Page 112 of The Forsaken

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Emily moaned as he deepened his kiss and stroked her breast with his thumb. To her dismay, he left her lips, then nibbled a trail down her cheek to her neck, then up to her ear. She writhed in pleasure as her body shook in response to his tongue as it swirled and darted around the tender flesh.

His warm laugh echoed again. “Like that do you?” He rolled her over onto her back.

“Aye.”

And he moved lower with his kisses. To her breasts, her stomach. His warm breath tickled her while his whiskers gently scraped her skin as he licked her all over.

Emily closed her eyes and savored the feel of his warm skin against hers while he moved to nibble her hip.

She buried her hands in his hair and moaned as he nibbled the sensitive flesh over her hip bone.

He pulled back from her and placed his body between her thighs.

“Draven—”

“Shh,” he whispered against her thigh. “I promise you it won’t hurt.”

Reticently, she allowed him access to her. He shifted his body and she tensed expecting him to enter her again. But he didn’t. Instead, he gently parted her tender folds and took her into his mouth.

Emily cried out as pleasure ripped through her. Never had she felt anything more wondrous than the sensation of his tongue doing the most wicked things imaginable to her body.

Her head spun.

Relentlessly, he teased her, making her body hotter and hotter. Her pleasure greater and greater.

And to think she had been fearful of pain!

She reached down and buried her hands in his hair, and still he pleased her. Ecstasy mounted until she was sure she’d perish from it, and just as she was certain she would, her body exploded with pleasure far greater than anything she had ever experienced.

Throwing her head back, she cried out in release as her entire body shook from a force unimaginable.

Her body still quivered as Draven crawled up her and then slid back inside her with one strong, masterful stroke. She moaned at the foreign sensation of him deep inside her.

There was no pain this time, only a sense of fullness.

“Are you all right?”

“Aye.” She wrapped her body around his.

Draven closed his eyes to better savor the feel of her surrounding him.

Relieved he wasn’t hurting her, he moved slowly against her hips. Her sighs of pleasure delighted him and when she began to move her hips against his, he feared he might very well perish from it.

She dug her nails into his back as he buried himself deep inside her again and again.

And when his release came, he thought he’d go blind from it.

Emily smiled as she felt him shudder and collapse on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and just enjoyed the feel of his skin against hers. The feel of him still inside her.

For the longest time he didn’t move, but simply lay there until she feared he had fallen asleep.

“Marry me,” he said all of a sudden, startling her.

“What?”

He pulled back from her so that he could stare down into her eyes. “I want you to marry me, Emily.”

She looked at him skeptically. “Because I made you laugh?”