The act was so soothing and intimate I didn’tknow how to react to it as I watched the light of the lanterndancing across the green canvas surrounding us. It felt as if theworld outside these walls ceased to exist while we stood silentlytogether. With unmitigated patience, he spent half an hour workingat the knots in my hair until it fell around my shoulders in wettendrils that dampened my shirt.
He set the brush down, and with his hands onmy shoulders, turned me to face him. I tilted my head back, mybreath catching at the burning intensity of his eyes. He hungeredfor me as badly as I did him, yet he’d taken care of my outwardneeds first. I hadn’t believed it possible to love him anymore thanI already did, but I was wrong.
His hands slid over my shirt. I almost pushedthem back so I could take it off before he tore it from me, but hetook hold of the bottom of the hem and leisurely lifted it up mystomach. My arms rose in the air as he tugged it over my head andtossed it aside. His nostrils flared as his gaze roamed over me.He’d just watched me bathe, but it felt as if this were the firsttime he’d ever seen my breasts bared to him.
Always before, our lovemaking had almost beena savage experience, consuming us both. He had needed me more thanhe’d needed to breathe.
Now, that desperate urgency shone in hisgolden eyes, but his touch was delicate and unhurried. The backs ofhis fingers skimmed over my belly, rubbing against my skin andsending a firestorm of passion through me. I wanted him inside ofme so badly I ached for it, but I remained unmoving before him,curious to see what he intended.
As his hand slid up to cup my breast, mynipple rose eagerly to the pad of his thumb brushing over it. Mybreath sucked in when he bent his head to suckle upon it. Myfingers threaded through his damp hair to pull him closer. Hisknuckles skimmed over my sides again before his hands gripped myass. He pulled me against him as he nipped and licked at my nipplebefore giving it a small tug.
“Oh!” I gasped, my hips jerking forward.
He locked me against his body, lifted me up,and carried me over to the pile of blankets set against the wall.Kneeling down, he laid me down before sitting back on his heels tounbutton my pants, slide the zipper down, then pull them off. Hisfingers slid up my thighs, tracing over my skin in a teasing dancethat had me panting for breath and desperate for him to ease thepassion he stoked ceaselessly within me.
“I almost lost you,” he murmured, his eyeslocking on mine. “Azote was so close to taking you from me.”
“I’m still here,” I whispered.
“Always here, always with me,” he rasped.
“Yes.”
With his eyes still on mine, he bent andkissed the inside of my knee. His palms spread my thighs furtherapart as his tongue seared over my skin toward my aching center. Myheart raced with excitement, but I tried to close my legs when histongue dipped lower toward the part of me yearning for him.
His hands were firm against my inner thighsas he held them open. “I’m going to taste you, River. I’m going tosavor every inch of you, and you’re going to let me.”
My breath caught at his words, and I trembledbeneath him. I wanted this, wanted the answer to what it would belike to have his mouth on me in such a way. I’d seen him do it tome in the dreams we’d shared, and I’d craved it, but the thought ofhim doing it now made me as nervous as it did aroused.
Unwilling to deny him anything, I opened mylegs wider when he settled himself more firmly between them.
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Kobal
My erection throbbed so forcefully against mypants that I had to grit my teeth against the pain. However, I wasdetermined to taste her, to take my time with her, to enjoy her. Myfingers slid over her as I inhaled the heady aromas of lemon andher tantalizing fresh-rain scent on her silken skin. The bruisesmarring her flesh stirred my rage, but touching her in this way,knowing she was safe in my arms again, helped to calm me.
I scraped my fangs against her inner thighbefore sinking them into her. She jerked, her head fell back, and alow moan escaped her as her back arched off the blankets.
My marks,myChosen.
I clasped hold of one of her breasts,kneading and massaging it as I slid my thumb over her hardenednipple. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from the mesmerizing vision ofher full breasts and the look of ecstasy on her face. She was soincredibly beautiful like this that I could deny myself for hoursif it meant watching her as she was now.
Such an enticing blend ofdemon, angel, and human.
Too much angel. So much of it that I now knewI could never take the risk of breaking her connection with thelife all around her by making her immortal.
Not now! Don’t think of itnow.
Releasing my bite on her flesh, I licked awaythe blood beading on her skin before running my tongue over her asI moved toward what I sought. The scent of her arousal grewstronger, sharpening my instinct to see her satisfied, to give herthe release she needed.
My eyes feasted on her damp curls and wetsex.Irresistible, like her.
Sliding my hands under her ass, I lifted heragainst me as I settled my mouth over her center. Her heat andwetness enveloped me. I moaned as my tongue licked over her. Thetaste of her liquid heat and the scent of rain seared my senses.Her hips undulated as they rose and fell beneath me, seeking moreof my touch.
I couldn’t get enough of watching her. Herfull breasts swayed with her movements, and her arms fell open ather sides as her hands twisted into the bedding beneath her. Takinghold of her right hand, I lifted it up and placed it against herbreast. She froze, and her smoky eyes latched onto mine as Ikneaded her hand over her breast, rubbing her thumb across herdusky nipple.
Tearing myself away from her intoxicatingtaste, I lifted my head. “Let me watch you pleasure yourself.”
