips, eager for his caress. A growl vibrates in his throat, but I push him further, yearning for his friction. His eyes burn like stars, stealing the very light from the night sky, and it’s those gleaming eyes that scorch my soul, leaving me wanting,waiting…
My core thumps in time with my heartbeat, and I tug him closer, pressing my cheek against his. I mark him with my scent, savouring the coarse sensation of his skin on mine. I want that gritty texture inside me.
“A word of warning, Ivy…I’m far from gentle,” he rasps, catching his breath.
I thread my fingers through his russet hair, meeting his lips with a soft kiss. “Is that a promise?”
His eyes erupt like flames, and I no longer see the slits of his pupils.“Yes...”
I smirk. “Thenruinme.”
Suddenly, he’s upon me, his teeth hovering mere inches from my throat, and for a few torturous seconds, he does nothing.
But when his pained gaze finds mine again, it comes to my attention that he’s torn.
With a gentle coaxing of my fingers, I run them down his cheek, and he narrows his eyes, brushing his hand along my thigh.
My dress crumples with the movement, and soon I’m exposed to the air. He finds my opening, stroking his finger along my seam, and my body shudders, relishing his touch. When he brings his hand back up, gloved fingers glistening with my arousal, his dark expression says it all.
He’s ready.
And so am I.
Suddenly, he’s dragging me along the grass, aligning our bodies, and then he frees his length, brushing himself against my opening.
His heat brands my skin, and I wrap my arms around his neck, keeping him close so I can feel his heartbeat.
Tegwyn edges in slowly, and a sharp pain splinters right down my middle, taking me by surprise.
I grit my teeth, bracing against the pain. When he spies the discomfort on my face, he presses a kiss between my eyes, banishing my worry lines.
“The hard part is over. But I’ll stop if you want me to.”
“No,” I pant, keeping my arms locked around his neck. “I…I want this…”
He swallows. “All right.”
So, he pushes further, stretching me around him, and I squeeze my eyes shut as I wait to adjust. Soon, he’s fully sheathed inside me, claws gripping at the sweet earth as he becomes delirious with lust.
